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The Beggar’s Cross

Do begging bowls burden bear?
Or the cross of the SON
The staggering carried the CROSS
Begging bowls stagger to carry.
The CROSS fell to rise again
Begging bowls fall never to rise.
HIS blood they saved to
Respect its HOLY service
NO holy thought the bowls save.
Prayers embalm the resurrected SON
No smile or tear for begging bowls
Resurrected blood saved more
Than living blood.
Holes in empty bowls,
In empty heads or empty hearts,
That hails the unreal dead, fail the real living.

Anusha U R
16 Yrs

3 comments:

  1. lady am your friend at booker banquet, but then don't get us sued for libel. 16 year old head reels my head now.

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  2. me friend whatever. that banquet you always narrated about gauls and wild boars...ha ha ...

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  3. Friend in need is a friend indeed.

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