They seemed to have found a way to track me
So they quickly attacked me
They know that with materialism they could never attract me
So they distract me
And now that they think that they got me.
They want to spoil my circumstances to try and then rot me.
But He got me, and that’s all I need
For any situation that may arise.
Even in His silence
He wipes the tears from my eyes.
All the wicked demons
Seemed to be children of poisonous semen.
They do what their father requests
‘Cause they have no mind of their own
So they try to limit humanities best
Try to make hell their home
In their dome & they do it with zest.
I confess the plan for us has been and remains unclear
But to God I continue to hold onto and still hold dear.
My strength lies on His power & his divine grip.
Ready to drink from the cup, no longer do I want to just sip.
Although circumstances remain mundane
And I continue to feel the pain
He keeps me sane and allows me to remain
For the coming blessing
My little girl I will be dressing
I am now confessing
I have suffered pain yet learn valuable lessons.
Sometimes the lesson is to reveal
Who may be fake and who is real.
And who is actually faithful & full of spiritual zeal.
The finding is appalling
I used to be applauding.
I have to do whatever God asks of me
To live up to my earthly calling.
SkTzO