Broken Records

Toxic souls are betraying themselves as Christian leaders.

With so much baggage

Even the bag lady refuses to help them carry.

Torn plastic is the only item left in their hands

They dropped the goods along the path that they thought was so right.

Singing the same damn song every single time they appear in your presence.

I’m gonna, I’m gonna I’m gonna

Not fight to push on…

Be a broken record, or should I finish the song off.

Too busy watching someone else business

No time to put into their own situations.

A broken record in their soul

One single broken record to replace a scorn heart.

Deteriorated lies

Abandoned truths

Adopted bodies, with no one to walk in the shoes.

No one ever stops to notice

We all are broken records at some point

A broken record has two choices, either stay on repeat or

Stay on pause, until you purchase a new one.

So I ask what will your broken record do?