Yes, it is Winter in AmeriKKKa. That old greedy impotent WHITE ANGLO SAXON PROTESTANT (WASP) knows his time is up. A beautiful brilliant black man is at the helm and he did the impossible. That was GOD.
The WASP is running scared, his greatest secret is out. He is not superior intellectually, morally or any other way. The wasp is an insect, a pest, a pestilence, a blowfly in the bone marrow of America.
My poor ignorant demon plagued mother loved the wasp, bowed at his feet. Did his bidding then finally expired. Yes, my mother is proof the wicked shall cease from troubling. Old impotent corrupt white man you need to bow down. You can't win. You are too lazy and much too illiterate.
You time is up. The blinders are falling off. You can not make wrong right. You can not win.
Dear LORD, I truly thank you for saving me. You did not have to do it but, You did. I never had a chance to grow, My mother mocked me for my entire life. "I left yo'black ass in a 'ho house…my mama made me go git you."
While my mother was despicably evil , GOD was looking out. Placed me in the loving nurturing arms of my grandfather. No, he could not stop her from her secret torture but, he sure slowed her down and better than that he was my first teacher.
No, I am not destroyed nor your name granddaddy! You were a good man. You deserved better than the heartbreak you were made to suffer. I will tell your story. I will tell this world how you gave your life to Christ as a young man. How you tried to raise a family. how you acquired land , were a Martin Luther King before Martin Luther King.
Yes, I will tell this world how your own daughter turned demon , shot you in dead the heart and never so much as uttered excuse me please. I am going to find your unmarked grave granddaddy and place a monument on it.
I thank you for your sacrifice. I honor you for leading me to the LORD.
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