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I open my eyes to another day While others are shut forever And on this day of reconciliation I prostrate myself towards a higher power And submit myself to him and his necessity If he did not have a purpose for me My eyes would have dilated My mind would have carried over into spirit And my soul would have passed over No, I am still here Still living and breathing and surviving Still striving to succeed And in my success I have faith indeed And in my shortcomings I am holding to contempt Although I know that all could have been avoided with my own strength I stretch my mind to the heavens to say thank you for it all Hoping one day when its time to hear the call I will stand tall and ready We dropped bombs in Somalia, next the Serengeti, If you find me laid upon the battlefield Machete in hand, body broken and bruised for you I have finally done what is needed from me I finally won Lord’s battle for thee In the midst of the storm I shall stay the course Because nothing but God can take my life Nothing but God can end my strife Nothing but God can Pass me over To understand my words, you must first understand my mind. Balik737 |