I looked throughout the valley,
And tried to bring as many as possible to the mountain top.
The mountain top is glorious, wonderous, peaceful,
And aglow in loves bountiful creations
The valley is mysterious dangerous, hateful
And awash in the sins of misfortune.
Equality is not a balancing act between black and white
It is a juggling act between right and wrong
Freedom is not given, it is earned.
Freedom is not for those unbelievers with wicked hearts and dirty souls
Freedom is for those with a spirit that cleanses the heart and purifies the soul.
Free at last, free at least, Sweet God Almighty will we ever all be free at last?
Oppression blinds like an early morning mist.
Compassion shines like a beacon thru the fog.
We are born free and righteous
We to often die oppressed and alone.
One mans glory usually involves 100’s of uplifting stories.
One mans misery usually involves 100’s of lost opportunities.
What separates good from evil is a silk thread
Stronger than any chain of metal.
Two men were walking when one said to the other, “Where are we going?”
The other replied, “I don’t know I’m following you.”
And just as he uttered those final words they both feel off a cliff.
Moral of the story: Try to be a leader and if you are following….
Make sure you know where the leader is headed.
Don’t lead with your faith blindly
But rather light a path for others to follow.
The helpless will help themselves
When the rest of us humble ourselves.
Don’t be fooled by another man riches
He may be sleeping with witches
Don’t be envious of another woman’s looks
She may be living in a plastic world.
If we cut off and cast out life without hope.
Then we rob ourselves of the life we were given to trust.
The road to your salvation is pitted
With the potholes of anothers transgressions.
Be strong and steadfast in your belief in God.
For in today’s world satan emboldens the foolish and weakens the wavering.
I would rather be a fool in a wise mans court
Then to be wise in a fool’s court.
For I can grow in wisdom if I surround myself with it.
But I will lose wisdom if fools are the only ones to hear it.
You will never break the heart of the wicked.
You can only hope to free their mind, shake their soul,
And let their own spirit put the pieces back together again.
We can not do what we need to do
Without the Grace of God.
That is the difference between our goals and their hatred
Their hatred, their agenda, their beliefs, their jealousies
Are not born to them, but rather taught to them
By wicked and confused men.
What is taught is taught after the first memories of innocence and purity.
Our goal is to tap into those memories and help the unbelievers touch a piece
Of their spirit they knew not existed, but was there at creation.
You bring a hateful man back to his first memories of innocence and purity
And watch his knees buckle and his eyes open to life’s sweet charities of love and peace.
© B.A.S. …:}…
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