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Burning lights sit high, / In the sky, on red carpets and screens. / They burn bright in the sky and die. / Like all-stars, they fade..away.
Where now is the guiding light? / This journey's long, and I don't have time appreciate the beauty of a sunset. / But, maybe I can make it if I pack just right, / if I were to surrender to God's way, without putting up a fight.
Once my burdens were borne, I found myself/ Packed. Prepared. Reborn. / What could we ever carry that's lighter than light? / Even in the midst of darkness, my eyes never meets night. / My shades block out the decay & rotting sun. / To walk this path I cannot afford temporal influence. / I walk by faith, not by sight.
I dream out of the box, like these braids/ yet interwoven into the body of Christ. / This is life eternal. / To make it on this journey, you better pack light.
I pack my shades until the son fades - A play on words but foolish to those whom never heard - but my God lives forever , there isn’t a light that’s better- he shines so bright , I’ll keep following his light - so I’ll keep these shades with me . Because it’s a long time for eternity
As the son'srays bounce off my shades i reflect on who i used to be, someone who carried thiughts in my heads like braids with the weight on my shoulders from life experiences, i became chained by captivity, waiting for my liberty to come till i seen the light shine down on me like a billion stars in the sky, there is a savior who's trying to save me.
Greater is he that’s in the world than the one in me. Or at least that’s what they want me to see, want me to be—leave my throne and sift through seeds. But your disbelief will never tarnish the royalty. He predestined me. And I know I am more than what you spoon feed on my explore page. So I apply the shades, rocks the braids, keep my head in the clouds ‘cause I need the space.
What if these dark discs
through shade on the windows of my soul just to hide the shame?
My essence neatly packed in a pretty knapsack full of dreams.
Dreams I carry like luggage,
Dreams devastated by disappointments
Ransacked in a midsummer night's madness.
My dreams deffered converted ambition to baggage.
So I unpack and bask in the beauty of Holy ghost blowing my ashes.
Wait on the Lord I say...
The darker the night, the brighter the gladness.
“You can’t live in pure hell and expect heaven to be on your side”
Leaving what's behind me,
In search of the new.
I packed up my fears
And left what I knew.
Tired of my sin,
Worn out by the earth.
I decided to try
God's gift of rebirth.
Others tried Jesus
And claimed they were changed.
I hope that my story
Will be the same.
I'm done with this baggage.
I long to be free.
I want a new life
With Jesus in me.
“It’s time to rise up, Better take a stand/Look among the people, shake a different hand” stems from a project in working on @kingdomwriters
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