by Lady Lee 7 Replies latest social entertainment
How to think,
What to feel,
Tell me what to say.
To save me,
Protect me,
Tell me what to do.
When to work,
When to pray,
Control all my moves.
Take my mind,
Take my heart,
Tell me where to start.
To mark me,
To shun me,
Punish me for now.
Free will gone,
So is self,
No identity.
Control me,
Mold me,
Tell me what to be.
Copyright 2002; Lee Marsh
very good.
Thank you Spaznik
Well said Lee. I think everyone who is even thinking about joining this high control group should read the August 2002 Our Kingdom Ministry (pages 3 and 4) and then read what you wrote.
hawk
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Nice poem, so right on.
I've missed you. Hope you are doing ok and not being too busy with your "board".
Hugs,
j2bf
Lady Lee,
Good poem. Thanks for sharing.
Love,
Robyn
the wordz ring true to many of us and they hit the hearts, minds, and souls of probably many more than we know...:) Excellent m'lady lee
Thank you all
Joy not much action on the board - I just got back from vacation though - had a great time
