Pennies for you

Bus stop blow through

The rest of me spent on you

Hours of minds movies

Where is my vision

What is my mission?

Broken reflects who Has

Spoken, a creation to see,

A creation to live in,

Pennies, God, dropped in

The bucket,

The day of pennies do not


The day of sunrise fever

Do not linger in shame that

You rise to Hear his name,

A shout over us, a whisper in

The stillness,

A dirty trash can,

For all that hinders gets tossed in

There with me their,

I am not trash,

The pennies I have ,

O, God, clean me

I give them to You

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