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there is an evil on the other side of the street – it crawls in the corners of your eyes when you sleep and it stays in the crevices between your hips every waking hour; would you do it like a child? would you go up like exposure wires when he asks you to? it does not corrupt: this evil is much smaller and paler than that –\u00a0deliver us from evil, oh father –\u00a0<\/em>an evil that festers like a wound, an evil that burrows like a \u00a0graveyard, an evil that unties everything that\u2019s left of you – the LORD God banished him from the Garden of Eden to work the ground from which he had been taken<\/em> – do not name that which you shouldn\u2019t, do not try to blame other people for your misery –\u00a0how do you pray?\u00a0<\/em>– do not question he who tells you what you need – this is how you worship, my child\u00a0<\/em>– do not wish for him to be sucked up in some unholy black hole – on your knees, my child – <\/em>your anger shall burn down what he has created only when it is time –\u00a0open your mouth – <\/em>do not believe in man-made retribution if it is not eternal, even if you wanted to –\u00a0Christ died for the dirty things you did –\u00a0<\/em>do not take his holy sword unto yourself –\u00a0 He will strike the earth with the rod of His mouth, And with the breath of His lips He will slay the wicked<\/em> – do not speak of blasphemous magic to protect yourself, do not call upon the old Gods – God loves his children<\/em>\u00a0– stay silent for all that is worthy –\u00a0God loves his children –\u00a0<\/em>all things good come upon those who wait my dear: rise up and walk. none of your bones are broken.
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there is an evil on the other side of the street – it crawls in the corners of your eyes when you sleep and it stays in the crevices between your hips every waking hour; would you do it like a child? would you go…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1244,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-47131","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/47131","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1244"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=47131"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/47131\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":59697,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/47131\/revisions\/59697"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=47131"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=47131"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=47131"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}