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ON THE WORK

ON THE WORK

That's how a religious sect describes its actions,
when they're knocking on doors with their missions,
spreading God's word - relieving all of your pain,
no mention on how we stop the war in Ukraine.

No mention on many things - just pushed aside,
all will be revealed probably after we've just died;
too late, a never ending spiral been programmed,
they're used to rebuffs when the door is slammed.

Perhaps 'woke' became 'Awake' with God's power,
of course we can see now, all along the 'Watchtower';
they don't believe in blood transfusions, just a pity -
a few died off when off when it came to nitty gritty.

Only those baptised stand any chance of  saving,
Jesus should feed Gaza - no one else will bring.    

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sparrowsong

Hello Terry...

Did you hear the conversation with Zelenksy and President Trump?

Zelenksy  said if there's no war there's no funding...

That's why he won't stop the War...

​​​​​​The Protesters aren't innocent...

It's all up to Jesus?

We have no responsibilities?

Let me know how that works out...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

sparrowsong Ice Queen 

XO :)
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Terry Reeves

Hi Sparrow,
Jesus will give you a medal
for being an Ice Queen!
Love,
Terry.
xxo :l

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Terry Reeves

Hi Shamina,
Thanks so much,
Love,
Terry.
xxo :)

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