Deliverance - Poem by Mark Heathcote
A great indifference
Is borne out of nothing?
Be my mine, be my forte
Be my journey into paradise
Take me to Jerusalem,
Be my holy city,
But don’t treat me with indifference
When, I’d much prefer your deliverance.
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