People Talk

People talk
People talk
Talk,talk, talking
What of?
I wonder
What of ?
Love ?

What is there to talk about?
It is all here.
The beauty of it.
I don’t own anything.
Everything here belongs to God.

Rise,rise
Rise from your body
Still the pain
Lay yourself in His Hands

It’s funny, I sit here with these clothes
And these possessions which surround.
Would He approve?
They belong to Him.
I thank Him for them.
Do we need to adorn ourselves so?
Would he like this?
Why,
I am here to please Him.
To see.
To see the truth.
I must remember this.
We all must see the Truth
So will righteousness be restored.
One day righteousness will be restored.
One day righteousness will be all there is.