Our heart and soul our simple trust
With no accountability
It ruled in its verbosity
Twisted WORD misunderstood
And good turns evil and evil good
Using “submission” (a
voluntary state of meekness)
As enslaver’s chain
And “accountability” (to
be an open book)
For personal reign
WORDsmiths groan in painful measure
As the WORD is robbed of intrinsic treasure
And the sweetest SPIRIT is quenched once more
While HE THE WORD waits at the door
For if in wresting it was defiled
Let it now be reconciled
Let ears be opened and HIS heart be heard
And let us now redeem the WORD
Harrison Burns
(Turn of the
century Christian poet)
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