Posted on Mar 28, 2007
The fleeting of our morals and inecence is overpowering
We have run away from shore
We has cast our sails
And we are on our way
But some refuse
They Stand firm on solid ground
They Cry out to them who sail
For they sail to there death
We cry out
Few listen
Many die in the sea of want and misery
For the Lord is our captain and we wait to sail in His time
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