Hey babies, how yall doin? I know I haven't spoken to you in a while, but the truth be told, I'm just sick. Sick and tired of all the stuff going on in our world. My heart is heavy and I just didn't know what to say.
For a moment there, I thought that Miss Rona had got me. My head was hurting, and my back was hurting and I couldn't breathe. Then I realized that most of that was just old age and arthritis, hee hee, and the other was CNN syndrome from watching the murder of George Floyd over and over again. Why babies it's just enough to take an ole soul out. It's too much I tell you, too much! Shucks, I can't breathe. All this doggone hatred and violence in the world. Help us, Jesus. This is not the way! Why doesn't Cocacola start a new campaign and give everybody in the world a coke again, and let's all learn how to love each other. It's love that is gonna conquer all this hate people. Nothing but love, and not your little bit of love or mine, but only the love of Jesus! I'm telling y'all we've gotta stop this. We can take no more.
The babies out in there in the street protesting smack dab in the middle of the pandemic, and where are you grown folks at? Where the preachers at? All you people who are supposed to be important and got so much power. Get yo tired selves up and do something! Somebody better call Diana Ross and tell her to fix her wig because America needs her. What the world needs now is love sweet love. It's the only thing that there's just too little of. We got to love each other's babies. Red, yellow, black white; everybody. Then pray, pray, pray, and pray some more. Ask the Lord to heal our land. Please y'all. We can do this, but we got to do it together. Listen to me now babies. I love ya, and y'all pray for me too cause my heart hurts. I love y'all, keep praying and I'll talk to you soon.