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Murmering
A wise father came to me
because of a family tragedy.
He told of contention and strife
That won his children and stole his wife.
He thought he was a firm defender,
But found himself a prime contender.
The loss of precious souls
Had never been one of his goals.
But choices made bring consequences.
He admitted he had poor defenses.
The author of lies had won a round.
The loss was deep and so profound.
For gossip and unrighteous choices
Gave birth to those discordant voices.
What kind of battles do you fight?
Do your battles fill the night?
Will virtue finally win the fray?
It’s what I pray for anyway!
