In The Name Of God Poem by John Thorkild Ellison

In The Name Of God



It has to be said
The streets are littered with our dead:
They talked and laughed
And then they bled,
The streets are littered with our dead.

All in the name of the Godhead.

It has to be said,
They talked and laughed
And now they're dead.

The streets are littered with our dead.

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