I seem to be a misfit
A man trying to find a place to fit
A wanderer with the sight of a bat
A journeyman with a beacon not seen
but felt
Not heard aloud
but heard in my heart
I’ve seen the ghost above all ghosts-The Holy Ghost
King above all kings
Lord above all Lords
A Peaceful Prince above all nations
And People
I’m a man who can’t seem to stand on his own two feet
A headless man running around
Falling into the traps of wickedness
Wandering aimlessly like a chicken with its head cut off
An artisan with no tools
A craftsman with nothing to sell
But grace came and she gave me a second chance
A second chance at life and a second chance at giving my all



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