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MY VISION
MY VISION
My vision
My fate
My destiny
Seats are limited
Welcome to my funeral
The stage is set
A call is being made
I was given the word
The day I was born
To speak for the dumb
Eyes to see for the blind
Ears to hear for the deaf
Nose to sense the distant future
Hands to hold & legs to walk
For the disadvantaged
My vision,fate & destiny
I walk & hold the greatness I see
And I speak of the future
I hear from a distance
To the advantage of all
Seats are limited
Welcome to my funeral
Slow solemn hymns
Marching trumpeters
Along the sandy beach
Death is the ocean
I swim in against the current
Holding life to eternity
As it was in the beginning
So it shall be in the end
The story shall be told
My vision,fate & destiny
The earth stretched her legs
And I saw between her thighs
A serpent slithering in her womb
Out of her enchanting mouth
Seats are limited
Welcome to my funeral
My vision,fate & destiny
Using the sky as canvas
A wand as brush & clouds as paint
She connects letters into word puzzles
To unravel mysteries of immortal life
Leading me through the maze of death
And her golden circle around my finger
Serves as a glorious victory
Of life over death & leave stars dancing
My vision,my fate & destiny
Welcome to my funeral & seats are limited
She breathe the breath of life in me
She tell me stories never been told
She keeps the drum beat in my heart
She's my virgin vision
My fate and my destiny
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