Me the Made of God
Me; the one who beneath his feet
Angels had fell
The slave of god
Me, in mother's eye
I’m her son the king
And the cool guy
For the one who love me
Merely her dream sweet
Her love I am
And don’t ask why
May she write about me
A poem or two
Me
For the enemies
I’m the dark knight
Some may carry me
As a candle of light
And for some
I am a saber
Or Cave for escape in storm
Time
And for other I’m escape goat
Weak like lame ant out of account
But beside; just me
Like or don’t like
Mike me who u like
The sag or the diamond u hold in hand
Or hang over me your lack
But still I am who I am
The limited edition of god
Leaf of cedar or grain of sand in the hand of god
And the time is winding through
His path no hole in that
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