What grief what sadness
Should be made for your children
Please do not worry
A little longer
Though fatigued and exhausted
Prostrate upon ground
A mere man naked
All possessions were taken
Gambled to strangers
Ferric suffering
Refusing to escape pain
Hung upon a tree
The tree of life's fruit
Grotesquely does it hang down
Without any breath
Immaculate heart!
What God gave He took away
Love left in your arms
All men accept death
From ashes only ashes
And from dust to dust
(part 1 is here)
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
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