Many Lives Many Masters

I desire only Peace But I must face the Truth here He is numbered among them I look down at the campfires He is lost in the vastness of their army His tent is guarded by Warriors when he sleeps He is such a coward The thought of being hunted by such a man is a mystery Like sticks builds spikes Like words build men up Look in my eyes Sir Now I look in your eyes You are shocked your blood spills out I drilled you in the heart And send you to that path in the skys May you wonder among the stars and never find your way Thank You great Spirits for the Victory over death He is coming like a theif in the night As wise as a serpent as harmless as a dove Men should always pray and not lose heart If you feint in the day of adversary your strenght is small Beware less her words be like an arrow that pierces A BIRDS LIVER Only the strongest of men are killed by her My words are from the Master I did'nt come to bring Peace but a Sword Look I see a prophet on the streets of New York Yelling at the top of his lungs the end is near I look up but the sky is'nt falling Like that man could ever mess with the best like my compositions could ever fall beneathe another man Unless they swoop down to lift him up Unless i fall to doubt Like God ever favored him with better words Better composed-Better said But never spoken till he read my dictation And it inspired him It raised him out the writer's block That Powers blocked Like Greater Powers opened and spoke in many Voices and many Masters The words in my heart crash down I see poems wrote from my past life The hand of the Queen on Her finger the purest Emarld when I kissed it The Mission I undertook for her I just suppose it was an erran of Life and Death A Battle I would of never won without the help of my 3 friends That are still here to this day And I rode horseback from post horse to post horse From Spain to France And ran the last one so hard untill he fell and blood came out his mouth A ran up the steps of the Palace in a cloud of dust And the servants fed me and hung me back in the Queens closet Believe me or not! I am the Queen's wingman! Just like One of David's Mighty Men My Hand is Frozen to the Sword