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World..,

To be in a world that is..,
So cold,
So alone,
So corrupt,
So mistrust,
Is a world we need to depart from.
We’re lead to believe that what the world wants is what we need.
Love isn’t love without demand, abuse and sex.
That the foundation of it all is miscommunication,
And no love at all.
To be pretty is to have perfect hair, and teeth.
To be thin, or slightly think.
Nothing less, nothing in between,
Nothing above 110,
You have to have the perfect tan.
Eyebrows on fleek.
Acrylic nails done.
But, apply foundation to not show your freckles or beauty marks.
Money is all they see.
Money is all they want.
They can’t leave there foolish ways,
They are too attached.
Like a leach sucking on your arm.
None of this matters if you are alone and cold.
If the happiness you find is in boys or girls, or maybe even both.
The love you get isn’t love at all.
But everyone’s beating their wives up,
“So yeah, that must be love.”
This world isn’t a world anymore.
What ever happened to your morals and goals?
Where have they gone?
Did they go where you spent all your money and love?
Where you don’t invest, but simply waist?
To the girl or guy you were with when you gave it all, to receive nothing at all.
WAKE UP!
This world, we aren’t meant to live in.
This world, we aren’t meant to become like it.
This world, isn’t our home.
And for the standards of this world, we can’t stand for them.
Be the light of the world!
Go and glow.
Be the salt of this world.
Add flavor to the bitterness taste.
It’s funny how you feel like you aren’t loved.
When, Your definition of love is the one of this world,
And not the one of Christ.
The man who died for your sins,
To give you life.
(Agape).
For you to have free will,
And an abundant life.
That’s love.
To set you free and not hold you back.
To be a bird soaring in the sky above,
And not a bird with clipped wings,
Held hostage on the ground below.
Love is to see your flaws and correct you,
Not with any judgement at all
But merely with love.
Love is to love you, even when you make a mistake,
And not strike you...
Are you living of this world?
Or a traveler passing by to mark it?

(2015)

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