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Call Ignored
Contributed by
norticus
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Saturday, 29th November 2003 @ 01:59:19 PM in AEST
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Father, I have sinned
Life has been short and without virtue
Whenever shall I win?
Father, though I have; I never meant to hurt you
I have stood without faith
Truly I have stood for vanity or not at all
Your word I forsaked
As you watched on I rejected the call
Now you come to judge
I stand before you with mighty pride alone
Mighty pride and a twenty pound sledge
So you cast me out, now so shall I strike you down
Without you I've no sin
I can have my sanity if you die
Now it shall be that I always win
Oh father, why do you cry?
Forgive this strike to your head
I must forever close your eyes to my reflection
Forgive my but you must be dead
I can't ever allow anymore introspection
Smash you down with a thud
Burying you in the clay of which you say I'm from
Baptize myself in your blood
And finally here is the day when all things are done
jc
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Re: Call Ignored
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by norticus on
Saturday, 29th November 2003 @ 02:01:53 PM AEST
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Understand this is metaphorically speaking about our tendency to ignore our own faults and sins and in doing so the blood of Christ falls on our hands. It is not literal in any sense. I posted this down here instead of on top because I wanted your mind to wander first before you consider the real meaning of the poem. Leave a comment even if it's mean and nasty please.
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