Prophets are beautiful outside
And dirty inside...
Stress causes mess
De-stress by feeling blessed...
When destiny takes an awful turn,
The power of faith is truly tested...
God
We are the lampposts in the streets...
I love the rain
As it falls down...
Decapitated heads sing a hymn,
filling the feeling felt grim...
With my two feet on the ground
my head floating in a cloud...
The Exception
By Mark Spencer...
I am a plant, aren't I God?
I always seem to extend my faith...
People once lived in darkness
unaware of the gospel word...
Will I lay myself in death?
Where my body & vein will lie in cold...
When I delighted in the tele world,
Dancing forever it seemed...