Mon. Nov 28th, 2022

Written by Ken Carman

Every day
I walk his walk
I hear the screams
Though no one’s there

Crosses tower
Shaded by the shadows
Of the condemned
Though Calvary is bare

I have seen
Where his children have gone
And I am afraid

Centuries spin
Through rivers of sin
Oceans
Of spent human blood

Even a murderer like me
Sees
We murder him
Again and again

We can wash
But hands
Will never come clean

Before God
Humanity should fear itself
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Copyright 2010
Ken Carman
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