God is my Armour.
My promise and my protector.
My father.
Teacher. Redeemer.
And genius inventor.
Mentor. Selector .
Embracing my soul.
In his forever.
With one word.
I earn back. Terms
He made me to endeavor.
But I better never.
I remember.

Hostile violence.
Thoughtless and  childish

Immoral times that.
I felt no guidance.
Surviving blinded.
In a spine.
Of dry rivers.
For every hidden crying.
Maybe minding more of
Your acceptance.
And selling perception
To the mindless.
Society disguised as.
A lie *** I hide that
Which is cloaked
In my inner innocence.
Now the whole thing
Brought to light shed.
My soul becomes awoke.
With poetry
Devotion music
And new kindness.
As he spoke it.
My time diminished.
And I'm reminded
Of his every thought
As I was blinded
And misguided
In my silence