Mil57Man

WHO\\\'S THE BEST

Man the way people boast, can't miss it, it's on TV radio plus they post coast to

coast. We love poking out our chests, boasting I'm the best, to hell with the rest.

Laughing like it's a big joke when we rag on folk, a very heavy yoke.

 

I remember life being more clear when people would lend an ear or this I would

hear. May I be of assistance, what do you need, what's been allowed to supersede?

that Monster Greed. Now we all have an emptiness that needs to be filled, we try

pills thrills and even ill will, going down hill.

 

Then get pissed, when in life we remiss, some fall into the abyss, trying to reach

that state of bliss. Then all they can foresee is misery, even with a college degree

misery do love company.

 

So we make up contests, trying to reach some sort of success, nonetheless we

digress trying to find who's the best. Although, we do have our super powers we're

taught never to cower, you're a beautiful flower but things do go sour, living in

Ivory Towers.

 

Now if you want to boast about who's foremost, check out this bloke who wasn't

blowing smoke when ever He spoke, the man was no joke. The man was shrewd

He fed the multitude, never rude nor would He delude, minds and bodies, He

renewed.

 

A healer of the sick, a peacenik, without the politics. Never a squatter He's called

The Potter, The man even walked on water. He's the real deal in which you can

always appeal, if there are storms in your life He can make 'em kneel.

Peace Be Still.

 

And here's the kicker, more potent than liquor and quicker than any city slicker.

It had been aforesaid, so He knew what was ahead and He could have fled,

instead, He was nailed to the cross where He bled, then was raised from the

dead.

 

So for all those who think they're hard, check out The King Of Kings And Lord

Of Lords. Where you shall stand in total awe with the rest, every knee shall bow,

Every tongue shall confess, Now Who's The Best?

 

If you want to boast about who's utmost, then we can all give a toast, from

coast to coast to The Lord Of Hosts and receive The Holy Ghost. Amen



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