My Sheep

A few still shine-Gold Souls I'm placed around them to guide If they alone choose to accept push, pull or reject, its still alright I know what it's like, to be stubborn It turns on you and will for-sure burn earn your wings here in hell by never telling yourself how you really feel like it or not expression is the remedy to overthrow the enemy of oppression all these gifts of inspiration has any of it sparked even a little Internal revelation? If so why you still waiting breakdown to be found The Lord promised you're never alone or left to be forsaken