When all door close it seems impossible to get out
In pursuit for survival a desert falls upon one’s throat
Heart ache and disappointments pursue to destroy many
Man’s failures to destroy your life-time achievements
Born for greatness in pursuit to give the Lord my achievements
Born for greatness in pursuit to give the all might glory
Self-centeredness and meekness don’t correlate
One’s fate is in one’s hands to control with the ability to make choices
Forgiveness lies in the mist of heart ache and the mist is only a hindrance to living live free
Born for greatness, battle waits ahead to behead you before time
Thy steps are ordered by the lord
Pursue to do righteous even when the world remains unrighteous
Be not in confusion in the mist of it
Be on good terms with your enemies
Love concurs all.
You have come to far to be wearied now
Fear no heart aches for you have be through worse
Hate not who desire to be you,
To kill you so they can be you
You are unique
No copy will be born after you
Character develops in your rush to do good before the Lord.
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