Have you been so blessed,
You’ve forgotten God? World got you stressed? Feel the discipline rod? Pride gets in the way, Of our desire to serve. It’s either God or for pay, Have I hit a nerve? Sure we need money, But do you need all that? You’ll leave it all behind! I smell a rat. They portray the rich As happy and glamorous, But their end is a ditch And divorce unamorous. Success isn’t measured By how much you make. Death crumbles riches, There’s nothing we’ll take. Adam, where are you? Where is your heart? Why have you forgotten Your great start? Comments are closed.
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