What is this time of year?
Another round the path
Of fear in which we move
And have our being
Believing we will stop
Our thieving and lying to
Ourselves and others
Justifying grace
Condemning neighbors
To the dust which cries
Out in agony why we
Must look deep within
This life of sin in which
Our souls long for the
Time which rolls so slowly
In our deprivation holding
Out for hope of Christ's
Redemption.
Jim Hime ©2012
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