Calm Before the Storm
I was a kid with composure
Experienced a lot yet,
Never saw full closure
You see…
My life was reversed
Like a turnover
By a curse
I thought hell would burn over,
Before I reached peace
It’s like war
With the Middle East
Cost too much to run
My anger is unbelievable it seems
So many children can’t even eat
I’ll cause a merciless storm
More inconceivable than all dreams unborn
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I write because I feel. I feel because I think about where we are today, where we've many times before, and where aim for many tomorrows. To say I'm content would be an overstatement. To say I'm grateful would be an understatement. I'm seeking collective liberation through a medium in which I have yet to fully explore. I desire harmonic convergence for YahWeh's kingdom in this life and beyond.
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