"prays of the Enslaved Soul"
"Prays of The Enslaved Soul" (3/26/09/42yrs)
So small, no one can see
just a blackish, ink mark were my soul should be
tearfully waiting to be what i want to be
to move on to greener pastors (pastures)
spilling out the inter me, calling out to the soon to be
just no were to find a clear path, to that thing i call, me
just waiting, and waiting
till i can place one idle dream into a real movement of freedom!
so that when one tear falls from my face, it will roll from the cheeks
of joy and laughter
so, i wait and pray for this day, but most of all
i pray for the strength too wait one way or the other!
aka:lyricvixen
Copyright © Verlecia Fields | Year Posted 2009
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