Faith
I have an Audacuius Faith
and Jesus Christ is My escape
His Strong Tower is My shelter
Giving Protection through the Pouring Rain
As Each Storm brings with it
destruction,darkness and rage
Then its soon followed by warmth of the Sun bringing renewal to every page.
A Lesson rememberd
I returned to drawing board
Back to the foundation
And all that was sacred to the Lord
To try and understand just a little bit more
Why some of us have so much and just throw it away
and others having nothing to claim except life till that to gets Ripped Away
Bringing suffering & endless pain
Homeless and Shamed
And still they sacrifice themselves each and every day.
Then others go & Rob cheat lie and steal
Then come to a place they can call Home to a loyal family clean clothes heat and beverage and a hot meal
But all the same
His Holy fire
Burned alive
My cold heart & troubled mind
Day after day I Always tried
As I Battled the negativity trying to corrupt my life
And when I'd feel like I kept losing
these questions filled and haunted time after time.
It was always consuming
try to explain what happened
But nothing seemed right
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PersonalThemeAbstract
Blends personal spiritual struggle with abstract faith philosophy
SparseMeasureDense
Multiple interconnected ideas: faith, suffering, inequality, redemption densely packed
DarkSentimentBright
Oscillates between despair and hope, ultimately redemptive despite darkness
StillEnergyExplosive
Passionate intensity with questions and storms; uneven pacing somewhat tempers drive
MicroLengthEpic
Approximately 36 lines; falls in 31-60 line range
PlainFigurativeOrnamented
Strong tower, burning fire, storms, light metaphors; moderately ornamented throughout
LyricVoiceDramatic
Predominantly lyric internal voice; minimal dramatic persona or narrative distance
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