Heart of the Soul
your soul has to return from where it came from, the eternal goal of the soul is to evolve and take control of the physical body that it knows,
the seat of your soul is where the universal principles take control
in the form of a divine plan, tell scotty beam me up cause they don't understand, iam what you fear, yourself going threw life so fast you crash
into an issue, land in a condition where your mind has the essential part missing,
not able to fell intellect or reason, its is a epidemic plague the way black people kill themselves everyday,
blood screams from the earth as bodies of melanin fall to the ground,
the last thing a homicide victim see, is the light when they grip that pistol tight, in my neighborhood, you can still smell the gun smoke from the last gun fight, the youth are being influenced to do the wrong and not the right,
under so much pressure it can bust pipes, everyday a lot of black people have to decide
to rob a man to feed their kids or sell drugs just to they can stay where they live.
Copyright © Change The World | Year Posted 2020
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