I remember in the church preachers was teaching about the truth
I remember when people praised God and they meant it.
I remember when we sang helms we felt the melody.
Some preachers are quick to sell a fantasy but not reality.
Some preachers are quick to get a buck than desire to serve.
People are closing their ears and screaming.
Hearts stop beating because we stop believing.
I remember when fathers treat responsibility to his family like a Grammy.
I remember fathers leadership gave his family hope through tragedies.
I remember fathers were the rock and ...