Devine Failure..
So god is alive and wellso is the devil,you and I are gods
people,trying to live life for gold
strong gold fill crown to fill our
castle and live forever..
But yesterday you greet me with
close fist,and ask of me to fornicate
with you,for your thorny heart is
about to fail and your life is lived for
treasures of silver so your gathering
face value your contribution and talk behind
your back , how you live,hyprocrite of
the soul, death comes fast, stress kills
slowly and there is no middle ground,
But you have one foot on my shoulder
the other with God,and expect the world
to be better for you, everday burden to
change,and his bless vibes souround you
until, please,tell me who make you, the beign
that I see where did it comes from,so earth
is yours,given to you by whom. ok send me
your time line when you leave, when death comes
and all this is garbage for the soil, who are you,
dare say,is the ground fill with carcases like you
in boxes sweet expensive tree kill to preserve your
rotten what, so is this what you lie for no soul
grace salvation church where is God in all this,
is this what he made of you,I see you your eyes
are wide open,you know truth they are not your friends
the devil works this way in church in you
the spirit is yours can you tell for God is alive
and well and its never about you...
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