The paintings hang crooked on the walls
For an entire year
Unreachable and untouchable art work
I know I am a strong woman of God.
I never hide my feelings toward someone I never met
God exist through the eyes of the innocents
For them that believe in his power: more power to them
He never fails us; our faith failed us Amen!
As we get ready to count down the end of this year
Haven we learn anything? About what God can do?
The tongue of the false prophets or the pens of the botch poets
Another year another year is almost behind us. Like an untouched virgin
Unreachable and untouchable our hard work
It’s just Lies in a dormant form once again my friends.