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Higher Power

1/2/24 All glory to the higher power Since day one when life flowered Could see it all without a giant tower All liars and cowards Had opportunity to right those wrongs until their final hours Meanwhile the divine showered The planet with gifts in nine hours All praise to the one above Filled this world with much love Even though there was some blood Being spilled daily, because of drugs Or a dumb grudge What was fun Ended up becoming a conundrum Just not the same cloth all are cut from All credit to the holy spirit The seas rough but it helps me steer the ship Toward safety even when near the cliffs Most aren't trying to hear it Unfortunate that they fear quick It doesn't get more clear than this Dear sis Everywhere watch out for appearances Not all is as it seems, been that way here since The beginning of it all humans did jeer and trick On each other including the world after a severe shift Left in the dark thrown into a wierd pit Full of deer ticks Then stabbed in the back by spear tips This was how they chose to use their mere gifts All tribute goes to the divine For the world they provide Without taking sides They tell the truth no lies Instead of leaving others in the dark they steer them right By bringing them into the light Where they must find what they seek in the sunshine Follow this path and you'll do just fine It often traces back to a bloodline Yet sometimes They're just not sound and of mind Jesus left us blessed All lifeforms with or without flesh He did his best yet still they jest There will always be pests On either side of the mountain crests During the trek Keep your feelings in check Others want you to risk your neck Then they're the first to hit the deck Make changes unless you want to live in debt The road of a million deaths Just like fish in nets All of this, It's in text Yet there's still more in the hidden depths Ever since we've been given breath All has a toll If you take a stroll Across hot coals In the North Pole You'll see a gold bowl Atop a knoll Inside it sits a scroll With the answers to saving souls It's no bull Just beyond almost all's control

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