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A Father's Prosper
No weapon formed against me shall ever prosper
That's the divine decree from my heavenly Father
Yet, they seem to prosper each and everyday
So those words sound cliche as faith starts to sway
But I still find a way to stay and to persevere
Til a bullet comes my way and takes me outta here
It may veer as a stray or a assassin's bullseye
That conveys how to sashay like a ribbon in the sky
Should I pray away dismay or go at it toe to toe
When life makes me its prey but I refuse to go
To go with the flow like a hoe down on my knees
I'd rather go blow for blow with no referees
That's the divine decree from my heavenly Father
Yet, they seem to prosper each and everyday
So those words sound cliche as faith starts to sway
But I still find a way to stay and to persevere
Til a bullet comes my way and takes me outta here
It may veer as a stray or a assassin's bullseye
That conveys how to sashay like a ribbon in the sky
Should I pray away dismay or go at it toe to toe
When life makes me its prey but I refuse to go
To go with the flow like a hoe down on my knees
I'd rather go blow for blow with no referees
Published 23rd Aug 2024
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23rd Aug 2024 12:40pm
16th Sep 2024 7:53pm
Because of the things I'm going through, it's as if the universe speaks to us through poetry.
Nicely penned.
Nicely penned.
