Jared Jones


Hands


Blessed by the divine
They are used to bring hope to the masses
In the dark
They are used to craft nightmares that endure the years
Dipped in water, blessed by the One True God
They grant access to keys
That fit the gate to the Sacred Kingdom
Like latex, blood falls off the hands blessed
They grant a deaf ear to the cries of the innocent
The ones that refused to bend their knee to a God unexplained
The hands of the blessed suffer not the punishment
The punishment that non-nonbelievers would suffer
All saved by the One True God
Their actions made in the mind
Of sacred, blessed souls

Submitted: Monday, April 22, 2013
Edited: Friday, September 27, 2013

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