Black Poetry : A Crooked Saint

One9_Arch

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I used to sit back watchin' the Wicked
How they act
Clockin' the conversation wonderin'
If ever they'd slack.

With attacks on the Godhead
Conscious child fed
The grapes of a devil's hate
Faces turn red.

With envy to see me blessed
To stress that which is in me
Enemies everywhere I look
To and fro like the Rook.

Against both Qur'an
And the Preacher mans book
Change the truth as if the Tribe can't
Recognize a crooked Saint.

ASA
 
religion isn't the only thing

expand your mind even more

and you will really see

if a person is trying to be righteous i'm all for it

as long as they are a good person and good to people

religion doesn't matter

your heart does

are you fair?

do you try to do the right thing ALWAYS?

then we are on our way

(um, the questions are not to you personally poet, just thinking out loud
 

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