by Douglas Lay December 2018
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Their tear-stained eyes poured out the silent pain
Buried deep inside with the sign of Cain
From the souls of the children, alone in
The pew, immersed in the predator’s sin.
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Yet the chorus of the choir rose on high
as the beams in their eyes covered the lies
preached from the pulpits that all seems so well
while Satan sings praises in his new hell.
“Let there be light”; and it poured out as so
From heaven to his creation below.
“darkness depart!” Be gone. Do not remain;
All shall be revealed—uncover the shame
Of the millstone to be placed on his bride
If she cover-up their scars on his side.
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