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No Fear Here


There’s no place for fear to reside,

No uncertain promises or untold lies. 

Because the fear that creeps up is only to camouflage preventing the potential for greatest that erupts in my thoughts and things that I touch. 

No there is no home for fear, no point of entry here. I hold the keys and have stored them away inside of me. They unlock His creation, a masterpiece. In the presence of kings I shall exist, no fear, no timidity, only a black man full of passion and gifts.

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