Ujamaa Christian Poetry
Get Over It
Here you go starting again
Moaning and groaning for Him
If you read what He wrote you wouldn't be so down
You'd know where there's 2 in agreement He's always around
But how can you be 2, if you're locked in your room
Alone just the same in your own mother's womb
You're sobbing over the one who's lies caused you pain
My Father says, "child please, you forget, I know his name"
So get up and spread my glory
To those that don't yet know me
I'll take care of the past, present and future
Your job is to remember that I'm always wit'cha
Written by Sheila White
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