Cheaters keep cheating,
It the honest one
Who takes the beating.
But, ah here's the rub
It's the proud mans snub,
To think he is better
When he's really a grub.
Yes, I am guilty of pride
I am the one who has lied,
A betrayers betrayal
On the front and the side.
So how do I stop
And come out on top,
When the seeds of my trespass
Sow a bumper crop.
What I could be giving,
Christ life in me living.
Peace dreams possibility...
2 comments:
Best one yet! Keep it up.
Dave. You are sooooo talented. Glad you told me about your writings. I'll have to keep up with them (and thus with you).
VeeVee
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