Poetry

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Church III

A figure appeared at the back of the church.
A spiritual seeker,
Homeless in heart,
Lonely,
An impassioned believer who has given their all for Christ.
Great was the earthly price
But not to compare to what is in store for this heavenly heir.
Emotionally desitute,
Heart tattered,
Full of worry,
Grief,
Condemnation,
And emotionally agaonized by the enemies lies.

It is this believer whose heart is gloomy with despair.
But because their look is well groomed.
No questions are asked.
No one sees the need of their soul,
The desparateness in their eyes.
So no truth, hope, or love is given.
And their heart continues to weep a silent cry
Because of the enemies condemnation and lies.

Which church am I?

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