My Exaltation
Tangled tongues torment thy tattered torn heart.
Devious minds join to deface my name.
Eager to destroy and rip me apart.
Yet soon all hypocrites will bow in shame.
I build they tear down still I will not quit.
So lionized is there judgmental view.
Content they are in the bird catcher’s pit.
Eternal nights they spew vile with no clue.
Yet I rise like the phoenix, flames ablaze.
Exalted glory is mines to obtain.
It's time to rise above this mundane maze.
Ignite true power that I must sustain.
Stand up and witness my essence upsurge.
As I bow and allow my soul to purge.
Copyright © Jason Braxton | Year Posted 2011
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