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Repent Or Perish
In his fig tree, a man could find no fruits.
Cut it down! To the gardener, he said
I'll, the gardener said, tend its deep roots.
If it fails to yield, I'll see it’s soon dead.
Pilot killed the pilgrims of Galilee.
They amalgamated with oblations.
From Siloam Tower's fall, who could flee?
Should humans set aside moral foundations?
Fruit sense should be the essence of a tree.
Shouldn't rulers and natives have sin-sense?
If from flaws and sins humans are not free
Won't divine wrath on beings be intense?
You, though a sinner, are given a chance.
Repentance or perish. It's is your stance
Copyright ©
Christuraj Alex
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