we never think about the groups,
that missed the general courtesy,
love, passion, and charity.
I cannot see them anymore.
They are in isolation,
holding on to what was.
in pain, looking back at the
architectures of love,
which has been perverted beyond recognition.
Love was beaten and cast aside,
by ones wanting it for themselves.
So I've become, an advocate for love.
those groups, are hoping,
abandoned by counterfeits,
who were claiming allegiance of a spirit they weren't aware of.
How can they love you,
in the shadows of insecurity,
when they will run to the safest place
at the end of the day.
where they can feel the demons,
as low as they possibly can.
why be with you,
when he makes me feel more safe,
why be with her,
when she ***** me night and day.
why be with him,
when his height, car, and money put me at a higher place,
or why be with you,
let's just ****, have a baby, never commit to our dying day.
or why stay with you,
this ain't love, I'm supposed to be happy,
in reality you just dont know anything about it.
really, you gotta think outside the box,
to love correctly.
where there is no light,
there is for certainty darkness.
and where there is no love,
there is for certain, the threat of hate.
and to the hungry chickens,
pecking for attention through
apps that have no soul, where do their hearts lie?
today are individuals who claim love,
and then abandon,
claim love and then renounce,
with alligator sadness.
a counterfeit lover,
is gonna leave when they aren't satisfied,
a counterfeit lover gives you a scar,
then blames you for their actions
in a generation wanting to be served.
I ask you, would you rather be served and die,
or be a servant and live forever?
your choice to hurt others who hurt you,
shows you are just as wicked as them,
and there exist those who'd rather suppress demons,
instead of seek to eliminate them.
because the demons are attractive,
and they invite friends, so you can never be lonely.
you can never eat in a table of light,
when darkness and light are forever in opposition.
so those groups that yearned to love again,
in the true definition of harmony,
hoped with broken hearts that took time to heal,
and delayed the correction era of love even more.
I urge you,
don't let love pass you by,
because you simply
waited for him or her to say hi.
I urge you,
listen to the songs of the word,
that gave us the blueprint
forever, ever more.
isn't what it used to be..