Brave
Loving
Merciful and light
The power delivered endeavours your sight.
Relax and surreal
You are the deal to the father,
Rather be angry and irate?
Or humble yourself... I rather not get into that debate.
I can only stay humble with his love
I write this poetry through his orchestra steer,
His presence is your arrow
You have nothing else to fear.
None of us are perfect
No one can proclaim that tag in life,
You do your best and reap the gifts his lays
As long as it serves his love, that power forever stays.
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