It’s Okay Lord

Its Okay Lord short poem

Uploaded by Maxwell Shaw


Through the money we witness barriers of dreams & hope

Within the lust we see enjoyment & pleasure

Connected to greed we ignore the lies & buried the truth

With one’s back turned we see vulnerably

Through their pain we see break throughs

Walking with exhaustion and emptiness

We seek accomplishment from

Scholars and business heads

Only to realize it is not the flesh that matters

But who we truly are behind closed doors

That

Shapes our vibration & energy

When we are

Dead

Love yourself

So that you may love another

Not just rightfully

But truly

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