I light the mic so your ears can inhale my hype/
I don’t believe in fight or flight/
I sit tight in His light while you take another hit off of my insight/
I’m just a guest by invite trying to focus my soul sight in this chess game of life/
All I request is that You bless my nest and keep me close to Your chest/
I do my best to deflect my intellect & let God interject with His perfect concept to bless my every step/
I invest in hope & let the Holy Ghost detect & diagnose so I can connect my soul’s rope to the command post of our heavenly Host/
My thoughts are burning tread on this track in my head/
My pride & ego hang from the coat rack below the closet shelf & the stack of life cards I was dealt are hidden beneath my belt/
Here I embark on a stealth mission crying for help as I try to figure out the art of losing myself/
I'm just a passive nerd stuck on this massive earth tryin to clutch onto His everlasting Word/
I don’t consider myself a distinguished gentleman/
Just tryin to represent His kingship by being sentimental & genuine/
My sole aim is not to claim even a grain of fame but when my soul embarks I hope I left a mark on your heart/
This is just a train stop & my pain & sobs were bought by the One who reigns over my thoughts/
I keep my focal point on the One who appoints so I can vocally anoint my spiritual joints/
I dropped outta the rat race to escape the lost & dazed/
Now I rock a straight poker face to represent my case for faith/
My spiritual gaze sets my soul ablaze & the level of my God gauge is off the page/
I left my battles of the past in the shadows of His grasp & now I no longer hang from the gallows of wrath/
My bliss is intrinsic cuz I invest in friendship/
Love is endless when you surrender to the resistance/
My blemishes are replenished & every sentence I’m inventing is ascending into the never ending/
Represent for He above & kinship will forever be consistent in this simplistic grip of a life derived from persistent strife/
Indeed it has been awhile since you last wowed me with your God-given talent. I really like this one, but then again I don't think I have ever not liked one of your pieces.
ReplyDelete"Here I embark on a stealth mission crying for help as I try to figure out the art of losing myself"
I can totally relate to this line. It is such a journey to discover what 'losing yourself' really looks like.
I'm glad you are writing again. This is good stuff Matt.
~Prudence