you held me down.... when everyone else called me clown..
you kept my head above the water so that i wouldnt drown..
they said i wrong i didnt belong....
but it was you who kept me strong
and even if i went through the seven plagues of egypt you see...
it would be you and only you to bring me to my knees...
i know and i heard that the struggle is real..
but i cant help this feeling for you that i feel
the universe and the heavens yeah they do align
creation at its best i believe in design
and if we manifest the thoughts in our minds
then we can believe in god the creator of all time
the flock is getting thick and scoffers are rich
they deny the word when they dig their own ditch '
but the world gets me down when i look all around
the vibration of truth can not utter its sound
flocks and the heards of the city
cattle to the slaughter like pity
but none be the wise
on that path of demise
tangled thoughts of the mind
flicker fusion like shutters and blinds
you ask for miracles and signs but none will be shown
but those who have witnessed are spiritually grown
Copyright © John Castro | Year Posted 2016