I have seen you on the prayer mat
Bowing down to our God
Yet learnt you lie so blatantly
In total disregard
Of what’s true, and what did happen
The truth between us all
You forget the angels writing
Of what did befall
Your hatred, and maliciousness
Severed the ties that held us close
They are shredded, and beyond repair
With wickedness you pose
Lies, and deceit spread their poison forever
With broken spirit I won’t trust
The likes of you never
(Sheen)
I wrote this poem a year, or two earlier, but have forgotten the date. I had posted it on my blog.
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Broken
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