by the "Faith" that we follow
but by the "Cause" that we fight for.
Our deeds are
the seeds that we sow,
the plants that we grow,
the fruits that we reap,
partake to enjoy or suffer.
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Unless offered to God,
our deeds enslave and
bind us to life in chain.
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Without deeds or action,
truth is a lie, love but a word,
faith an abandoned dying cause,
an order that no one follow.
Let deeds be our prayers:
the flowers, fruits and water
that we offer in every moment
daily to the altar of sacrifice.
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AK3:13am; Mon10-9-2017
Let deeds by the words of your prayer.
Poetry is action put into words, w/o deeds,
Without substance, although it may rhyme,
It is only a bunch of words.
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