by 1st Poet

So much life inside

Battling with this spirit that belongs to "God"
Looking a the world through material eyes
Wanting the pleasures of life on the outside

The price is too much the cost is too high
Self must die to the world for "Gods" true purpose to manifest
So his true desires for ones life to be activated

Hands stretched wide yielding to "God"
Praying for his strength to guide 

Lord take these emotional demons and bind them up in you son "Jesus name"
Make me the man you formed from the clay

Today I proclaim my destiny in you
Use my mind, my hands, and my feet
Use me to be a vessel to teach   

Torn by 1st Poet

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