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A "Good Home"

by jay-bryant

I wonder if I was born Into a "good home." Would my life be For the better Or maybe I'm wrong. Automatic assumptions Deeming ones dealings Right or wrong by his associates. Tho, how can they judge family. You may not consider They I was raised as being Substantial ones means of living Were harsh,poor, impoverished But, what material needs I lacked I found that love substituted them. Now I may not be raised best, And I have been through stress, But I can cope with the tragedies Of this world, this life, this time. I've been equipped with strength I won't fold, crack, bend, or break Under pressure or adversity. What is a run uphill to the one Who lives on the mountain? So before you pit me against Your standards your rules Your regulations and your test. Take a walk in my shoes See if you can live my life without Compliant, and go through my pains And struggles of the day to day world. Consider my options and take into Account my life and my family. Will you crack under the pressure?
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