I have this limit
I have this crazy limit
God a soul train vision
to the shelter of wisdom
I was passionate
with my dreams
and them being filled
Billing the epiphany
that led the Will
God said I harvest you
pleasing the fact
you choose to interact
You light my map
amidst the gap
I’ve got this planned
and you my dear
are my upper hand
that serves the land
I will whisper
I will write it
with a ghost pen
You are my Servant King
chose to will the edge
spread the pledge
etch and sing
you will bring
truth in dread
the truth of Wed
I’ve urged, I’ve led