Keeping the Peace
Let me tell you what I’ve found, my brother.
The nice guy is the one that’s the struggler,
because the ones who are not, take it for weakness,
and slyly, cowardly, go in for the jugular.
Please spare yourself and don’t try to explain it,
Those cowards court evil like a diabolical cupid.
They haven’t a clue, nor do they want to.
As the ole farmer says “ ya jest can’t fix stupid.”
Shake that well trodden dust off your feet,
Christ’s Gospel is preached by the way we act,
Let’s not get caught up in the worldly ploys.
Come back to Christ’s Kingdom. Let’s stay on track.
Better to be ill thought of with your Christian flag unfurled,
Than to lose His precious Peace, a priceless God given pearl.
written for the real contest of Life and Love
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