Sunday, February 5, 2012

My Found Poem - Jacob 7:26

the time passed away
     like as it were unto us
a dream,

we being a lonesome
     and a solemn
people,

wanderers

cast out from Jerusalem,
     born in tribulation,
          in a wilderness,
               and hated of our brethren,
which caused wars and contentions;

wherefore,
     we did mourn out our days.

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