A preachers old lesson

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Submitted: March 27, 2012

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Submitted: March 27, 2012



A blur- I write my story to preach it once

I choke- I sputter, i erase and start once more

To preach to the word, to only preach to a dunce

Souls close, into the shadows, down into the floor...

Down through the floor, to the pits of hell i preach! for ages ive written, for milleniums ive waited

To convey MY story, My lesson i wish to teach

Though to only be shunned, the beast, my story waits sudated


And so i wait, in the vally of isolation- quietly 

A soul sewed shut- the quiet screams the truth

The preacher shunned by the wrath of God and society- so be it!

I shall write until my last breath for only i- i intend to sooth no one!

Intensions to enrich the mind, to better the world

Though, if the old preacher is forgotten, is there a lesson to be told?

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