Paul Mills Poems

How many lives have you cursed?
Mother of sin and shame
By your choice to disobey
All have shared in your blame
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Vanished forever ye mighty ones
Cursed were you seven hill of torment
Brought forth the butcheries of mankind
Innately deep from ancient descent
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Running her mouth so fast and furious
Making it sound so harsh and serious
Wagging her tongue with all her might
When it comes down to it not much smite
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What dreadful sin have I sweet Jesus
That you now turn your back to me
How have I offended thee O’Lord
In my worst strife this is to be
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Be not spiteful of their way
Toll swiftly O’Ye hesitant chime
Quickness please with strike and ring
Hastily pass by this lonely time
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Where mommy did daddy up and go
Why can’t he be here to play with me?
Kissing and then holding me so tight
And bouncing me up high on his knee
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Befall augment of swirling mist
Belied dim light perforate through
Dense Shadows dash to and for
Sudden loom from darken hue
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O' Lord why is the devil smiling at me?
This should befall me and I must reap
Haven't I came to your house near regular
Now to recall that debt from you I seek
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Quivering this cold and bitter night
Weary weakness and lose of might
Trying desperately for one last look
One last wave to love ones in flight
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