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The Devils Discord

When darkness falls, when night prevails And moonlight alone, walks with me Will Faith go astray, or will God lead the way In the Den of the Holy See Will these strangest of times that we live in Lead to unwritten laws that do harm Will greed and the needs of the elitest few Lead to comfort in Gods open arms When death rears its head and ugliness shows When apostolic flame can’t incite. Priests wielding pistols, holy water within Two metres away, practice Rites Our Faith dies a death, once it’s needed Creates a new ordered zeitgeist Though we serve at the altar and eat of the flesh And drink of the blood of Christ Science demands to be proven What the scientists fail to believe Takes God from the lips of the peoples Implantation of doubt in ‘Gods Seed’ Social media induced, arguments dispel A World that is lost in discord The Church doors are closed in the faces of those Who have served in the name of the Lord When nothing remains, but your Faith You instinctively know what is right Sympathy for the devil, overrules all the rules Angels doubt! In the midst of the fight When all that is left is all that is needed When no reason nor logic remain Exalted on high in the Devils discord Then nowt but your Faith shall remain!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




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Date: 2/15/2021 12:08:00 PM
A pleasure to find your beautiful poem published in the 2020 PS Anthology, Peter~
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Peter Walsh
Date: 4/2/2021 3:23:00 AM
Thank you kindly Line. . . Havent been on PSoup for a bit Life seems busier than usual these days . . . Will have time to read your poems later Thanks again always nice to hear a compliment lll

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