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God, it's really rough where we are

give us the things that you'd prefer,

there are heartaches, rising temperature

we have strokes & high blood pressure.

We're kneeling in prayer continually

but we seem to keep feeling depressed,

being treated as cattle or other beasts

we feel naked unprotected & undressed.

How much longer do we remain strong?

call on our siblings when things go wrong?

have studio time & sing the same ole' song?

the alarm clock for slavery continue to 'gong'.

We're called names like ni%%er, illegal, violent

our race of humanity doesn't seem heaven sent,

our protesting have become so very intolerable

& jealousy is rampant as when Cain slew Able.

My parents and others suffered the same Lord

in this land of ole' movies and bagged popcorn,

I held my heart up for this world & even to you

so losing your love Lord we just can't afford to do.

The rivers of life flows evenly in either direction

I've learned that going against it is simply insane,

'cause the more we force the flow to turn our way

it pushes us back, always insisting “no pain no gain”.

 

Aren't you tired too God? You're getting no rest either

lies are being drank up like tall glasses of water here,

fear of you & Christ have slipped by the wayside

even dogs are sheltered & fed, & called 'my child'/'my dear'.

And this system is so much out of place, natural's missing

all across the world of yours folks still keep Judas kissing,

I among millions have advocated for your truth, to listen naw! they'll remark to us, they no not it's you they're dissing!

If we were to pick up a club or start reacting like cannibals

clubbing stupidity to death & eat like crazy on your Word,

would you then give us the things that only you'd prefer? ok, give birth to all of those woes of man. Thanx God, I heard.

                    Wm. J. aka --BlakMista-- 6/2020

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Coalhouse says:

Dope

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blakmista says:

Thanks so much Coalhouse. Peace 2 you and yours, always!...
 

love_supreme says:

Excellent write.

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Blakmista says:

Peace and blessings to all... Thank you!

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