The Missionary

you travel round the world
because God sent you.
told you to minister
to the people
who don’t have a clue what they’re doing
those are the people who don’t know what is going on
‘why are these people
killing the air in which you punch, shoulders blowing as you
violently speak the truth that you know
that you and the people you talk to know
so tell it like it really is and

by Clare Ruppert

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