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I can hear the Church bells ringing
For this Easter Holy Day,
Gently on my mind,
Which is roving far away.
I am thinking of the many faced God,
That God of so Many Names
In whose apparent worship are committed
So many acts of hate and shame.
How can a God of Love
Be so abused
How can a gospel of love
Be so ill used.
I try to live the words of the Carpenter,
Though I so often try and fail,
For I am only human
And humanity is somewhat frail:
But I cannot hide my despair,
My intense sense of shame
At the horrors and atrocities perpetrated
Supposedly, for the God of Many Names.

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