Poem 2
Here is the second poem in my series of religious/spiritual type poems...the bulk of this was written during some religion class in college.
Come, we'll go and see the preacher
Standing on the ocean shore
See him back into the water
Now we'll hear him nevermore
See the bubble of his breathing from the waters underneath
Hear the gurgle of his screaming as he sinks into the deep
Shortly sharks will go to meet him
Watch them move in for the kill
Gentle jaws have gone to greet him
Red and righteous blood to spill
Come, we'll go and see the preacher
Standing on the ocean shore
See him back into the water
Now we'll hear him nevermore
See the bubble of his breathing from the waters underneath
Hear the gurgle of his screaming as he sinks into the deep
Shortly sharks will go to meet him
Watch them move in for the kill
Gentle jaws have gone to greet him
Red and righteous blood to spill
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