Come SundayA Poem by Frank F. AtanacioFrom the Last Days Collection
Come Sunday
" Father, I have sinned, forgive me."
Paying twenty dollars for a ten dollar w***e, in a broken down motel room, he closed the door.
Honorable acts went out the window, woman on her back, with no love in the heart, just collecting her pay for doing her part.
Come Sunday, the Lord's time he gave for rest, no worries today, he has my back...
" Father, forgive me again, for I have sinned...." © 2009 Frank F. Atanacio |
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Added on January 5, 2009 AuthorFrank F. AtanacioShelton, CTAboutI'm a fun-loving person who loves sports, baseball, and football, and enjoy writing I love writing my Nick PT Barnum Mystery Novels... New One Out Now When The Kingdom Comes God Will Understand.. Che.. more..Writing
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