Tuesday, June 30, 2015

Flow

Your words flow through me like ink flows through my pen
I wish I could ready my mind
It's not until I feel myself ready to doubt
I open my mouth ready to shout
And all the proof I need comes pouring out

For Example: 

If I walk I might get left 
And if run I might grow tired
But your prophet has already told me
That with patience this will pass. 
So I call on you to carry me
If you don't this life will bury me
No one is going to marry me
And that's not even necessary see

You called me by name first 
To carry out your mission
From death you've already risen
And by this we have won
The battle is already done
And if I keep you as number one
My story will have just begun

Your words flow through me like cheese through a grinder
In the recesses of my mind a constant reminder
I am not alone in misery
I am on the winning team
God will have the victory!
He will save lil' ol' me!

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