Shoes For Jesus - Public Domain

That one fair day night, his mind took flight, because he saw the homeless

sitting one’s avenue plights.

The ephiphany from the mighty one, told him with his musical whims to

Take the excaliber sword, the good lord, both his and the savior’s

doing implored, that he take up the cross and start to assemble

Lord Boards as a righteous boss.

The puzzled brain of him proceeded to come out of his shell

Out of the ground plain he tugged up his own unevaperating stubborn well

He was No longer a languid pessoa born-torn to fight the mantle which dwelled in hell

Then came the saving up year

He was diligent with no fear

He saved up for his materials

The rush to give it to hell was ottoman turkish janissaries so 16th century imperial

And by a miracle, the year flowed.

His urgency was clearly clerical

And on new years night, onto hells fire he took a bite

Like H. Williams he saw the light.

The fire laughed

But he knew his former self was in the past

He knew the Lord Boards was his new craft.

He knew it was his turn at last

To fight evil

And dodge over hell like Evil Kenevil

To provide the Lord Boards to all the people!

He clearly knew what to do!

With his issue!

Left and right he overcame his mental health obstacle

And eventually visited the childrens hospital

For his Lord Board cause

The hand of the savior became his governed by law.

Left and right he defeated hell’s kinetic saw

Medgar Evers was what then he read

And Quoting MLK

James Reebs

Is what his Lord Board mind and sandal printing said.

And the statue of the prolific shoe maker man

Will always hover against the Pittsburgh Park land

Stephen Foster must’ve shook his hand in heaven.

And had a date with a slushy at seven eleven

- RaskinBlog

- 9-18-23

- 6:30pm

- Public Domain