Too late ...
James 3:16
16 For where envy and self-seeking exist,
confusion and every evil thing are there.
Too late
Where is the reason when the heart pounds?
Where is common-sense when a need is before you?
Where are you really when the hungry call?
When their hands reach out in despair for truth
Where were you? A question at the judgment
Did you not live carelessly overfed and jolly?
Were not your provisions more than enough?
You chose to be blind-sided … by golly
Were you blind in eye-sight? Were you deaf in ears?
Or was it your heart of stone that ignored the ones with fears?
Now you want to do but you are a little too late
You look at the faces now that you ignored so long
Yes, it is true … you‘re reaping what you sowed
Now visit all the places where you chose to belong
Jan Wienen
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