School Ain'T Success

we were mis - understood for fools.       

in fact we had to drop outa high school.  

no breakfasts, No lunches,

 just brunches.   


They made us weak 

whenever we speak.      

need not peruse the list of winners 

we were sinners,

GOD bless our dinners - loosers


we held on to the JESUS piece,       
                                 
kept our peace, worked out our piece. 

Busily,doggedly,Relentlessly,

but not easily.  


now we flood the covers of magazines

check em out on the sofas.

We transit in limousines

checkout our chauffeurs.       


back in the days they dissed us, 

hissed at us

now they missed us, 

tease us, wanna kiss us, 

JESUS! 

#STREETGOSPEL
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October 11, 2017 at 2:11 PM
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