Sunday, October 2, 2016

Clutch

Speaking the language of love that's universal

Once things set in motion there is no reversal

Off top speaking the truth no need for rehearsal

In a saint's life there is no breaks so never cutting to commercial

Life and death is eternal

It all matters where people choose to spend it

Some think they are going to get to paradise independent

Others think they can never do any wrong

Yet all along it was their pride that was leading them on

Enthroned by their own character flawlessness that's actually wisp

Some may take this as a diss been writing on the offensive

Get this gist if the lisp is anywhere defective

Effective with the method but the madness been consuming

All assuming than maybe there is no losing if I'm choosing

No wisdom in the grave only silence and a beating heart

Of those looking at their reflection on the tombstone date marks

When were born our fate starts until the last breath before the descend

The ascension is an individual decision not always the first to mention

Instead of going full force I was hesitant I been flinching

Debating whether or not to keep fighting through my own inner prevention

That was stopping the fishing of men

So others can experience the intervention of the divine position

That was royally the human race to begin with

So in distinction between those created there is a big diff

Foolishness to think the inventor is a myth

If and only if the existence cannot be proven by what's revealed to the eyes

Traumatized by the lies with the personal agendas being set up

No time to choke don't give it any room to breath

Let it bereave deprived of

Until relieved of this burden that was established to believe.
 



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