Without religion,
where would we hide
What would be our reason,
could souls justify
What would excuse the killing,
cleaning deaths stain away
What would forgive tomorrow,
for the sins of today
Without preaching dogmatic,
what weight to our words
While unbaptized inside us,
—awaits the true Lord
(Villanova Pennsylvania: November,2016)
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