Kelsey Clark

Message To Believers

A dry tear runs down my cheek
To be seen my no one. You see,
They are all watching, like dumb-founded sheep
Some snickering and some listening, not making a peep.

This is what makes my cry.
He stands on a great pedestal, high
Above the crowd his wild hands fly.
Slapping God's face side to side.

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