Gather Them

in writing •  8 years ago 

They say news carries fast but I know garbage blows in the wind
Sinners be sitting at the round table waiting for Saints to sin, I watch and I grin
But what you expect
I know sometimes I speak over your head when I'm trying to turtle your neck
I be trying to get you upright, suit tie and a vest
Soldier you up for the Lord, have your tongue like a tech
I'm hitting the hyways and byways I'll harvest them yet

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