Matter Of Seconds
I can, I will, in a matter of seconds,
With skills of such, oh this wonderful blessing,
Look above, no gloves, nor needs of catching,
No preachers, nor teachers, no need for lessons,
No phone for calls, or key, and pads for texting,
No magnifying glassess, for loads of inspecting,
Needs of cheeking, I get it, in this world, deflections,
The disease of hatred, a non-stop infection,
But...
Feet to run, ears to hear, this wonderful message,
That of hope, and faith, just in A Matter Of Seconds...