My spirituality
Is a specialty
One of a kind
Amidst the lost to find

What I discovered is atrocious
Love that is bogus
Hidden under
Going asunder

So I stepped outside
To you did I confide
Now met with ignorance
Just the same as a lance

I am always hopeful
When things are dreadful
So take my hand
I’ll lead you to the Homeland

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