The Devil Is Using My Neighbor
This neighbor I begged to be family
Is back on crack
He is having fits
I had to call off my new job
He doesn't get it.
He just said I can leave in a fit.
I knew this day would come
I pray for a housing miracle this Christmas season.
I am tired of being around fake poor spirits.
God give me a reason
I threw up today at work and got right back to work
God has to help this situation it truly hurts
Black peoples pain may come from history
But black women's pain comes from our men
who refuse to look within
and live a life of sin
I pray. I know God got it. I grin.
Copyright © Gu Jendayi | Year Posted 2022
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