Once Young Now Old Is A Thing I Heard In Religion…
It’s Ironic That I Can Now Think Without Manipulation And Division…
I Took A Turn Onto The Road Labeled Common Sense…
It Took Me Further From Church But Closer To GOD With Little To No Offense…
As The Story Goes I Was Able To Gain And Keep…
Many Things I Was Told To Let Go Of But Mostly Tears I Did Keep…
Numerous People Went Down This Road But Thin Was Their Group…
The Weak Need Numbers But The Strongest Never Run With A Troop…
More Stipulations Came And Straighter Was The Way I Went…
But By Straight I Mean Moral And This The Road Which I Was Sent…
My Desires Started Changing I Began To Feel Wealthy…
My Sordid Mind Went From Sick And Even Started Smelling Healthy…
The Road Stayed Calm And Freeing But Soon I Felt Lowly…
My Possessions I Desired More Than Spirit I Was Not Afraid To Think This Boldly…
I Was Told To Go Back To Church And With The Lost Sheep To Make Collusion…
I Found Out That Clarity And Confidence Hate Bad Vibes And Confusion…
It’s Better To End This In Eighteen While You Still Feel Some Type Of Witty..
Its Neither Love Nor Health But Possessions Make Us Want To Suck The Devil’s Titty.
-TheDreadedWriter-