There is no hood
There is no good
There is no woulda
There is no shoulda
There is no corner
There is no street
No happy home
where people meet
no smile, no greet
no smelly toes
no ashy feet
no pies
no fries
no suits, no ties
no purse , no money
no bees, no honey
no coffee
no tea
no sun
no moon
no light . . . .
no sight . . .
no fun
no you
no me
without God
where would we be.
Where would we be? A great
Where would we be? A great write.
Another truth bearing piece!
RaiLa