I Am Accustomed To the Promises of You-

I come accustomed to the Providence 
The perils that be falling me l
I come accustomed to my revenants
 the reality of the colored used
 I come accustomed to my liberties 
Constrained conflicted and arranged
 I come accustomed to the way the world views me
Views me as I am
 I am befallen I come accustomed to the ways of this world 
And I stand in rally 
I am be fallen so I am calling on the promises of you


10/24/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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