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The World goes too fast lost in butter chaos

bowing to the Syrian God of riches

Spending shekels looking for fullness

richness of life.

Mammon takes over seems to rule the world

Devil of deceit.

The golden calf empty useless it has no voice.

Creation of clay, creation of rib, listen to the still of the night.

Hear the voice of peace.

Turn your eyes to it

and stop the bitter chaos

drink from the highest cup

that of a Carpenter.

Be not a child of the world,

but drink of His passion, the passion of Christ, and know true richness of life.

Tracey L Griffith


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