People Waking Up

Poem By Lawrence S. Pertillar

People waking up from a deep sleep,
With the beast...
Are trying,
To stop...
An addicted need to greed.

Things that bling bring nothing,
After the selling of souls.
And those who know this have regrets,
When debts to pay grow old.

People waking up from a deep sleep,
With the beast...
Are disbelieving what's allowed,
To sob with a grief to weep.

'Oh Lord...
How can I get back what I've sold,
For peace to keep.
Oh Lord...
How can I get back what I've sold,
For peace to keep.
And rid this grief.'

Things that bling bring nothing,
After the selling of souls.
And those who know this have regrets,
When debts to pay grow old.

People waking up from a deep sleep,
With the beast...
Are disbelieving what's allowed,
To sob with a grief to weep.

'Oh Lord...
How can I get back what I've sold,
For peace to keep.
Oh Lord...
How can I get back what I've sold,
For peace to keep.
Oh Lord...
How can I get back what I've sold,
For peace to keep.
Oh Lord...
Help me again mend.
To end the pain I'm in.
Oh Lord...
Help me again mend.
To end the pain I'm in.
Oh Lord...
How can I get back what I've sold,
For peace to keep.
Oh Lord...
Help me again mend.
To end the pain I'm in.

Oh Lord,
Begging You to forgive me.
Oh Lord,
Begging You to forgive me.
Oh Lord,
Begging You to forgive me.
Oh Lord! '

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