We are covering up There is no cause to be Extricated from our sins We were not encouraged But no one brought their foot down And now we play victims Even though we know we Were violating the precepts We will pau an outrageous price Unless there is intercession Did the creator select us as The chosen people or did We assume too much. It is Now for we, the sinners, to Seek some kind of reconciliation It is easy to ride the glory train But when we get off we see Only dark clouds and begin To tremble until we are fortunate Enough to realize that the creator Sent His only son to spill His blood For our salvation; otherwise we Will just be one of the buried dead The Son died for our sins And asked us to drink His blood In rembrance of Him. If we Can do this we will have a Place in His Father’s house We are lucky souls to Understand this and then Devote ourselves to Him Stanski April 5, 2022, ^