Aldo gabbay kraas

Believe
I will not allow people
To let me down
I want people
To treat me
The same way
I treat them
I just want to be
Respected by
You guys
I don’t think that is
Too much to ask
What about you
I wish you would believe
In something
But you don't
Yes money is your God
Also you say that money
Grows on tree
That is wrong
You say you can buy people
With money
To be your friends
You can't

Sweet devotion You are everything I ever wanted You hello Say to me You never say that to me friend Sweet devotion I don't know how to live Without you I need you every hour my friend Do you love me friend? Let me hear yes

Spare me some love, Fidelis—
the way a beggar spares a coin
from the hand of a saint,
or rain spares one roof
while drowning the village.
Give me what you have left
after you have fed the wolves,
after your heart has paid its taxes
to every stranger
who called it home.
I do not ask for the moon.
It has disappointed me enough—
always hanging above the ruins
like a witness too beautiful
to testify.
Give me a cup of your silence.
I have learned to drink from empty things.
I have kissed the rim of absence
until my lips forgot
what warmth was supposed to mean.
Spare me some love, Fidelis—
not all of it.
Only what remains
when the house is quiet,
and the last door closes.

Fine
Very fine
Like a worm
Shirt cotton threads pull
And fray
Bare skin
Pale skin finally
Appears through the gasps
Through the holes

Don't you forget about God
Kids it was you God that
Gave your life after
He created you
In his Image
And now your kids are
Vaping
Also you think vaping
Is cool
Kids you don't know that
You are
Destroying your health
AIso you are going to
Die young
Also your kids drink
Beer
Your kids are destroying
Your liver
Also your kids don't believe in God

If I didn't had your love
My Father
I would not be able to live
Without your love
Please Father give me
Some love
Because I know that
You have lots of love to spare
You are the one who made love
With your holy hands
Also it is love that heals
My broken heart
That is in pain
I already took lots of pain killers
And nothing worked
Yes I overdose on pain killers
That is something that is very
Dangerous to do
But I also was getting desperate
Yes Father lots of people broke
My heart again
Also I don't know what else
To do
Because I hate to be alone
Without friends

Aldo's soul is alive God
Because you kept him alive God
Aldo's soul is dirty with
Blood stains
PIease God wash aldo's soul
And make it whiter than snow
After you wash Aldo's soul
Put a band aid so that the cut can heal
Because AIdo knows there is a
Cut in his soul
The cut is small , the size of his
Little fingers

The history of our lives
We have time to pray for our God
Before we go to bed
Before the house grows quiet
History of our lives
Every night we go to bed early
So we can get a proper sleep
And wake with enough for tomorrow
We are not rich
We have a limited amount of money to live
And that is okay
There is bread on the table
There is peace in the room
History of our lives
Every night we go to bed early
So we can get a proper sleep
And wake with enough for tomorrow
If we were rich
We would be miserable
We would not know what to do
With a lot of money
We might lose the things we have
That teach us how to be grateful
History of our lives
A quiet prayer before bed
Not everything is plenty
But what we have is enough