Waster salvation...
Sell me some time, so I can praise God like youthe ones I have is loose and about done used up
and wasted on kissing butt with my insecurities,
stranger to your world I give away my food my
substance to survive and live everyday on faith,
that everday will stand on its own feet and feeds me.
Like you,time is all you have,we all see that,
like black is all fear,and you and I never get
hungry,salvation is free,so do love if its mine,
when did I ask you for love,God hands are open
wide, giving away hope and grace yet you ask me
for money and love and sex and time to care..
sell me some time.so I can praise God like you
jumping alleluia and making a mockery of words
spoken with no meaning and tongues of hell,
when we make love,yes those same tongues are
spoken,so tell me translate to me let me see your
light explain spoken words that transcend into fool proof
of dishonesty and can never realate to anything with
worth .
So sell me some time , make me realize how you do this,
con so much into your life,and eat so little food,break
bread and drink so little,kneel to pray but stand so tall,
give thanks and take so much,feeds deceit and have so much time
dress in white with heart as black as me, so what change
is it you him or your husband or just you having too much time
to play God with God while down low with your brothers and
sisters.we will see if your games endure time and you..
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