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A, B, C, D, E, F Them...

“A, B, C, D, E, F Them…”

A, B, C, D, E, F them, yes, her and him, I know you call them your friends, you also call them family, let’s not pretend, indeed your momma and them too, they’re envious of your Vision, because every time that they look out of their eyes they don’t envision like you do, they only see, therefore they’re chests are full of blues like the sea, belly full of yellow, because they lack the fight that you have for your dreams Yep…! that mixture makes them green, I know how you feel, I’m painting a wicked picture and you’re making appeals, Band-Aids you don’t want to pull, scabs you aren’t ready to peel, I wish you knew, if their thoughts alone could rupture your spleen, and looks could kill, they would’ve been bruised your Crown with their heel, thy deadly fate would be sealed, thy wounds would never heal, your ideas would be baron and fruits could never yield, around you their hearts are made of steel, their thoughts are hardened clay in a kiln, it’s truly your joy and peace that they wish to steal, but on the contrary I beseech thee to look up towards the hill, where thy help comes from my Kings and Queens, dig deep and pull out HE, measure the distance between the West and the East, that’s how much HE loves and cares for thee, you’re around that big entourage yet and still, you’re feeling vulnerable and lonely, let Abba Father put people around thee that will nurture your plans, A, B, C, D, E, F them, put your Faith above in the KING of Kings. Selah

A: Pipoetry By: Randy P.

“A, B, C, D, E, F Them…” is A Pipoetry by: Randy Pipman (c) Copyright Pipoetry 2014, All Rights Reserved

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