You boast that God is a Trini, yet you do not behave as children of the Most High God.Fathers rape their children and mothers gyrate in nakedness in this big "red light district."You prefer to distract with discussions of who is the blackest, rather than meaningfully discuss how we can catch those who deal in the white powder that is destroying the young men and women of our land.
Soon the silly season will culminate in two days of worship to King Bacchus. After feasting on wine and jam, you will cover yourselves in ashes. And the madness will continue!Know, however, there is One who loves you, who longs "to gather you as a hen gathers her chicks under her wings." But you must be willing; you must turn from your wicked ways! It is only then that healing can come to our land.
Joy A Valdez,
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