Poem -

Sire

Sire

Slaves to our desires
A plan evil has conspired
Must escape from that fire
To be free is what I aspire
Forever flying higher
To run and never tire
But the situation is dire
So from my post I shan’t retire
I will preach till I expire
That faith in Jesus is required
Then salvation shall be acquired
He’ll save your soul from that pyre
Lifting you up out of that mire
So I write in order to inspire
Turn away from your sins and recognize Jesus Christ as your Sire

 

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