Not Ours to Give. It was never Ours to Give.

You run through life.  We all run.  Where are we going?

Do you ever recognize yourself in the demolition.   Is the demolition going to effect ME?

Persons finding themselves and choosing a passionate view, while others find themselves and find their hating you.. What do we escape from.

 

what do we escape.

The sounds of inequality.  The murmur it’s not you, it’s me.  I wonder, we definitely.  We definitely aren’t free.  But, compared to most.  We are exposed.  We live a life of greed.

We live a life of greed.

We took from them long ago and we don’t think they have a need. We don’t think they have a need.  Oh. o.h. oh.

We can justify our every move but we don’t think they have a need.

No we don’t think.

We don’t think.

We need to think again.

We need to consider a promised land.

Where everyone…

Everyone,

has a special place.

A home they call their own.

It’s

not

hard

to

understand.

But, we need to comprehend.

It’s not ours to give.  It was never ours to give.