Phil Easy Welborn

High Point, North Carolina, USA
Phil Easy Welborn
High Point, North Carolina, USA
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No Quarrel In Me

You can smell the grinding in their
spirits,
See the upset in their eyes
Murmurs from the side of their mouths,
Others a depression so black it clothes
them
I look to God again and say: "Please let
not there be no quarrel in me"
I am tired of crossing thin lines of
despite, hearing lies- we care

My tools of trade being taken, gone
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