Confederacy Penury


Yeah thou was told to help other.

Readings and teachings of our Lord became sand cover,

Like a crucified rose tumbling on a grounder,

And circle could not be any rounder.


Torn wears and pale, bare feet lacking shoes

We pass in queues

Of people, yet pass without being thoughtful

Love thy neighbor became unhelpful


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