Adam
My soul fell asleep and awoke
in the flesh...so thankful for
this brown skin but even more
so what lies beneath...seas of
endless thoughts I'm
immersed in like that of
water...while others continue to
swim down the main
stream...each one wrongfully
following the next one...but I
would rather walk alone down
the path of true righteousness
and wealth..no need for fortune
and fame only to stay true to
self...everybody wants to rule
the world still wont turn my
back on Mother Nature...for I
am created in her image as well
that of GOD...who is real you
still couldn't tell me otherwise.
Copyright © Claiborne Randle | Year Posted 2013
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