21th Century Christain - Poem by bradley cox
A knock at the door hide your wallets,
2 gentlemen ask if i attend a church?
Isay i have no time close the door and
back to tv.
We only pray at thanksgiving and christains
only time for church is easter sunday.
Friday night i had a drunken crash.
almost dead lucky me.everyone on their
knees praying hard for me.
Pastor comes and prays for me.
I get released no more prayer needed
until the next time something happens.
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