You're Never Wrong !

freeek · #1 (**permalink**) 07-03-2008, 03:04 PM

Come down on yourself first before you come down on others! Do you yell at yourself ever! Please don't say, "Your never wrong!", until you've admitted your wrong, to the right source, and not the wrong source or sources!

You won't tell your so called boss, "That he's never wrong, as then always you would consider that disrespectful!". You won't tell that to money! Don't be like unto a coward with, "Your never wrong!".

Respect the rich that can tell people with money, or their boss who pays them, the very same words they speak unto the so called poor. Make the word poor have a better tone than the money word you seem to love so well, as your voice of tones heart shows it!

The birds that fly can be said to be poor as well. Why don't you mention them! Why do you rub the word poor with money so often with the wrong tone of heart! Get off your so called successful pride trip!

Success needs more definitions that lead to more than just money! To calm people down, and bring peace, "They need to see you consider success as loving people, people to people, more than you love money!."

I can't have another piece of the pie without you with it, I guess it was said. The live wire is gone and I've still got the wave-length, and so don't we all, we would like to think at times. The life goes behind man-made energy. The discovery of fire came before mans hands! Your never wrong then came forth, as if it was powerful enough with it's same old same old to move you as the fire did!

The fire of your tongue has grown weak and your words are lacking to give you the energy they once did. You hold a so called higher position but yet my words come forth of much a different sort. Yours boar me below the kings seat! I row along like a slave at the bottom of the boat with words in my heart greater than kings at times! Your words are like unto the whip on my tongue. You try to make them float in my mouth of soul!

Your anchor of security tries to beckon my soul. Come up with me, and sup of the wine and slip on the grapes back down for worse than the whip on thy tongue of choice! Your lines have not the full input of love to be of the full fill. I add to them as a slave, and speak the words you can't finish upright!

I play the part of the king, better than the king himself along with the other so called slaves! I then refuse the part and go back to the row or speak the words along with it for energy only the love offered unto a slave can obtain beyond kings at times! The whip has hit me once to often some may think, so I'm careful to test the spirit of each and every new slave. I recieve many parts to play above the kings, and their ways, and so great are they of test, that I must keep them quiet and let the so called kings live with, " Your never wrong!" only to throw me farther down in their eyes. Faith of words of life walks up the depths of evil that hides its steps in the darkness thereof.