He preaches eternal life Yet his eyes are dark and sunken He preaches happiness Yet frown lines dig trenches into his Pompous, white skin He is ignorant of the pain Providing sermon, not comfort Citing teardrops and rain Eyes look away Measuring swirls in the carpet Anger, resentment, contempt Right words? Wrong time Wrong place
When I close my eyes And tune you in I sob your sorrow I sense your sin Floating poetry With words unspoken A thundering soul Heartbroken
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