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why am I shy
why do I look 2 the sky
why do I cry
why some times I cant try
why do I work so hard 2 try
why cant we fly
why do we lie
why do we die, or do we really die
why isnt love a piece of pie
why do I come off 2 be a good guy
why is it so hard 2 remove the truth with the lies
why do we see the soul through the eyes
why do they say love never dies
why is it diffcult 2 4get about old love ties
why do people take lives
why in our souls, we dont accept the light
why do we go through strife
why, oh why?
because that is just apart of life.

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Dr, King,
A srtrong black man. man of respect, love, honor, and unity.
A teacher of respect, love, honor, and unity.
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by Daniel m p Lackey*



Bone of my bone, flesh of my flesh.

Directly from the Source;

love, my life you are the best,

no one else left.



Flesh of my flesh,

Bone of my bone,

A Godsend; never alone,

the light of my soul.

 

In  spirit,  love,  & life

interwoven like

mesh.

Joyfully at home,

infinite crests

with a nest.



Not cool,

Ate the wrong forbidden

fruit; listening to some immature fool;

Now our lives in bliss

is in a mess.



Stuck in traumatic sin;

I rather be sovereignly perfect;

Nothing less.

We need peace, love,

life, & grace;

a joyful rest.



The true Sovereignty Source

is the deity

that's in our

corner;

there is no one else left;

if restored by

the Tree of Life;

we will be back

at our very best.



No more pain

from our tainted

flesh.

like pure spring water

fresh,

eternity blessed.





Bone of my bone, flesh of my flesh.

Directly from the Source;

love, my life you are the best,

no one else left.



Flesh of my flesh,

Bone of my bone,

A Godsend; never alone,

the light of my soul.


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