More Love
"You know the saying what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, I got stronger spiritually when the spirit called me to the altar, then I closed my eyes and saw how God rolled his eyes when he looked down at this place called earth, life is as precious as a diamond but many don't know it's worth, in a world where many would record and videotape a helpless woman or man, than give either of them a helping hand, we must take a stand, ya see I view the brain as a weapon and....the ammunition comes from the freedom of speech most refuse to use, and misuse it too, the opposition will always remains resolute, but we as a people must tweak the loop and speak the truth, be thankful for what you got now.....and make your enemies sick with that God smile, searching for an abundance of love no such thing is too soon, but that very idea is more rare than every blue moon!"
Copyright © Christian Wardlow | Year Posted 2015
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