Part Two of Secondary Numbing Number One
Freedom flew in like a whistle blower
I saw freedom in numbers by the score
I am vigilant twenty four seven
Forgive as much as you're forgiven
Good stewards don't play the numbers game
Time paused and watched me play and lost again
I saw numbers everywhere I looked
Everything electronics had me hooked
I saw numbers high and low as I drove
Aged winnings had me paying for a stove
I fell and climbed high from the number's game
The devil's trick is to drive us insane
Numbers dared to scream from soft silent clouds
One day my prayer was heard. Problem was solved.
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Copyright © Iris E. Sankey- Lewis | Year Posted 2021
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