Animal Instinct
I am prepared for battle, but against myself you see,
this is where, the real battles be.
To take control of myself, no longer in dismay,
as I walk with integrity leading me the way.
I stand in the truth, as it be in me,
as I walk on two feet, my animal no longer be.
My soul was bought and paid for, it came at great cost,
without this redemption, my soul would still be lost.
The battles I face each and every day,
is to keep myself, in the right way.
When I give up or falter, the scent of defeat, fills the air,
the spirits swoop in, without thought or care.
Over and over, daily until we can see,
our own spiritual battles, that come for you and me.
I battle alone, with myself, so we both may live,
as I wake each day, my way’s to God I give.
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