Evil Lives and Lies Among Us
He walks with confidence he has protected his family. The successful banker has
done well for his family and his mind is set in stone that he is right eternally.
He does not care if others make the right journey.
He smiles and is satisfied that he rebuked the poor family away from his church. The
poor family with the smart mouth child, who eats too much candy and stole some
quarters. The child whose father rejected him and has no use for his illigetimate son.
The father sends his twenty-five dollars a week to quiet the child support monkey on
his back. The child cries himself to sleep to know his father has no use for him.
Somewhere a hand reaches to the wayward child, to comfort and love. Somewhere
there is love, but not at this disharmonious church!
Don't come to this church unless you have your tithes and clean clothes and know the
rules.
I have come to call the sinners!
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