Yo imma Apex Predator, tell me who be my competitor/
Yo imma Apex Predator, I look into the Mirror, that be my competitor/

Do not be mistaken that is not a Prideful statement/
Checking right outta da clinic I'm not virtuous with Patients(patience)/
Haa!
Misfit in Neighborhoods/ Wood crest I been sub-urban Free Man Opposite of Hood/
feeling like Huey really I'm "understood" like a single lady Target Practice add a "Miss" if you should/
living as a slave drink a cup of His "Blood"/ but I am Not a vampire you can check my diary "cuz!"/
Huh!!
Emotional after a Horror Show/
The genocide a steady toll as I fight for my Soul/
You'll never get me unless you greet me with Fists/
persecution may come imma Radical *******/
I tell em bring it and I pull out a Massive fist/
Ladies are only worried bout how many lips I've kissed/
Never worry imma ******(yes!!) and Pacifist/
Even though I could tongue Twist/ like am An Exorcist/
Ha!!
Not perverted in the Least/
I been fighting with myself forgetting I am a Beast/
Been elated elevated from the bottom to the feet/
So I "kneel " before the Father knowing nothing like"defeat"/
Start a war I be telling em get the Cranium/
Ready for Battle getting Fit in ya Brainy gym/
Challenge intelligence knowing that it is only Him/
I wish a Brother "wood lands"(would land) like the stadium/
Getcha Pride shot I got the Perfect gun /
Verbally assassinate and Hitchu like kasisi Nuns/
The Name Dexter I go Dum dee dee Dum/
Man Up! Lil boy I know that you're somebody's son/
Haa! Told to **** it I was looking for a Bible/
Dead to sin, Walking Dead, a Zombie that you Could stifle/
Die to gain Live for Christ no needing it for a Rifle/
Any body that come forward and Promise to be a Rival/
Ha!
Fruits of the  Spirit on the  table but your Plate is "Prideful"/
Think you a "Lion" but your lying rocking with mouth full/
Of disrespect do you neglect that you need to recycle/
The sin that Towers you like the Eiffel//

My menorah is three-branched:
three the lamps that light my firmament
one, ineffable, more ancient than time
the other immanent,
and the third, the Lamb, incarnate love.
I drank of the them in a drop
of the tears the autumn sky shed.
Yea, I held a camphor to the skies.
An eternal flame, that
burns in the chamber of the heart
where I stand anointing the beloved's
feet in perfumed oil. This crimson eve
when the shadows return,
I kneel lost in the light of his love.
A silken stream from the unknown
that gushes silent in the creeks
of the heart, where I sit in gratitude
feeling the warmth in my palms.