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Black Monday

Maybe not today or tomorrow, but one day! The rain will wash my melanin away, black Monday All we inherit is mortgages & curses Cheap labor has become my purpose Not today, because I woke up feeling rather hopeless Does the lord care,my prayers seem so worthless Life in the village , life in the wilderness Not the same words some say, but today has been an awful black Monday!

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Beata Agustin

Date: 3/20/2025 6:15:00 AM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Have a blessed day.