Get burned or baptized.
Grab one.
Sirach the warrior-
tough-as-a-hickory-stick
-with-studs-
prophet
offers a choice,
actually, a command:
choose life.
But, this life
he wants you to choose
is no stroll in the garden.
It has God’s teeth sunk in it.
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