It hurt Jesus to love us
It hurt Him
The days have not been changed
Men are still the same
And why will you not be hurt
When you are next to God?
No, our ancestor did not teach us
Not to be atheist
Rather in our pedigree
We take pride in
To assault the great in glee
Once they too
When Jesus was crucified.
We are not shameful
To hurt you Sir,
We can't ever judge
Who is God and who is not!
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