Petes Poetry
Anti Christ Anti persecution Anti discrimination
How stupidly brave the man.
Who brandish crossbow and sword.
As he slaughters his fellow man and land.
All at the orders of his lord.
Lord Jesus Christ of course.
But only saved by his armour and horse.
Only he know the conscience he bears.
His heart hidden by the accolades he wears.
But god knows all.
To kill in the name of a saint.
Doesn't always make you so.
No need to kill and brawl.
The sculpture is draped in blood red paint.
They it's rivers of wine that flow.????
Pete.
Who brandish crossbow and sword.
As he slaughters his fellow man and land.
All at the orders of his lord.
Lord Jesus Christ of course.
But only saved by his armour and horse.
Only he know the conscience he bears.
His heart hidden by the accolades he wears.
But god knows all.
To kill in the name of a saint.
Doesn't always make you so.
No need to kill and brawl.
The sculpture is draped in blood red paint.
They it's rivers of wine that flow.????
Pete.
