Sep 30, 2018

Woe woe woe there....

The Dark Beatitudes

Woe unto the proud of heart,
for a great fall awaits them. 

Woe unto the glib of soul,
for they can only be comfortably numb.

Woe unto the greedy graspers,
for they shall end up empty...
Woe unto those content with injustice,
for the kingdom of God will disturb them


Woe unto the cruel,
for what goes around comes around.

Woe unto the corrupt of heart,
for they fail to perceive God..
Woe unto the warmongers,
for they shall be called children of the devil.


Woe unto those privileged by injustice,
for their world is coming to an end.
Woe unto those privileged by injustice,

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That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"