Holy Water
In a church there is holy water,
For you to bathe your Christian daughter,
I don’t know if it’s a gift from God,
It might just be a pool of fraud
But when I was bathed,
All the people around me raved,
For they knew that this was not,
From the man above, he had been caught
God had been taken away from his home,
Everyone thought that it was so he could not roam,
Not roam the Earth or the sky,
Never again to see the birds flying by
The devil was as happy as could be,
God was his sworn enemy,
The angles were sad,
Maybe beyond and even mad
I was caught in between,
Had God ever been seen?
Many people believed without any proof,
God may be just a spoof
Submitted: July 26, 2011
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Brian W
Not a bad little poem with good flow and rhyme...Well written
Thu, March 15th, 2012 3:12amAuthor
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Thank you. If you check out my more recent work you will see that I've improved quite a bit, if I do say so myself. (:
Wed, March 14th, 2012 8:15pm