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Pigs

I Decades in America changed me Yes, piglets are cute, obese ones not! America regulates farming, pets, husbandry People of color, here, practice pig-cleaning: Pigs eat human feces; toilets are rude And no toilet skills are taught The public schools say, Kids can't use Toilets right, so buildings stink, fail (In my township, as in schools, feces flow as thick sludge where feet & wheels go) African owned cows walk the streets too II Pigs pass my fenced cottage (I rent) I send them off with rock and stone A neighbor said, "Don't kill them." I said, "I'm sending them home; They don't belong here, near me." But I like goats & cows near my fence! This is my missionary work - on defence: But sharing in this township Jesus sent Me (as "apostolos") to evangelize I am making some headway with kids Only because Holy Spirit leads us (Wendy and me; she gave up pork Two years ago; we strive for kosher) Lazy lives: LORD, prevent us living so

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Date: 1/31/2022 8:04:00 AM
Excellent read! God bless you and Wendy on your mission. Our environment, where we live, what we read, eat and see, take into our sacred form, definitely shows by what comes out. God bless your ministry. We are all priests (ministers), wherever we are -- we represent the Son of God -- if that is not motivation and responsibility enough to one another...then I don't know what else could be!? Joe.
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