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Nov 2019
Out of hell they rise
to tempt us
with their wares
so cheap
and easy to acquire.
Demanding,in return,
their pound of flesh,
and we forget,so easily,
our Father,God,in Heaven
whose love we so desire
expecting in return
forgiveness.
Confused within this market place
of greed and vice and pain
circling,sinking
saved by thinking
of our God again.
Written by
rose hopkins  Wye Valley, South Wales,
(Wye Valley, South Wales,)   
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