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Pro-verbs I
I am a man of three fathers
Spirit, Birth & Duty
Each one;
Shared parts of their beauty
I was genetically blessed
then casually dressed
While our father
Takes care of the rest
Yes
I have three fathers
Yet one reigns supreme
with openhanded devotion
Guiding this dream
Even in isolation
I feel his hand on my shoulder
Instilling my Faith
as I continue to get older
To brave the devastation
& Rise from the smolder
I cannot stop
what has taken place
or explain
this smile on my face
I've been shown patience
& not to make haste
Live with some prudence
& try not to make waste
Give
what you have been given
Because
you have been given
Gods grace...
Spirit, Birth & Duty
Each one;
Shared parts of their beauty
I was genetically blessed
then casually dressed
While our father
Takes care of the rest
Yes
I have three fathers
Yet one reigns supreme
with openhanded devotion
Guiding this dream
Even in isolation
I feel his hand on my shoulder
Instilling my Faith
as I continue to get older
To brave the devastation
& Rise from the smolder
I cannot stop
what has taken place
or explain
this smile on my face
I've been shown patience
& not to make haste
Live with some prudence
& try not to make waste
Give
what you have been given
Because
you have been given
Gods grace...
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