Winepress

I am tired of this
Tired of being ignored
Despite the self sacrifice
They do not understand
Those who now sit
In those lofty places
While the lowly are trampled
Now they will indeed be cast down
And the lowly take their place

How else can this come to be
Than to blast the lights out of your days
For the lofty to not listen
To the ones they tread upon
Now We will tread on the winepress of wrath

Come, be at peace, the Lord is always with you
Repent and believe
Amen

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