'My God! My God!'
'Why hast Thou forsaken me?!'
'Why hast Thou forsaken me?!'
Pleas from God's beloved
throughout the epochs
dying on our streets.
The cries shatter my heart,
drive stakes into His palms,
darken the sky and our souls.
'My God! My God!'
'We have forsaken Thee!'
Our bodies ravaged by pestilence born of opulence.
Our minds soured by tales penned to betray us.
Our voices strangled by vitriol and malice.
Our souls ravaged by fear turned hate.
We fall prostrate before You,
pleading for forgiveness,
aching for the grace
that only You
can bestow
pleading for forgiveness,
aching for the grace
that only You
can bestow
upon us.
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