there's no earthly muse but from God it is for whatever is by the will of His all of beauty by His Divine demand is it not exactly how He has planned
there are no deep oceans 'n' no high hills for all of my writings in all its skills would come from none other than God alone 'cause inspiration by Him only shown
upon me no revelation be sent for my time mostly as sinner been spent could be mercy my words shall never find it's my inner fear to be disinclined
i say my lovely Muse, my lovin' God tho i am not of those walkin' the shod