Highest Ground 1-14-00

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Why do we live in this world corrupted with sin?

How un-wanting mothers kill their kin?

Why does everyone act like a fool?

There’s only senseless people using manmade tools.

Why can’t people see the truth?

Instead they always ask for the proof.

Why do people change their sex?

Trying to be what others expect.

Why can’t people follow their hearts?

Living in shame when their family parts.

Why can’t we be what God made us?

For it was him who mad you and me.

Why can’t people say what they mean?

Not wanting to be who they are, but who they seem.

Why can’t we find that place?

I’m so close, it has a wonderful taste.

I wait until I have finally found

Where we were made, the highest ground.

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