Luke 15

Mon, 06/30/2014 - 16:20 -- poet14

Lungs licked , locked and out of luck , suffocating like the Shepard's lost a cheap cheap sheep .
Lustful lovely ladies all lost in the labyrinth
Like the willowing wallowing who are are too deep to weep
Too many New York allies , too many wells to fall into
Traps are traps fall into with out a clue
Women oh women children oh children
Profitable yet unprotected
Precious yet pallid
Young girls of our world , traded & jaded
Don't they see how long we've waited
God how can you do this ? These mothers here who weep
Sweep away the sheep like prayers r way too steep
Oh god oh god take these silver shillings take thy polished bowl take my harvest please take thine soul
Exchange each grain for each soul they took
Replace the cows the bulls the farm the books
Do u see them can u find them
Do you see the crooks ,the kidnappers ,the war that they hath started
Our girls our girls don't u realize the have departed

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