God
Where I am not, You are.
Where I am, You are.
What I am not, You are.
What I am, You are.
How can I hide from something within me?
I can only abide with something within me.
What else do I need when I have everything within me
I bury craving in His empty grave for everything I have
Already I am that, I am more than I deserve
Already I am that, I am here to serve
Already I am that, I am.
All I have to do is to give it out, birth it out.
Let the world see gifts given in secrete
Firm and permanent like dried concrete
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Elfuric
Ever since I learnt how to write I never stopped writing short stories, poems and ideas. I am from Africa living in South Africa, Joburg. I am a business man with a love for music and writing. Its lovely how a poem can be turned into a song. Rhythm and Words are my closest friends. I respect The Sound of Life and the power in following your Heart which makes Music till the day you die.
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