Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Kneel


We are challenged 

We sweat 
We toil 
We are whipped 
We are dragged down 
We cry 
We are pushed 
We are hampered  
we are rejected 
we lose strength 



These all happen  
For our knees to kiss the ground 
Not to tell us to quit 
nor to die 
But to remind us that we are human 
 And we ought to fall sometime 
And we were just be a living human 

Without him.  

WELCOME

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