Can'T Touch This
One thing after another;
guess they forget about love,
consumed by greed of money,
whilst God watches from above.
Did not anyone ever teach them-
what is wrong and what is right,
deep breathing til it’s over;
upon my tongue i bite.
Series of challenges;
that wickedness entails,
Am so brave from love you gave;
enlightened by your trails.
God help me to get through this;
hence leave this in your hands.
I cannot bare the burdens;
what evilness commands.
One thing after another;
that devil stirred the pot,
Now I’m with my maker;
evilness cannot.
Copyright © Paris-Maree Boreham | Year Posted 2019
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