A House Divided
I am lost for words, when appearances dim..
I think to myself, the circumstances seems grim.
How did I present, a truth to behold..
When jealousy rages, and grips your poor soul..
I get up and fight, the forces at will..
By peacefully seeking, God's own fill.
To defend what is right, and what I believe..
The revelation of envy, from you
I receive.
I stand amazed, at what is declared..
For misfortune comes, in packets of dread.
The least in the castle, I continue to rise..
Yet clouds of refuge, are shadows in disguise.
A house divided, could never stand..
For the strongest of men, are perceived to be sand.
Why, Oh Why.. do the heathen rage..
When countless blessings, are locked in a cage..
Grateful I am, to run this race..
For the way of the humble, is absent of lace.
I yearn in my closet, for knowledge to obey..
Though beaten and battered, I will conquer and stay.
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