When language just demeans ones we should love we know that we we have lost our common sense, we leave the lost diminished without care, and hatred permeates the present tense.
And in this moment evil can be felt, while silence is an option to avoid, a voiceless church denies the life of Christ, as neighbours face an unremitting void.
© Andrew Pratt 12/3/2023
I feel you have written this in light of the illegal immigration bill. It is a very beautiful poem and I wondered whether you would allow me to forward it to social media? Naturally all credit would be given to you.
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