Triflin people everywhere Taking up space and our clean air Words coming outta der mouths like waste Listening to them is a disgrace Pathetic souls Shaped from the devil's mold of useless gold Trying to get a piece of me Im God's child and my soul can't be sold The devil is close by trying 2 wrap me in his lies offering his glory and fame But I rebuke him Taking the wicked words back from hence they came
Inspirational poetry, written from the heart and soul. Verses that are well-suited for reading on a rainy day and that are guaranteed to bring a smile to your face.