AS WE PREACH
At
that moment of truth when they began to judge me.
I
knew I was on the right track and each time my heart bleeds,
When
i see the streets even though the bullet didn't hit me.
The
compassion not the pity drives me
To
show them i still care.
The
hate, the fear, and the malice.
Its
tragic how they still bear.
Some Christians say they obviously condemned.
And
those are dogs,mind you i aint gat anything on them.
Just
teach ‘em how to fish instead of corrupting the
meat,
You
should teach them ‘em instead of pretense.
And
i know they questioning the SACRIFICES I made.
Still
discussing the old me,the lust i used to crave.
Forgetting
i am a new creation, all things passed away.
So i
gat no past like its was stolen away.
to
be continued............
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