Constant Chances
Yo wake up in the morning
give thanks and praises
for the chance to make it better
so much hatred has decease
just waiting to see the cloud clear
aint about fear only the Lord
In ways we connect
Struggles we accepted
Presidents Elected
Residences Neglected
Ignorance Objected
the only way is Love
to Get it Straight
Resisitate Medicate Dedicate
never Faking my flesh and blood
Savior save the sacred
Time is Wasted
Copyright © Christopher Coke | Year Posted 2005
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