Why, my Lord?

Why, my Lord, Thy grace be stripp'd?

The blood Thou shed be poured out now,

Our faces stolen from our midst!

 

How dare Thy sons Thy Work erase!

Thy daughters slip Thy love allow

And too community deface!

This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world

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