for p. m.
Ask me about this one, sometime.
For p.m.
Blessed are the innocent.
You couldn’t have known that we,
Whose acceptance you needed,
Only wanted a clown,
A court fool for our entertainment.
And you, who wanted so much
To be one of us
Couldn’t see that we
Were only using you.
Blessed are the ignorant.
The truth would have destroyed you.
A gathering of sinners
Needs a lamb for the sacrifice
To be propitiation for its sin.
And you, untouched by iniquity
Because sin was beyond your comprehension,
Were ours.
For p.m.
Blessed are the innocent.
You couldn’t have known that we,
Whose acceptance you needed,
Only wanted a clown,
A court fool for our entertainment.
And you, who wanted so much
To be one of us
Couldn’t see that we
Were only using you.
Blessed are the ignorant.
The truth would have destroyed you.
A gathering of sinners
Needs a lamb for the sacrifice
To be propitiation for its sin.
And you, untouched by iniquity
Because sin was beyond your comprehension,
Were ours.
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