In midst of the chaotic self-indulgence of men
Whose same voices self-righteously condemn
What's evil as good in fifty shades of black and white
Turn to the Lord's face, call upon His might
Whose every law frees self-tortured creatures
Every beatitude calls us down from the bleachers
So we might be children who can play once again
And call on our Father with holy "AMEN!"
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
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