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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=576067" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Dying God</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=576067" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">What is this god we behold? <br>His worship; Justice, in awe we hold.<br>With almighty hand he rules, weighbridge firmly held, <br>On which each soul is gauged.<br>The acted, the spoken, the thought.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=576067" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I understand not, what he entails, <br>If god he is, he surely should know<br>An icon abused, a resolve beaten, <br>a title tarnished, a god defiled; <br>Is all I see, of a god once boundless.<br>Your enemy dear god, is winning. <br>A giant hand lingers around me, with black harsh skin and murky long nails, <br>It presses against my nose, and i wheeze, <br>“god of justice, are you blind to see? <br>almighty hand with a weighbridge held, are you there to save? <br>Articulate silence replies.<br>A smell of futility, a touch of anger, a rhythm of resentment, a taste of revenge, <br>A heart too heavy, to wait for a dying god.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Nancy+Ilamwenya">Nancy Ilamwenya</a></strong></div>

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