The Sermon

Wed, 10/07/2015 - 23:23 -- ss14959

Of good tidings,

The preacher seldom speaks.

Hungry for guidance,

The pursuit of

All things good,

The parish

Wait with withered ears.

To only endure

Scorn and persecution by

One who preaches

Not to do the same.

This poem is about: 
Our world


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