Plea To The Prosecutors
Never say living in sin
A verbal war will begin
That you will never win
I'll never understand how the unvictimized hold a grudge
As if they had some divine right to judge
A heart so stubborn to refuse to budge
If they are sinners then who's the victim
It is they not you facing the problem
Then why do you condescend to and hate them
Plea To The Haters
I mirror the feelings you show
If you plant love then love will grow
But if you hate then I hate
I mimic what you demonstrate
Whatever you give to me you get in return
If you make me cry I'll make you mourn
You can't ask for better than you give
If you produce pain then in pain you should live
Troubled Minds & Treacherous Hearts
In times of a bind
Those of troubled mind
Seek to find
Truth even if led by the blind
But with each man's treacherous heart
Satan has the head start
And a liar can make the foolish sound smart
And then people seek the soothing senses of a poisoned dart
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