WHAT'S THE STORY
Once upon time I came alive
Living any which way is how I survived
From the depths of hell
To the heights of heaven’s rise
Crooks, Murderers, Beasts and Saints
Were both enemies and allies
But my story is so told
From turned a new leaf preachers
To elementary school teachers
Who fought to make a mark
A man of men raised by women
And so they tried to write my story
To ignite my life paved in glory
But I was driven by demons
Battling Angels within time itself
So that is my Story my friend
For these are the shoes that I’m in
Stepping surely in the feces I laid
Watching the folly of followers
Trying to Walk this Way
Helping Others Up by Giving a Hand
As that Hand is in turn pulled back down again
Learning thru hard judgments to forgiveness
To never dismiss a soul seeking a right to light
This is my story, this is my life
So you say you can relate
But are you ready to reciprocate
Thru your life story’s to give me honor
With out question, is how you guessing
While I will be confessing and professing LOVE
That is all I got and this is what I give
But my story is full of not so nice elements
Within me I contain War without End,
Jealousy, Envy, Prejudice and Violence
All are markers that I have used to write with
But that is where night is and this is morning
Mourning the coming battle and the role I play
I’m not acting, nor just writing , this is my life
So before you go asking, think of your own
Life which I’m sure is not so boring , and I
Ask again, so What’s Your Story?
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