I Hung On That Cross
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James McLain
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i hang on that cross,
and you did you know.
and feebly i show
as you drug me there
i showed them all
even you and you
before and above
level was the post
you dug and planted
that i hang from
and secretly
i hear the hemmers
and the whispers
and i feel
all the outstretched hands
as they search
for redemption all knowing
the big fat and all the juicy
as before me looking down
at all those hands
and still they choose
too keep there faces covered
as they walk past, looking up
beneath me...
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