The Day Creativity Died
I lad down my pen
This is it I said
I laid down my head
This is the day, this is the day
Creativity died
I tried and tried
But I couldn't provide
Any works of knowledge
So I was still
And I prayed to God
But I wasn't in His will
So I cried...
This is the day creativity died;
This is the day creativity died;
So I spoke a word, no one heard
And I wrote a word, no one read it;
So I soon forgot it
God just took it away.....
I lad down my pen
This is it I said
I laid down my head
This is the day, this is the day
Creativity died
I'm all up set
I'd use to be blessed
backslid, fallen, fell on the floor
Trip against the wall
Now I called on Jesus
I laid down my head
This is the day, this is the day
Creativity died
But I wasn't in His will
So I cried...
This is the day creativity died;
This is the day creativity died;
Oh! Lord have your way in my in my life today
Oh! Lord renew in me give me your thoughts I pray
Help me to do right
Help me to see the light
Renew in me your words so that I may write
Renew the creativity
Yeah
Birth in me the words you want me to say, hey
today this I promise your words I will recreate and honor
yesterday was the day creativity died
But since I fell on my knees and I prayed
God renewed the creativity today
08/09/17
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2017
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