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Jesus (Free verse) by Dovina

(Reflections After Reading The New Testament) At the moment of death He had no doubt, “It is finished” Poem complete. His supporters, Poem in hand, Twisted words, Jumbled letters, Canonized, dogmatized. Until those letters spell evil As clearly as good, While He remains The righteous King.

horus8 12-Nov-04/12:23 PM
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