The flat face between life or death,
Small space to clear the last breath,
Decided by a beaming premonition,
Divided by meaning of the mission,
Hearing voices of the higher calling,
Fearing choices and I keep falling,
Longer by day, stronger by a week,
Truth hunger seek the way I speak,
Did I forget to mention redemption?
Or vet my heart to see the intention,
I’ve felt that spirit of unseen wings,
To shake away the unclean things,
Back uphill still equal to the task,
Seeing nil faces that fill the mask,
Many missing, the loyalty is dead,
What was said fled inside my head,
By all seen spirits do not be guided,
Thinking lean fits a mind one sided,
I know the past of those who last,
Why drink the lie, that dye is cast,
Good and evil both hear me pray,
And say…I live for yet another day.
Rodney S. O. Campbell ©
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