The Poor Exclusion <br />WHen the Poor are turned away from every door <br />and lasting curses have been flung not upon <br />the persons who were in charge of me <br />but mostly just at what has been done to me <br />the judgement will soon come. <br />The very bricks of all the institutions <br />of the Societys Of Men, <br />and all the churches of the Lord; <br />will just crumble into dust, <br />and the bread that you have saved, <br />OH Preacher will not save thee. <br />This is called the Poor exclusion. <br />You have excluded me says the LORD, <br />when you have done it to even one <br />of the least of these, thats me. <br />When a homeless person tells you he is poor, <br />try not to run him away from the front door. <br />The Poor can eat with ME, <br />inside they Heaven, <br />while the Churches of the Wicked turn to mud. <br />When are we supposed to Pray and say to Jesus <br />We Are GOD. <br />The answers never. <br />The Poor are excluded from every synagog <br />and worthless building. <br />What have you done. <br />OH Preacher.<br /><br />Charles Hice<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-poor-exclusion/
