SINNERS, by Rodney Siler

Baptised in the streets, forehead anointed with gin.
Redemption comes with a price and it resurrected in sin.
Salvage through the pain, earth bound desired.
Screaming hallelujah with my soul on fire.
Blood stained sheets and your innocents gone.
Bound to this world, but I’m spiritually strong.
Mama was the queen when daddy wasn’t there.
Denounced by the son because life isn’t fair.
Knees bent to worship, what a pitiful act.
Two hail Mary’s with my pride intact.
Betrayal of the past, finding my peace.
Enslaved by circumstance, like sacrificial sheep.

DOC #312-375

Categories: poems, religion, Rodney Siler

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