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Ode to a Cross
Ode to a Cross
By: Adam M. Snow
Made from an old dogwood tree,
betrayed for all the world to see.
With three nails upon the cross,
Satan bows his head emboss.
The blood drips, staining splinters,
pours out upon all ranters.
Your arms stretched wide, your feet bounded,
all's frozen, the thunder sounded.
To the heavens you cried out,
praying for all of us no doubt.
Stained by blood is that old tree,
you were hung and died for me.
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