if the Son makes you free
you will be free
indeed
why he did willingly bleed
keep us really free, jesus
only You, good friend -
we please
and you please us!
not humans
not religions
not that regressive, old fashioned
dead church
formal, boring
lurch to creaky lurch
like a mostly dead birch
pretty white on the outside -
but dead inside -
give us new green wood!
and useful fruit
from us, your soil
your dirt
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