Florence G. Boman

(Sparta, Tennessee, USA)

The Master's Touch

Oh God! I am so sorry
For the shape the world is in,
Even though you gave your only son
To save our souls from sin.
It seems the world has gone crazy
Sins of the flesh their only goal
In exchange for one night of drugs and sex
They sell their precious souls,
Babies are aborted, without a second thought

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