Divine
peace all the time as i write it on my mind, then press rewind,
an attempt to entwine history with messages of mine,
before divine i stand a sign the message is you control time,
before you whine and after your crimes right before that dime,
charges with no hind sight or plight thats you with all your might,
when youth gave flight that tested our sight,
but now plight as most pity for life inside we all cry,
although deaf i deny, still can't hear that sad bye,
cause this presence is mine and you're still divine,
speaking to readers of this poem of mine.
Copyright © Rospel Funk | Year Posted 2016
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