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Jun 2016
Stick out your hand,
Allow your words to speak loud,
Come forth to my stand,
Speak the words of truth,
And you will be compensated with loot,
Speak the words of lies,
And you will be compensated with loot,
For when I see your face, through your eyes I will have received my proof
I value all humans the same,
Some are ****** and unchanged,
Stubborn to their self-serving ways,
I will not judge you for your mistakes,
I might sit amongst this throne,
But that is not my place,
I am a simple man,
I give you my hand in the act of trust,
I bestow this upon you and all my people,
For you will be relinquished by God’s love,
Even when a man of power can not make you change,
There is hope in your guilt,
A plague in your greed,
That when you have all that you want, you’ll never have what you need
I ask of you to speak words of honesty,
For we were once that of the same status
I was once like yourself,
I plead,
There is no time to wait,
For the words you speak now have worth,
Unravel your mind my fine sir,
Tell me the whereabouts, where have they taken her???
BG
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