Recant
A prison cell,
bread and
butter,
conditions
intended
to break prophet
down
recant his words
speed false peace.
Did not waver.
Knew to utter
false hope
a greater
dungeon
forging
spiritual
captivity.
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Friday, February 21, 2014Recant: Faith Seeds: Prayers and Poetry
Recant
A prison cell,
bread and
butter,
conditions
intended
to break prophet
down
recant his words
speed false peace.
Did not waver.
Knew to utter
false hope
a greater
dungeon
forging
spiritual
captivity.
Labels:
Faith Seeds,
hope,
Poetry,
Prophet Micaiah,
Recant,
Truth
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