“Just One More Time”

broke and broken
regular jobs won’t work
when you’re spoiled
in getting what you want

so you sell what you live in

‘it’s just a body anyway’
‘it won’t hurt me’
‘I can do what I want’
are some thoughts
that come to mind

a temple
used by God
saved by grace
ruined by lust

when your temple is your workplace
and your soul is up for grabs
the money seems so worth it
until you get alone with your heart

‘what happened’
‘how’d I get here’
‘how do I get out’
are some thoughts
that come to mind

money pours in
but why won’t it buy freedom
why won’t it buy peace
why won’t it buy
integrity

because it’s counterfeit

women like this exist and need prayer
searching the web, the streets, their phones
women like this exist and need prayer

 

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