Just an ordinary woman… slipping away…
They offered Them
salvation.
Spoke of sins
They never knew of.
Told stories
of forgiveness.
Sang songs
of peace and love.
Presented promises
of happiness,
comfort,
eternal life.
Then, They sent Them
strait to Hell.
As if that were
Their call.
~ smj
I burn, by The Toadies
O–a hit! A direct HIT! Hi.
This part of poetry for course? How was it received?
haha…. well…. it was an attempt to write something to submit this week. Not sure now, if I should use this, or the latest “Saving Jezebel”….
hi back! =)
Oh…now this has a real bite to it…well done.
thanks Charles… I was going for that bite…. so, glad to know you felt some teeth. ;)
Sounds like my mother.
ha. yours too, huh? are you my long lost brother? ;)
Bravo!
thank you thank you =)
