God Don'T Let Me Be Misunderstood

God don't let me be misunderstood

I step in to the world innocently

I was no victim of my making
on my born day

I was born like every human

once a baby like every child 

until one day 
the day of transformation

just like adam my eye was 
open 

just like eve I eat the forbidden
fruit of life 

and now am a man of my 
kind so deep in Gods wisdom

I don't need to obey all
that comes my way 

cos my eyes has seen the 
world yet still watching

that made me 
a victim in a wild world

despite I was born innocently
in a world were my crime 
points on humanity

that was my only resistant
to their evil ideology world wide

despite my good intension
am never ruled out as a rebel 

as I stand deep with the psalms
of my soul 

writing the truth with my humble
bleeding heart 

still am misunderstood
fingers still Points to my doors
for a reason that never justify
my good intension

despite I was no victim
of my making
yet I still pray 
oh God don't let me be misunderstood
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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