Al Green - Let's Stay Together

Yes LORD

YOU are AWESOME!

Here I Am,

little thrown away,

raped, molested, tortured, despised "Little Black Gwen"

Five pounds of unwanted flesh,

another pawn,

a tool,

something considered No Count,

UP!

Up in Here

REJOICING
BASKING in the BACKFIRE of that Volunteer SLUT!

Serial Killer!

Not just another common ass nigger imp,

Oh NO!

mathy had to go the extra mile,

Do sick ass sadistic dirt

then smile

martha jane walters and all that love her and admire her,

all that try to be like her,

(secretly) find joy, pleasure, fulfillment,

being like her

No wonder you lie

World, that low slut martha jane walters did

Co-habitate, Fornicate, molest and rape with THREE of her "men"

At the same muthafucking Time!

World, that low life slimy martha jane walters screwed her second ex husband, third husband and future fourth husband ALL AT THE SAME TIME!!!

Deliberately RUINED ALL of their lives, (Our Lives) for knowing,

Mocked Almighty GOD , preaching Falsely for over Fifty years.

Died Unrepentant!

Died a Pathological Liar!

World, you can remain silent about such imps if you want to,

I fully intend to shout that Unrepentant Slut's name from Every Mountain Top!

All you "Mockers of GOD", keep on!

Keep on making dry ass speeches,

Keep on letting illiterate, demon possessed, color struck white boys enter Churches and Grocery Stores killing "Minorities"

Keep thinking , keep believing you are getting away.

Oh Yes Evildoers, you shall pay One Day!

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