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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=340762" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Second Fall From Grace</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A priest was strolling in a glorious<br>Garden next to a church cemetery.<br>Deep into daily prayers his serious<br>Reflection had ceased funereally.<br>From behind a blackberry bush a man<br>In agonizing pain pled for his help.<br>Bloodied, near death he desperately scanned<br>This holy face and said, “you and me dwelt<br>In the same house for many, many years<br>Together. Please tend to my wounds. I must<br>Not die else many things will disappear<br>With me.” Sir! You think you know me I trust<br>But I don’t recognize you, in good faith.<br>“That’s of no consequence, we are soul mates.”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sir, I do not understand. What’s your name? <br>“First, look into my eyes, what do you see? ”<br>The priest peered into them. I see ill fame<br>“Correct! What else? ” To a higher degree<br>I see treachery, deceit and falsehood<br>“ True! I am their inspiration, each sin.<br>I represent all that is deemed not good<br>The name I go by today is Satan.”<br>What! Prince of darkness, the living devil<br>The infamous enemy of my god? <br>“The one and only my dear friend, evil<br>Incarnate, this face is just a facade.”<br>I’ll not treat your wounds that would ease the pain.<br>Oh, but you must holy man. I’ll explain.”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">“That church and altar, your Sunday sermons<br>Were built, celebrated and orated<br>Because of me. Every man and woman<br>On this earth that was ever created<br>Knows and fears me due to people like you.<br>Their lives were and are shaped by your design.<br>If I die, sin will also perish. Who<br>Would have need of your shrines<br>If I did not exist? Now look beyond<br>Your purpose for living, poor holy man.<br>Do you wish to sever the unique bond<br>Between you and me, abandon humans<br>Or treat my wounds so that I may still thrive? ”<br>Dejected he chose keeping him alive.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Albert+Ahearn">Albert Ahearn</a><div class=q>
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