Retribution - Poem by Josiah Decker
Blissfully sit at the end of thee
Holding hands with me and your sanity
We'll watch the clouds and time pass by
Tempting the spiteful fates while playing with Death
Making out with Father Time
Aborting Baby Jesus
We're playing with the Holy Fire as it screams, 'I will have my revenge! '
Well the skies are turning black
There's a strong wind in the air
So we pray, not forgiveness,
Not for divine intervention,
But to send a warning: WE WILL NOT LOSE!
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