Like a Christian with crucifix
With chain hanging on necks for symbols
Holding on for comfort stay
A tap for assurance it is still there
A kiss to appreciate its value of content
Pictures hang on its walls
My love, my addiction
In pockets of hall way, filled with hall of fame
Sat on altars, side by side
Hallelujah to names
Of my worship, my love my heart
I make way for the cards
Like congregations gather
Each one, linked to my resource
To the holy grail of deliverance
It makes my bills of demons go away
It buys me access to my piece of mind
My wallet sits in my back pocket
Like crucifix on neck chains to a Christian
It brings me comfort in my days
