Blood For Cash
Money for salvation
twisted doctrine
creature comfy
material sanctuary
send me your
money child
guilt me…
I give
you take
send the food off
your baby’s plate
live the ABUBDANT life
you’re the kid of the King
Jesus had no place
to lay His weary head
homeless Savior…
Copyright © Ron Cervero | Year Posted 2009
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