Angel wings are too heavy to fly
Angel wings are too heavy to float
But the blessed angel wings that have been give to me, are just enough to carry us over this crowded river
Count these blessings everyday
Thank someone for the love and safety; To carry us over this crowded river
There is such sadness and despair
And there is no love or care
God help us;
We dont help them!
Our brothers and sisters,
They are starving and dying
They are raped and beaten,
Left all alone and crying
Their babies share the same fate.
Please!!!
Dont make us pay for histories mistakes;
Love us! Find us! Help us!
We and our children want to make it out of the maze.
This crazy world circle where wealth always wins.
We just want life, love and our family.
Please help!
Yours, the helpless
niceVince job... I say BE a
niceVince job... I say BE a poet!
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Too kind (I think), I am a
Too kind (I think), I am a drunken fool. Who feels bad about sh*t
Dear Drunken Fool
We are all intoxicated by what life offers - good horrid okay fine evil corrupt sinful peaceful. we are all poets and fools to record it from the heart in song - A
I hear that, thank you.
I hear that, thank you.