Grey

Cucumber Lodge

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Alien our seed they say,
Contradicting God who said,
He formed man from earth one day,
Breathed his soul into his head.

Their father is an absentee,
A dead beat dad they’re painting grey.
Our Father died to set men free
Conquered death and rose that day.

Their mother’s nature as revealed,
With poles they pay her adulation
Our mother, we His bride, the church,
One body, every tongue and nation.

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