To A Christian.

Abandoned and forgotten,

your own wounds left to mend.

Cast out and forsaken,

to find and face your end.

The message is rejected,

by eyes that cannot see.

And by ears that cannot hear,

the word that sets them free.

They spat at you for preaching,

those words that doth offend.

And then they left you all alone,

without kind word or friend.

They did not want to hear,

of morals and of debt.

They did not want to face,

that other worldly fret.

You stand alone in hatred,

and they offer no defense.

You stand alone berated,

for scriptures great offense.

And all the world around you,

accosts you with it's wrath.

Long is the way to heaven,

and narrow is the path.

-BlackFox (-insert short post comment here-)

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