That Who Sins

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    That Who Sins

    Blood shed will increase, hate will dwell. The heart ache will rage and pain will swell. Love will be desolate and empty.While wisdom will be lost. Knowledge will be sought, but not found. The sinners peace will be chaotic. Joy will be turned to sorrow, while happiness will be no more. The sin of man will never change but forever be led through a path of darkness.

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    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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