Addicted To Poems Part Iv
This morning I woke up from bed
With a paper and pen in my hand
Then I started to write, I hope you'd get it right?
Addicted to poems,
But
been looking for inspiration, so I let the Good book flash his light
before I get lost in the darkness of a blindsight
Life of an addict, But one without insight
Success is a hidden treasure I need, so I seek Christ
Its Faith over Power, an improper fraction
Dear God Direct all my plans and my actions?
Cas all that twinkles in the sky is not a star
Some live behind a mirror, to viel who they trully are
Perception of perfection, they present Fake reflections
But Obi Chidubem
will shine as bright as Jeruselem
Please feel free to clap
As the Lord's servant raps
But never call me crazy
Its a virtue not being lazy
Dear Lord keep me strong, working on my craft
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