The Poor Exclusion
WHen the Poor are turned away from every door
and lasting curses have been flung not upon
the persons who were in charge of me
but mostly just at what has been done to me
the judgement will soon come.
The very bricks of all the institutions
of the Societys Of Men,
and all the churches of the Lord;
will just crumble into dust,
and the bread that you have saved,
OH Preacher will not save thee.
This is called the Poor exclusion.
You have excluded me says the LORD,
when you have done it to even one
of the least of these, thats me.
When a homeless person tells you he is poor,
try not to run him away from the front door.
The Poor can eat with ME,
inside they Heaven,
while the Churches of the Wicked turn to mud.
When are we supposed to Pray and say to Jesus
We Are GOD.
The answers never.
The Poor are excluded from every synagog
and worthless building.
What have you done.
OH Preacher.

Charles Hice

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