Continue to argue?
Continues to hate
My works belong to him, that was the state.
I’ve said this countless times
The passage won’t move if you believe in doing wrong
Yet you move forward
A place that is wide and long.
I want peace
But so do you
Chaos has no place to stay
Yet you in the Father is a wonderful array.
People kept me alive
People kept me at peace,
I pray each passing day
Laying your head, like the child Jesus who laid on a stable hay.
Jason
5th August 2021
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