We sit & wait, 4 foods not great,

Want to leave, 4 pains to relieve.

Pain in your body, mostly your chest,

So much so, you cannot rest.

Stories you hear, keep you in fear,

Pains at it's worst, Feels like your cursed.

Faith begets power, if wished on the hour,

The powers that be, will set us free.

Beliefs the way, get what you pray,

You must be loyal, don't let blood boil,

No matter how mad, or even how sad,

By believing in you, Dreams Will Come True!

2/8/06

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