Psalm 109
I love them with the love of Jesus
Yet hatred is what they return
They refuse to turn away from evil
They embrace the fact that they will burn
They clothe themselves with curses
And darkness fills their hearts
Every word's a poisoned barb
And they shoot them on their fiery darts
In their lives they show no mercy
And the poor man they despise
They even slay the broken hearted
And the fatherless is nothing in their eyes
They destroy themselves from deep within
And darkness consumes their souls
They destroy everyone around them
And their own desires their only goal
poem by Frank McEleny
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