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One bad apple


Proverbs 14:30 

30 A sound heart is life to the body,
But envy is rottenness to the bones.

 

I should not pick on one apple ... there are more in that basket

Infecting all the others ... and there’s no way out

One rotten to the core ... can bring its inner being

To infect the whole lot … does anyone cry out?

 

Certain things are written ... never to be published,

Even though all satire … has not to be bad

It is really about purpose and not misleading others

Who would in their blindness strike out being mad

 

We’re being led to slaughter and should not be complaining

in this way we’ll possibly lead … others to our Savior

A small price to be paid ... for one to live forever

So peace and calm and grief become acceptable behavior

 

Jan Wienen

 

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