>The Call


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 Slowly I scanned the congregation
The aura was of medieval sanction
I saw this statuesque face
It’s a replica of the Madonna
God’s wonderful work.
My sermon trailed off
Rare beauty carried me off
Human beauty tempts.
She was the Delilah of Samson
She made me a sinner
She made me a winner
I became a breadwinner
She became ma’ diviner.
The call I never recall
Long gone and done
Never again to be alone
But be as two in one.
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