Puritt

I have a song that I want to sing to you God I know all its vocals, its pitch for they are written in my heart Yet my mouth is jealous, of this achievement My heart, do not stop your heartbeat to punish the mouth As doing so, you will bury your beautiful rhymes in death Pump the air my nose, for you have life God is the gift that you cannot deny Watch the towers of the rich and the strong: They speak much than listening Why were they given two ears instead of two mouths? The same purpose people argue to sin: yet they close their eyes to the truth The hands are two yet the mouth pronounces judgment even to the legs The best time for an invention is while under call of duty comes calling Praise God for he ensured that is common My heart please dwells in the service of the LORD forever My heart, praise the LORD for he his kindness towards you You have saved me Your prayers are answered Thank you my heart for finding favor with GOD AMEN #chui munga the poet #madefrom Africa #2010