blindnessA Poem by annie leesplintered apart, we are blind to our origins.
while we squabble and fuss, while we hurl epithets and curses at one another, while we each claim our God to be supreme, and whitewash our sins against one another, I imagine He’s somewhere sighing with resignation, and he longs to tell everyone “I am the One who fits all.” © 2013 annie leeReviews
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