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Thursday, August 26, 2010

Bless Me Father

Bless me father, for I have sinned.
I have never been to confession.
Today is the last day of my life.
and I fear my soul is no longer
in God's possession.
'What have you done my child? '
asks he,
And I respond with a heavy sigh.
Too many things father,
Too much of my soul has died.
I have envied the life of another.
I have cause intentional pain to a life.
I have helped another to sin.
I have caused unbearable pain and strife.
I have loved one who I cannot.
I have found too much pleasure in pain.
I have made too many deals with the devil.
To which there is nothing for me to gain.
Bless me father for I have sinned.
I do not want to suffer in hell.
Thirty 'Holy Mary's'
says he,
but your soul is still doomed,
my child.
You're caught in Satan's spell.
Katherine H. Belle
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