Hallowween
HalloWween
Regard the day if you regard it regard it to the LORD.
Regard it not if not regard it then do not regard it to the LORD
A bit of wisdom found from the ancient preachment of the old scriptures people
preached and lived with stones tossed at them killing them they rose and walked
and preached among the stone throwers bold. The day is only one. The time will
pass away somehow no matter what it may seem like the devil won but the life is
in the GOD not the worthless one. They missed me with the attitude the weight is
not enough the bump has never come near me that can rally shake me up they
grab at straws and miss them and then drown. They try to eat me up but eye am
round.
They fill the cup with excessiveness and cannot make a fist.
They howl at darkened moons on ice planets they miss me with the weapons
they have formed they falter and they throb in lust with one another the women
with the women the men with all the rest.
Copyright © Charles Hice | Year Posted 2007
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