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[title] => The Innocents
[time] => 2004-09-15 02:16:50
[hometext] => 'I am a FOOL for CHRIST...it says so in the Bible.' ~poetrygodslove
[bodytext] => "They talk of nothing but that which they feel When they speak of My feelings. They talk of nothing but their own peace When they speak of My peace. Entrenched in their hypocrisy, Blinded by their own senses, They set off, their eyes put out To put out yours as well. My Holy Name is copyrighted to them, or so they say. "Whenever they humble themselves before Me, They are actually striking Their brothers down with their pride. Whenever they talk of their serving Me, It is in fact the Creature That they are cavorting with, Whenever they talk of their loving Me, It is malice for Mine own creations That their piety for Me entails. "O friend, They say they do not kill anyone, Nor did they commit any murders before. But when the collaborators saw you, Cut down, they knowingly Turned their backs on you to cut you off, To leave you face down, Bleeding away till you were white In a pool of red blood and black oil Before Me they spat upon you, crossed themselves And then they said to Me “We swear by the Lord God of Hosts, our King And He who died at Golgotha for us, That this poor wretch Was killed by none of us, We faithful circumcised in heart for Thee.” "What they did not see Was that I saw That there was Iraqi blood Still wet, seething With flies, guzzling on Their pride and sloth Out on their hands." [comments] => 3 [counter] => 149 [topic] => 56 [informant] => Voice-of-Revolution [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => sarcasticpoetry )
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