THE WORKING CHRISTIAN
Love is directly connected to the work you desire.
Your hands found their purpose many years ago.
The heart of the one that God should hire;
The places, The people.
O’ Where will He go?
To the Streets;
Satan’s most protected
Playground.
Without fear,
Hesitation,
Or Permanent,
Placed Frowns.
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