Our Sins! - Poem by Eric Cockrell
Jesus died for our sins
in Vietnam, Iraq, and Afghanistan....
Judas ran for office,
and they cut down whole forests
to make more crosses!
Christian got a purple heart,
came home jobless and homeless.
but no fear, no tears,
the next front will be here!
salvation wrapped in oppression!
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