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Tug-of-war.

A world I don’t understand,
A world that is different to mine,
A world that is spinning,
In another dimension of time,

Realities vastly different,
One yearning for escape,
Blasting those who are different,
He’s blasting them as an escape.

The horrible spew that comes from their mouths,
Teeming and torturous, horrendous hopes,
Blasting from their mouths like their best well wishes,
While they wish those different to sleep with the fishes.

The other side calls,
The other side yearns,
To be understood,
And to be heard.

To work beside, and not beneath,
Those who are hurting, those that are spiritually weak,
Drive out that evil,
No room in this garden,
For I’ve got to keep my head on level.

And so it is here I end with a prayer,
For you, me and anyone there.
I pray Dear father in heaven,
Show your face to those who cause disconcert,
Change the heart of that man lead servant.
I pray Lord here, hear me now,
As I lay my heart down, on the ground,
Forgive my shortcomings today,
And I pray that things will be done your way.

In Jesus name, amen.

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