Voices (Dickson Nocturne)

Awful cacophony
Of voices competing:
God of my praise,
Do not turn a deaf ear.
The wicked scowl and sneer,
Their evil has no peer,
God of my praise.
Give them their sentence just:
Let all their wealth be dust.
My cries I raise:
I sing to whom I trust,
God of my praise.

8-10-2015

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