People seek to inspire
For financial gain
With no desire to help people that have lost everything
The truth spreads like wildfire
But lies run sour
Like a sore that wasn't treated
Or a friendship
Gone bad
In these days of hits and misses
People search the closest inspiration
They can grab
Rarely questioning the sender
And poor intent
We all gotta eat
But surviving off fake cures should never pay the rent
A couple days go by and the quick money
Is past the point of spent
But what about the person in need
Self help, motivational speech and guru's
Linked up with the who's who
Fail to address the problem
Turn to the Bible
And churches devoid of pay per view miracles
For something that will feed the soul
Everyone is seeking something that an empty heart can hold
Love always, Esha
