The old man pulled down my head
and whispered….
Listen my son,
listen carefully,
for this is what is all about
And this is,
what you cannot,
live without
Sin is the undergrowth,
and the saprophyte,
which feed upon life
And guilt is the fire,
which cleanses the sin,
and cuts with a sharp knife
Sin is the seed,
sprayed forth from the loins
of the terrible angel Azazel
And guilt is the solace,
flowing from the eyes
of the kind angel Gabriel
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Ah, so true. But He loves to see it every day, enjoying the good fight, where every loss is more cherished than many a victories.
Very well said and spoken like a true man of God