The Disassembly

All classic, modem's counterpart, the focus of forgiveness heart were in the trial of homeless mart the scattered soul, the refuged cart! Entrepreneur, the village smart all ideal, but for love's depart, the greatest thought, no gain's consort, who gather on in foolish sport! With somber no-destruction thrust my spirit's wander, now adjust, and so my concentrations must seems isolative in its' fuss! Now heretofore consents encrust a miracle of Faith to trust will fill the coffers 'til they bust the giving anthem "grace" not rough! Restore this treasure, "on the cuff" Togetherness of "Soul" . . . rebuff! Note: Thousands of "homeless" persons, victims of the "era!" Let the BIBLE teach us the older, welfare principles our Yeshua ordained! Peace and Love!