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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required In life I've done my dirt and I paid for that Had more than a few bouts with doubt where I was succumbed to hurt but every time I strayed or I lost my way, it's a fact that I made it back When the skies were gray all through the day before the night came and they faded black I knew in order to win I had to restore the order within so I changed my ways and in return got burned betrayed and played for that Ever time I hit my knees in need I'd proceed to pray & ask But with my problems it seems I just made more because I ain't get I prayed for so tell me please what you got to say for that In my eyes maybe it's to late for me I mean how can I live gratefully When the world is as cold as frost and every soul I cross seems to be just lies I get & every vibe I get is just another's hate for me But I'm still moving gracefully like I got a place to be Life's logic, we're nothing more than puppets, ain't it funny how the church prays on our money yet they claim its the root to all evil as they're diluting the people from a sadistic role when in reality statistics show within that same circle is where most the pedophiles, rapist and the racist be I mean we live & we die so to each their fate But in trying to reach the gates they continue lying on top of preaching hate On the low low the priest is a cho-mo & the Deacon's a snake The pastor grew up a bastard so everything he's teaching reflects from neglect, deceit & hate Ask no questions, they're biggest fear is that everything becomes clear, they fear for us the sheep to wake Disrespect you & praise lies expect you to pay tithes, get your money in the bowl than keep ya cake Claim if you bring shame to his name it's a deep mistake, you won't reach the gates But growing up all I saw was grim & any & all who called on him that was broken, they remained that, unanswered prayers ain't change that, in fact they died hoping so I keep my eyes open like I sleep awake....
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