shedding soul...
evidence in physical masses
everything from hair loss to glasses
Cup Full of thickened Molasses
still it runneth over
Watching and feeling the slow out pour sticky journey-
Lifting feet high
trying not to create a mess
Why? spoken word upon my chest
weight of lead within my breast
Least I follow the words that I write
Courgeously willing to fight the fight
Is it dark because it is really dawn
close to the break thru
continue carrying on
Pastor preaches penatrating words
child dont be overtaken by fear
A little more hope a little more time
sublime energy within the set time
Perservere, swim, to the other side-
Blindly trusting my ride
Totally reliant upon my driver...
His name is Christ
(C) copyright logicalpoetist July 2009
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Thank you.. Najai aka Cocoa