SISTERS & BROTHERS
It's better in writting.....Then in thought.....
Nothing left Hidding....
What you got?
what is said goes.....
On the pages....
Of ones' soul!
On lifes' stage....
I choose to live.....
Rather then die....
I choose to laugh..
Then cry......
I choose to be me...
Rather then you....
I'm unique...
And a puzzel...
too.....
I choose to give ...
Rather then steal..
A life I live....
One God can heal.....
I choose to praise....
Rather then curse....
God carried me through,
my worst days......
I felt like a purse.....
He carrys me now....
i hold on tight.....
I see, sum wonder how...
By their looks, and sight......
I hear Him say.....
You are my son....
I've heard no-way...
Your soul is done....
But our Lord said..
Judge no-other...
I have read....
We all are sisters and brothers.....!
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