Grimness and the Sermon

Permit the predator retain his grimness and the sermon’s be of truth, peace and Love, edges honed of shrapnel, thinned of pride. I must walk barefaced in front of cruelty, tremble not at its weapons. Be alive! Bravery raps at the gate.

© 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark and Michelle Prime


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