Technology pushing plastic babies
to satisfy the child within.
We grab what we can take.
money seed tossed in the man made lake.
The earth trembled,
causing destruction,
mass destruction,
greater than the atomic bomb
a one time thing
but God created the laws of Karma
His wrath if any
is recurring like arthritis
in our bones
We break down
We give up.
When the clouds roll in
we hide, then we forgive us
What we do is futile.
We will die anyway...
Will you walk with Him?
He called you to peace
to walk in those golden sneaks
money is nothing,
gold is nothing.
love is something
food is nothing
forgiveness is something
your home is nothing
Store up riches to wither in your death bed.
Your dollars is playing a facade
The Ben is holding a knife in a pic
waiting for you to turn around.
Do you see it?
The Spirit is calling out to you.
Do you feel it?
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