Naked Beneath Eyes
Like white wash tomb with dead bones
Never satisfied in yourself, placing higher soul
Forgetting that it is of the being we live
Heart of dignity mortality our breath inhale
But living before the creator our purpose
To purify the good that we not die in vein
The hatred, sinful ways of society making
It's better for one to be in themselves righteousness
Changing of the season my eternal darkness fade
Not to be like others but that others are same
Many souls dying neglect giving unto man
Their way they fall I give in prayer skies
Only hold who I am I walk journey seen
Remembrance I am no different but inside
A man his character he question not himself
But the people of life strip him naked beneath eyes
It is one's morals taught that we learn respect
Experience we learn that we grow to success
Not by one's question our ability to live
Or question who I am that I live life
But it is only that I believe my eternal being
That I answer not but to God and myself my journey
To live and be free, my soul naked beneath eyes
Copyright © Steve Harvell | Year Posted 2024
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