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May 2013
Is religion evolution's lynch pin
To feel safe in an unsafe world
The desperate longing of fools
At whose faith callas reason is hurled
With concepts of good and evil assigned
By those washed in the blood of the lamb
Zealot's screaming design divine
Never will they own who I am
Go now and preach of ****** birth
Of when oceans swallowed all land
Persecute the meek for all they are worth
And say it was done by his hand
Of  these things  I'm just asking
Cause I don't understand
Like do we exist after drinking of death?
Is jesus the lord or an unlucky man?
How can mortals strip a god of his breath?
Harvester's of lndifference is what we've become
Spitting out sorrow as if it were rain
Be it heaven or hell when kingdom is come
With no answer's the question remains.          Hy
Henry Yarbrough
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Henry Yarbrough  texas
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