Believer

They locked me up
For what
Doing the Lords work
They
My chosen
Needed
I took
They
Fought back
I killed them
As the Lord taught
On a smaller scale of course
It was just a house
Not a nation
I am but one of his children
Apparently
He tells me all these things
Courtesy of his preachers
So is what I did wrong
God was the exemplar
Oh well
If I am wrong
There is no avoidance now anyway
The epidemic is already in motion
Seems I learnt well Gods lesson

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