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Lord help me!
Lord Help Me!
I was born praying that You help
Me achieve big dreams I have.
So that I can live a happy life.
I prayed hoping for white dove
Will descend from above.
To fill me with Spirit and flatter brave.
Little did the poor child knew
he was digging a grave.
I am filled with terror, ears buzzing, eyes turned blur.
My lonely road, veiled with thorns, and unbearable fire. Like a tunnel that gleams like golds on the outside, inside covered with deep darkness.
Every soul in my eyes sounds is like woes in pursuit of my life.
Spent thousands years of crying
at the scared place.
But there was nothing to embrace.
Lord help your son his paths gleam.
I tried to forsee, but all was an illusion.
What about the dreams and visions how big and marvelous they are!
Lord please help me! I'm just a lonely son raised by single mother.
© Lufuno Nefox