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DON’T DIE KING | dedicated to graveyards full of royalty

Because You Will Not Abandon My Soul To Hades, Nor Allow Your Holy One To Undergo Decay. ~ Acts 2:27

Dear God the dominion you gave when you created me in your image has diminished. It wasn't the women, it wasn't the serpent, it was me.I saw the apple plucked from the tree. Now I see my seed fall so close to the original root. My kings are reborn slaves and live life's of quiet desperation, only to go to the grave with the song still in them. If I could, I would scream, dream my king for the lack of vision my people shall be parish. Sing my king, for if your song goes unsung you have no voice. Write my king for if your story goes untold, you don't exist. There is a time to sow and a time to reap, a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to break down and a time to build up, a time for civil disobedience and a time to stand with no regard. If you don't stand, the apple is plucked. When the apple is plucked man will fall. When man falls, man will sin. When man sins, man dies. Don't die my king don't die. After double shifts, unappreciative spouses, unappreciative kids, its not an excuse My King. Don't die my king. For you were created in Gods images and God can not die. So

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