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Nov 2017
"Painful Slavery"

                    Ah Satan, are you but a notion
                    Of the mind?
                    Can the terrible enemy of man
                    Be but a childish attempt
                    To avoid responsibility?
                    When mother ate the fruit
                    Was not her cry,
                    "The serpent tempted me."
                    The true falling away?
                    To deny her own dark desires
                    And blame them on a source
                    Outside herself,
                    Was not this the real evil?
                    And father,
                    What of him?
                    His words,
                    "She offered it to me, so I ate."
                    His own words condemn him.
                    He gave away the glory, the Eden
                    Of free will,
                    For the painful slavery
                    Of excuses.
Mark Wanless
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Mark Wanless  mpls, mn
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