LEEPAUL

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The Game of Love

Forgive without forgetting

Convince pain not to hurt, tell fire not to burn, teach a snake not to bite, and show a gifted child how not to learn. Only then will I consider listening to advice on how to forget.

Who am I to question

God has a mysterious way of determining who lives and who dies. I endure the pain with my cries, while asking why. But isn't this God’s world? I understand and yet I remain confused. The human in me rejoices for life, for death, I refuse. God’s world, God’s rules. Are they not decided by God alone? Is it for me to determine where God’s child belongs? Is it for me to determine if this world is greater than the next? I can only mourn and wonder or better yet find solace in the mysterious ways of God.

What's wrong with it

It can be wrong just because it's right. It can be wrong to think it's capable of right. It can be wrong for so long that it comes to believe that it's right. It can be proven wrong and still be right. It can be wrong to expect it to do right. It can be wrong to assume that it's right. It can be wrong to fight it right back. It can be wrong until it's made right.

Life in the Light

Visibly invisible, first day outside the womb. The everlasting light in the heart of gloom. Divine self-preservation is all that can be assumed. For the continuation of life in the aftermath of doom.

The Strength In Playing Fair

Just because I don't, don’t mean I can't. Just because I can, don't mean I should.

At Peace

Loving wealth and fearing death are impossible to shake, but “For Jesus’ sake.”

Police/Pimp

He needs no excuse to justify his abuse. Loopholes are inserted to keep justice perverted, while he turns out the truth.

Look at us

When I look in the mirror, who do I see? I see them; I see us, and I see me. If there was ever an image worthy of a good look-see, examine your reflection, it's our connection to each other and to our ancestry.

Why is that

My distorted sense of right and wrong does not belong, but still feels right at home in this civilized jungle.

My Mindset

Wealth and longevity are built into our skin. We're valued more than most can comprehend. Going as far back with time as childhood friends. The secret of our existence stretches from beginning to end.