Out of Patience
following my father's footsteps to enlarge my body/
fill my soul with my mother's patience while Yah watch me/
this is a private status for soldiers surviving madness/
the more I wake the less I search the wisdom that traps Adam's kids/
who can tell my God not to use another rib/
take it from woman form a different sex that's never lived/
clever is as clever does in a Forrest of forbidden fruit/
the world spins slow to Angels here from hidden roots/
believe what u want but know that you dont have a choice/
to not believe in nothing is a double negative...
I've already murdered myself in the after life before I was born/
on stage like a mountain top liftin my sword in a storm/
the high landerin orbit watching/
clouds collect under my eyes
wonder why I cant sleep now in my bed lonely/
spirit drifts in the night searchin for Ghost who know me/
but like a nitemare I daydream that things were better/
Im never satisfied scrolling through God's hate letters/
like why this and why that and what for/
walk in what store and feel like I dont need a buck more/
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