To Each His Own
we all are blind ,until we see-that in the gods plan.
nothing is worth the making if it does'nt make the man
so why do we still build large cities, if the man unbuilt goes--
for it's in vain we continue to build-------
---- unless the builder also grows,,
so
i looked at my friend that always stood by my side,
and wondered why does'nt our enter spirits agree
should i give up this friend that i so valued with pride,
just because he does'nt serve the same God as me.
Copyright © Robert Walker | Year Posted 2011
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