The Chosen Poem by Jennifer Rosario

The Chosen



I wish you would take the
hands of all your children
and line them in a row
I wish that neither creed nor religion
would burry them on the low
and every small child
could see your glory enthroned
And not one created being
would wander from eternity's home.

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