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What have you done with my commands?
How have you used the labors of your hands?
I said to spread the seed
Giving up all for those in need
Giving bread to the weak and poor
But all you have done is built a store
What have you done with my commands?
With all the killing and war upon the sands?
I said to clothe the homeless
Giving up all pride and selfishness
But all you do is sit and wait
Saying nothing as they knock on devils gate
What have you done with my commands?
With the death and hunger in distant lands?
I said to go
Even if you have nothing to show
But you expect gifts and pretty cake
Oh how I pray that you wake
-Evan Bolton
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