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by qawsee Mar 12, 2009 category : Life, society / faith, religion
From birth, we kneel before the loving lord who marks his son with a cross From school we stand and sing praise to the almighty, perfect being who for some reason demands it At teen I look, watch and wait to see the `Lord` and hold his hand but i cannot see him, I am not in His Cradle but instead the Cradle of a False God