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when I was young I remember hearing this song
and there was something about the words I felt were inherently wrong
"I'll put a spell on you, I can't stand the things you do
I don't care if you don't want me, I can't stand you because you're mine"

there are entities in life trying to captivate our minds and manipulate our emotions
wanting to govern our actions with subliminal messages and magic potions
yet when Phillip a deacon and devoted disciple of Jesus Christ
came to tell the Samarians about how to lead a Christian life
he met a village magician, a master of trickery
a false prophet, a charlatan with a degree in sorcery
who had the village people afraid, living in abject fear
with the threat to put a spell on anyone, any time, any where
he positioned himself into a superior role of protection
presenting himself as the one to give approval or rejection
an expert in enchantment, his name was Simon the Great
and when he comes into your neighborhood it's probably too late

he comes with guns and gangs, pushing needles and drugs
he brings all kinds of illegal activities and your garden variety thugs
he stands on every corner displaying his illusions
a snake oil salesman offering dreams of delusion
he preys on the vulnerable, the weak and the young
flashing his bling-bling and his slimy forked tongue
there's a Simon in every village, town and neighborhood
and there's nothing in him that about being good
so what is a village to do? when Simon has threaten to put a spell on you

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