Friday, May 4, 2012

Psalm 23


Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I feel no evil for you are with me, your rod and your staff they comfort me
Giving me the opportunity to walk confidently, unto you I cherish thee, although tempted to live through blasphemy, questioning the art of what’s Heavenly
Today I pause to speak to you with no boundaries, so exquisitely
Masonry - as to the structure of my heart..., violently – to the way my life have been walked
Yet still I fought and to you the thoughts are brought
Infinite One, all battles has been put to a halt
Disturbed by the misuse of words, controlled by the politics of other creature’s soul
I must uphold to the stories I once told, I’m on the right road, the path is so cold
Within my dome, I’m processing the feeling of being left alone, what happened to that secrete home
Am I to set aside the way of life I so desperately wish to deny but whom outcome through mad madness I take much pride
How am I to collide and breathe through both sides, when it is what I hate to this date that fuels me - to make me great – I’m stepping on bricks held up due to fate