Imprisoned

IMPRISONED

Who can see me?
Unless you see deep things
I have been kidnapped by lights
They chained me with gifting
They caned me with favor
They pushed me into grace
Victory moved through my nostrils
I am suffering from success
I have had scars of blessings
They hit my head with wisdom
Knowledge oozed from my ears
I acquired prosperity's syndrome
After all,they gave me to Jehovah
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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