Ashes to dust, dust to ashes
A man was given vicious lashes
From his back his blood poured on the earth
Ashes given fasting starts
Gloom falls down on our hearts
Causing questions about our very worth
The Bridegroom is no longer here
The world is full of ancient fear
And every treasure box is filled with dearth
Until the son of man shall come
When light over dark has fully won
And every mouth is filled with endless mirth
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
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