STARTING SOMETHING
Recognized the claws of harrassment.
Group justice
Flame to hurt the non complient
Tearing deeper in the flesh of the excommunicated
Lover leaking out unity and bond
Caught by blind witnesses but not busted
Nailed upon wooden crosses
Gushing water and blood
for them to have a Sacrifice to
The God of Mob Mentality
The victors are not ashamed
Least they be called lover caste
By a group of N-one
Thus no Triune God
Just no one
By Robin Gruzs thirteenth stepster
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"How lovely is the hand of God that soothes the rough road man has trod" (from-Beside Still Waters-A Book by Raymond B. Walker)
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