Pulpit filled with evil
Congregation of liers and sinners
An hour and a half with a growing entrepreneur
Sunday becoming the new Monday
Lock up your humanity and open them pockets
It's harvest time and you all seem right for the picking
Am sure your child can go another day without food
Our pastor has him in his range rover fueled prayers
I pray for longer sustainance
As we fight to maintain our faith
I hope for justice for the ones with nobody to offer it
I listen to sad music as I write this speech
At this point there is no where left to hide
This spiritual split grows by the day
With nothing left to hang on
We sail this uncertain waters with all but love in our hearts
We sing sweet lullaby to the young hoping to keep the memories alive
Everyday we grow in life knowing you still watching
Even in this times of dark
We maintain our sacrifice
True
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DeleteWee davie karibu uku 😂😂haha....powerfull as always
ReplyDeleteTalib na devie thanks for reading
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