
pray ye not for things unearned
thy God (s)he knows you well
sounding nice and riding vice
still leads a path to hell

bowing heads in times of dread
makes not for better days
acts begin and never end
and still the sinner stays

beg thee not to the stars
for love of rock and sand
keep what’s yours and to yourself
and then may come a hand

Best ye pray for others say
til peals the final bell
for what is most misunderstood
is prayers ring dead from hell
pray ye not in Book of Lies.....
- June 18, 2015, 8:54 p.m.
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