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let me go

 I am not what my shell shows thee
I wish no harm but since early years
My fate was known to me
To humbled and loving to little fear

So now that I have ran and tried
no knowledge read but message known
My individual false soul has died
And now only now verses were shown

So to get the truth of one in all
The test I found is simple
And will free me of this call
Just make false prediction and fall

So my predictions in the name of true wisdom
Is my words have been read and stay questioned
The media will seek the face of the vessel
To discredit the word by world message

So if I'm not ever found
Sought for bold words
That I hand out to all without sound
If I'm not killed by self-righteous swords
Then saved am I but a prophet no more

I hold a understanding of religion
that brings reason from infraction
I speak my heart but write my wisdom
Lost in my self is a common reaction

I show only love and harm only me
This part died at age of 33
If we bring or fate into reality
is the word to be spoken by a white
man of humble upbringing.

Seek me not my pain you should not see
The truth of gods and planets
And all other false followed scroll of he
Is based on insecure men and vanity

Please I beg to be challenged
Prove me wrong by any means
Words are not mine but come from me
I wish no credit rather world spirituality
Scrutinize and crucify my energy
But it has been done
Died the shell but rose the one

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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