I've been sticking with god
Because of the sickening odds.
Practically
Impossible. Solo means inventions.
Direction. And protection is gone.
Alone I am frail.
And sick as a dog.
So I trudge the path that was asked all along
And satisfaction brings
Family. Friends.
And the family dog
Lucifer's madness
I asked him begone.
It's my angel. And me. Becoming.strong as family bonds.
Birth of my baby
As the world catches strong
The love in bask
In the heart
Of the one sent from god