God gave me a year on the front line
I thought I would die
Fear shook the ridicule out of esteem
So myself was left obsessing
Crooked route in desperate screams
God don’t leave me here alone to squeam
I am defending your dream
As I ask for nothing but your frame
To magnify the soldier’s strength
Our battle is won, I just needed
a prophetic glimpse of the son
Thank you for antagonizing the front

11.13.15