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Washed my hands but I'm still dirty Brush my teeth yet I still cuss Soak my feet in the lake by the cabin Yet am I still a savage; Nappy hair and I don't wash it Still I smell no one wants to come near me Change my clothes when I'm made too wore dirty and torn are my sandals I am homeless, because I don't want to be with them their people Who swear they need me Been accused abused and mistreated by those clean Christians who so accuse spit, speak, preach hell fire Do the same things I do yet you hide it Juz like the Pharaohs and the Sadducees You know the scriptures, but ya don't know Jesus I've done wrong, but it was paid at the cross I've done sinned, I deserved to be loss But Jesus, paid for it whole at the cross did die and rose again so I could enter in I am homeless, because I don't want Want to be with them their people Who swear they need me Been accused abused and mistreated by those clean Christians who so accuse Nappy hair and I don't wash it Still I smell no one wants to come near me Change my clothes when I'm made too wore dirty and torn are my sandals 7/11/23 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©

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