Love letters to God

 

Give
Always give what you can
Even if your allies draw lines in the sand
And dig, always dig a little deeper
Sometimes it’s hard to be my brother’s keeper
Love

So you let love in
Baby I am home in the wake of your skin
And it’s crazy
How we wear our ceremony
Always be open to your path and your journey
Yes
She cradles my loneliness
A home in a forest nest
Universal test, feel the weight of my love put your hand on
my chest
And rest
In the cradle of my arms
The battle that we face is a place where our scars come from
And to pick up that gun
My love we are destined to teach these ones to be brave
And never run away
Courage is birthed from the womb on the first light of day
Yeah, the day you were born you came out perfect never meant
to be torn
In silence
Never been so loud in the violence
Never been so proud of a people
When we’re fighting for a change
Not afraid to lose it all despite all the rage
We are animals
And we cannot be caged
Provoke us to fight
So we burn a little sage and write poetry
Wiser than the enemy will ever be
The minority
And authority
Are you here to protect or arrest me?
I can’t tolerate the hate, and I’m losing sleep
Can’t breathe because they’re choking out a war in me
Immorality

Love letters to God
I wonder if she reads them or if they get lost
In the stars, the stars, in the stars
So many parts to a heavy heart
If there’s no beginning, then where would you start?
Start, start, where would you start?

Human souls
So we carve ’em into story Totem poles
Because we’re always searching for a certain goal
A pattern of physics, a role
Don’t believe all you’re told
And open
Open up your fist
A misconception
You can fight like this
In praise
With the power of prayer
If God’s on our side we can take the stairs
To the heavens
Flipping through my chapter seven
I live with the snakes in the great deception
No court in this country for men
Who steal from their mother on paper with pen
And we’re tripping
Down a red dirt road
And we’re asking
Is this the way we should go?
Kissing, soft top feet of my goddess
We walk the earth, baby yeah we got this
Focus, and it’s redirected
Grateful, and I’m resurrected
Stubborn, But I know the way
You’re the skin of my drum
To your rhythm I will sway
Take my hand
I won’t lead you astray
We will not go gently into the darkest of days
Grandma’s here, and she says persevere
Take a walk in her mocks sees a trail of tears
And our fears, are the same as they ever were
Beers numb the pain of our holocaust years
Always mobbing and motion
Maybe, baby be an island over an ocean
Your arches, how they bend and contract in my conscience
Never slipped through the grip of my thesis
And my theory is I shine in your presence
A deliverance

Love letters to God
Wonder if she reads them or if they get lost
In the stars, the stars, in the stars
So many parts to a heavy heart
If there’s no beginning, then where would you start?
Start, start, where would you start?

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Lettres d’amour à Dieu
Je me demande si elle les lit ou si elles se perdent
Dans les étoiles, les étoiles, dans les étoiles
Tant de pièces sur un cœur lourd
S’il n’y a pas de début, alors, où commenceriez-vous?
Commencez, commencez, où commenceriez-vous?
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15 réflexions sur “Love letters to God

  1. Sublimes paroles  » Courage is birthed from the womb on the first light of day
    Yeah, the day you were born you came out perfect never meant
    to be torn
    In silence
    Never been so loud in the violence
    Never been so proud of a people
    When we’re fighting for a change
    Not afraid to lose it all despite all the rage
    We are animals
    And we cannot be caged
    Provoke us to fight
    So we burn a little sage and write poetry
    Wiser than the enemy will ever be
    The minority
    And authority
    Are you here to protect or arrest me?
    I can’t tolerate the hate, and I’m losing sleep
    Can’t breathe because they’re choking out a war in me
    Immorality »

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      • Sublime dommage qu’on ne face pas la promotion d’artistes comme lui car lui c’est un vrai artiste. Mais non on préfére faire la promotion de Clémence petit cul qui bouge tres sensuellement son petit cul avec ses mini shorts et que ses paroles ne veulent rien dire…..que faire la promotion de gars comme lui ou de chanteuses comme Birdy….et bim Sansa va me mettre un demi douzaine de giffles ce soir lol. Non sérieusement déja faudrait arreter les smartphones et remmtre les bon vieux téléphones portables capables a juste téléphoner et envoyer des messages. Comme ça fini les selfies et surtout fini la perte de temps a savoir si George Dupont a pété hier soir au dinner avec Clémence lol. Bises a bientôt

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      • C’est bien pour cela que Je partage des billets à son sujet car j’aimerai vraiment qu’il puisse être entendu et reconnu de tous 🙏
        (Fais gaffe à ce que tu dis, tu vas finir par prendre des tartes, Sansa va pas te rater 😉)

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