If all I do is pray
And Preach

Never practice by the week
Why no change

Why be weak
Why try
And cry

Maybe to reach

New peaks
Moving on

No playing
In that space

But
When will I get old
And lose the taste

To thrive
In hate

Debate
Never full faith
Dull faith

And that's the devil
Saying

Trust in no one
That's the only fate

Train to be ready
When times get really heavy

When you always
Need to be

Ready

As always
God had, has

A say
Past present

Your future
It isn't his only

Gift

Why run away

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