Dangers like strangers abound,
Some are like no sound.
Only God knows what's all around.
By the devil's aspect
Sin can infect,
I should inspect.
Oh, Jesus the Son
If I sin, don't I have a conscience,
Pulling me down like a ton?
I hope to be the solution,
Not the problem,
Or the pollution.
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The Hour Has Come
PoetryA Catholic poem or poems in each chapter. I was inspired by God.