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The Demonic Saint Who Laughs at Your Demise

You pray so hard
But only for your enemies to die
You smile at her
Only to stab her and lie

You get married
Then cheat every weekend
Help others
Only for the fame

Why expect kindness
From people you step on?
Why ask for forgiveness
If you can’t do it yourself?

Isn’t it ironic?
Don’t you think?

In response to today’s Daily Prompt: 10,000 spoons

Weekly Photo Challenge – Between

…between the sand and stone, could you make it on your own?

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Could you make it on your own?

 

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Worldly Encounters: John Mayer’s Belief

The friendly, English-speaking extraterrestrial you run into outside your house is asking you to recommend the one book, movie or song that explains what human beings are all about. What do you pick?

Daily Post

This:

The lyrics says it all, really:
Is there anyone who ever remembers
Changing their mind
From the paint on a sign?
Is there anyone who really recalls
Ever breaking rank at all
For something someone yelled real loud
One time

Oh, everyone believes
In how they think it ought to be
Oh, everyone believes
And they’re not going easily

Belief is a beautiful armor
But makes for the heaviest sword
Like punching under water
You never can hit who you’re trying for

Some need the exhibition
And some have to know they tried
It’s the chemical weapon
For the war that’s raging on inside

Oh, everyone believes
From emptiness to everything
Oh, everyone believes
And no one’s going quietly

We’re never gonna win the world
We’re never gonna stop the war
We’re never gonna beat this if belief is what we’re fighting for

(Is there anyone who you can remember
Who ever surrendered
With their life on the line?)

We’re never gonna win the world

We’re never gonna stop the war
We’re never gonna beat this if belief is what we’re fighting for

What puts a hundred thousand children in the sand?
Belief can
Belief can
What puts the folded flag inside his mother’s hand?
Belief can
Belief can

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