A Day of Redemption

Today’s uniqueness rivals only yesterdays obliqueness, yesterdays obliqueness rivaling only last nights discreetness. The fear imposes as night closes which makes all slumber sleepless. It basks in our weakness and bashes our defense. Were victims to reflex who deflect whats in store just know ill stomp and ill roar before satans boars knocks at my door. Side by side we stand intertwined by our hands we strategize, eyes freshly dried and wide and formulate a plan. No more do we question our path or divinities direction, In fact were more concerned with the message its substance and its texture! Spewing thanks by the second. Standind as 1, and only 1 a seconds non existent.