WHAT WOULD JESUS DO?

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    WHAT WOULD JESUS DO?

    Can someone be hated for the good that they possess in their heart? Just to be nice from the start to create a hate that is never late and traps them as an electric gate. Like Jesus crucified for the love that they could hate, just because he cared his death was his fate. This is dedicated to those that were born to care about others over there and those that die to make things fair and to those that choose to hate what God did create but to each his own their chosen fate. It’s never too late to say “I’m sorry” for the wrong that you have done to a certain one for playing with their feelings as if it was fun. Like a gun, you pull the trigger to confuse and disfigure a person with a heart of gold to turn it cold and break them of there, once beautiful, mold. Now they are forced and rolled into the shape of the ones that hate because they wanted the good hearts to relate to their pain that they posses. The haters pass one hate to the next and the cycle continues to never rest upon a good soul and breaking the mold creating haters all around to grow bitter and old. Then you grow older just to grow colder because your past has made that pain last and the love you had will die too fast. What is worth destroying the friendship of a good-hearted friend? Maybe to get ahead at the end? And then your anger you send to the next person in line, that you destroy because you see that they are kind and a good-friend you will never find. “What would Jesus Do?” is something you never knew trying to be accepted to receive something new. Will you deny our friendship at the end and betray me again if I asked you to be my friend? Or would you ask, “what would Jesus do?”

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    fred1932 commented on WHAT WOULD JESUS DO?

    08-28-2009

    i like this bro this is tight. i've asked myself that also. it flows smooth

    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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