All thought is prayer.
The Christ within me
Is the same Christ within you.
We are the same in this way.
The difference
Lies in the way we were put together.
Choosing Love over Fear isn’t hard,
But the right four chords will make you cry;
And it seems the world is always
Playing that one album you hate.
You speak, and you move,
Exactly how He wants you to.
But that seems to mean nothing to you,
If it’s not what he likes.
The people of this world
Seem to only focus on the
Differences between us,
Forgetting that we are all Divine.
Zander Foster
The Accidental Apologist 
Oh wow! I thought you wrote this at first. I was going to say that this was the best stanza I’ve read in weeks!
Choosing Love over Fear isn’t hard,
But the right four chords will make you cry;
And it seems the world is always
Playing that one album you hate.
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Can’t say I am jealous of this poem’s author, but I am truly in awe of it. I love the stanza you pointed out. I did, however, write “Betrayal.” Did you get a chance to read it? It is about the feelings I had about myself immediately after relapse.
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I believe I did read that one, yes. I recall I liked it. I’ll go back and re-read.
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