Saturday, November 28, 2020

pardon Us

In our own wisdom
Is our prejudice
In our own understanding
Is our Faultiness
Dear Lord, Pardon Us.

Our pride, is the tide
Our self gratification, the lame ride
Pursuits for greatness, the hanging vide 
Extreme pressure and leisure, the crushing side
Dear Lord, Pardon Us.

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