We can all be poetically made
We just need to make up our minds
To not be blind
By the deception of time,
Time is fraud,
It waits not,
It robs you who procrastinate of the goodness of God.
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We can all be poetically made,
If we stop trying to be politically correct,
Conforming to the correctness of the world
Means the neglect of your soul,
Means you'll grow old,
Sad, lonely and cold
And before you know
You're dead and gone,
Fake friends won't remember you
Family will forget you.
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You can be poetically made
If you give your brother a helping hand
Instead of cutting him down
Instead of making him frown.
Be a fisher of men,
A fisher of souls,
Be positive, so you can mold and grow in the correctness of God,
Be poetically made,
Its not too late,
Time is a fraud!
