THE WAIL OF A FRUSTRATED SOUL: "OH MR DOORMAN, I KNOCK"
Oh Mr Doorman,

Oh ye dreadful
Deliverer and destroyer of souls,
Ye wandereth to and fro
Without leaving your post.

Ye are everywhere,
But nowhere
Near those who need
Freedom for their souls.

Constantly opening the doors
Of Life and Death
To those who seek it not,
Ignoring those who beckon your service.

Oh Mr Doorman,
Men wail at the sound of thy name.
For fear of thy profane power,
They dubbed thee insane.

I knock; oh Mr Doorman,
Seeking the peace at the other side.
Open up at thy own accord
For I fear I might break the door
And end up at the wrong side.
Take me where peace lies
For my soul lusteth release".


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