Poem5
waste no time fall to your knees
get in your prime keep God pleased
seek calmness too, so drama abate
as time grew, we should gyrate
Misery loves company the army is large
My friends were unhappy delivered i verged
So many poems i lost that are now lost
Pray the restoration i boost and inflation grows
Strive to enter the gate at the end of the strait path
With no bad habits to name it is a bonus by math
Back when i smoke & drank i knew it was wrong
I watched everything sink it was worse along
When i first started church, countless preachers said date in the church
Every church girl gave no to extend my search
CTD are my cursers pry for their loss
College, Truck, Deceivers be them crushed
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