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Church Hell's Ringing (Poem)

Discouraged by the tales I could tell With sparks of memories lighting fuse to these bombshells

We diligently stand pouring our hearts out for her ringing Church bells While in the background we’re engulfed by the truth of this church Hell

How is it that the snake lost its power when his feet were removed And yet we’re in the presence of power with what these snakes have consumed?

What’s supposed to be the very thing that one’s heart should approve  Has brought pain towards the ecclesia, something that shouldn’t be bruised 

What’s sad is our reactions must be holier than thou Because the response must be mature to raise awareness, not eyebrows 

Listen carefully brothers and sisters, to these words that I tell So that one day your experience with the Church is not Hell

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