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Poetry : Spiritual Cries
Why do we seek the things that we choose to believe?
We will plead with their honesty down on our knees.
With swords and daggers at our throats we cry...
He lives for us so for Him we will die!
Why is it easy to call out an outcast with demise of their own.
Like saying an animal is wrong in the things they have known.
Spiritually spiraling out of control.
We all seek something to grab and to hold.
Will you seek the one who has always been?
Will you acknowledge him in front of a friend?
So many doubt what they always believed...
Yet when death stares them down, they beg and they plead.