Sister Strange

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Sister strange, that was her name –  thought so by the less-than brigade.
She was rescued on time from that bad ‘ol boy chain gang. Delivering was her occupation. Her product – the WORD of the Main Man. Hearing the clocks ticking tock she refused to remonstrate the guilt they put on her and stayed away from the frenemies that’d want to take her Holy away.
LORD get’em! Get ’em GOD!
They’re talking so loud. But I always hear you shout.

by Jerriè McGill

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About St. Rev. Jerriè McGill

I'm a devout Christian Saint, Prophet, and Minister lady who loves the LORD. I'm also a writer, singer, composer, and visionary. I aspire to be like my Holy Father, an angel. I'm a Holy Roller Stomper, quite serious, yet joyful of my True Father's Heavenly work. I'm a graduate of Georgia Southern University and have a Bachelor of Science degree in Justice Studies. I reside in Atlanta, GA.
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