The Margins
I live on the margins
Pushed out to the edges
By those who respected me once
I am heavily invested
Unable to leave
Still believe in all things orthodox
I call into question
The times we’re unbending
And dogma is held from above
And I’ll pick at the scabs
Of our unhealing wounds
But know that I do it in love
For the worldview you share
Will never compare
With the majesty that can be seen
You cannot preach grace
With a heart filled with hate
For people will think you obscene
So come out to the margins
With the poor and the broken
And maybe you might find yourself

Thoughts
A blurred picture of Muse in 2010 at the Stade De France. One of the greatest live bands ever.
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