The Labrynth
Sometimes we feel like life is hard to face
and we race on a track with the lines misplaced
movin fast in separate directions passin by blessins that were meant to ease our stressin but we just keep steppin
and often we come to intersections and share our lessons only to find we have answered no questions
then we continue this fraud and the world never responds seeing as we throw a facade we think can fool even God
if only they knew that behind closed doors confusions beast roared and despairs birds soared and only the sword of the lord could take down discord
but being so sore from our misguided race when we try to lift it were quickly disgraced
and in that final hour they are nearly devoured
overtaken by the most forsaken angel to taste heaven
but before the teeth of the beast could seal their defeat the lord takes hold of his sword and knocks him off his feat
Then when we see there is nothing left to fear
still we ask where do we go from here
Copyright © Sha'Ntez Jefferson | Year Posted 2012
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