They say they are believers
But they are not the best receivers
His sheep will hear his voice
So we all have the power of choice
Some are of the world, and are greedy for loot
My question is, where is the fruit?
Where's is the love, joy, patience, and self control?
For their unfruitfulness is digging them a deep hole
Don't let your soul be what the enemy stole...
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Whispers Unraveled
PoetryCOMPLETED #105 This book if full of Poems, written by Me. Inspired to shed light on personal problems spiritually, mentally and physically COPYRIGHT, you may NOT reproduce Thank you for reading. You won't regret it ❤️ XOXO Lex
