My Essence
Times in life become so intense
Man with evil deeds and needs
Lives by time ruined in ignorance
Humans so vile leads and succeeds
Why am I so shattered by their arrogance
Fools seem to enjoy their foolish deeds.
Through out my existence
I have always pondered
Upon the lies and the truth
Is God really the essence?
I closed eyes and wondered
Wanting my wisdom tooth
Does it even make any sense
In the wilderness I wandered
Out there He was my Truth
Hardened is their circumstance
With pride they are squandered.
They will face His fierce wrath.
I know who is my root
I will never rot.
The one who ties the knots
None can break his bonds
He fills everything
He feels everything
He knows everything
He does everything
He is everywhere.
He hears everything
He fears nothing.
My essence
Your patience is out matched
My Father
My home by You is thatched
My Mother
My torn clothes by you are patched
My Brother
My stolen belongings you fetched
No other
Can ever take your place
Why Bother
Looking for someone else?
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