Like the kiss to a first born
So tender, loving, filled with care
Like the kiss to a son leaving home
Unconditional, emotional, filled with fear
To a kiss in the air (woah)
Salute to your boy
Sound of cold breeze to your ear
Heart beats but the memories bring joy
(Woah) oh boy
Entwined by the lingering language of Psalms
In love with faith, the spirits combined
It’s strange that I’m filled with hate
But sometimes bad spirit visit from time to time
Could’ve used the tip of my fingers
But “POW”... straight to my chicken chewing jaw
Slammed my face with the wrinkled face of my palm
The impact, so vigorous to tear my skin to see blood pour
Used the strongest muscle in arm
See where there is good there is bad
Where there is a beginning there is an end
Like the look to a first born
So hinder, unloving, filled with regret
Like the wave to a son leaving home
Sarcastic, relieved, glad at last
A flip side to the good lays the bad
An end to the beginning
Begins a new beginning
Ending the bad begins good or bad
Maybe beginning a new end
To me
From myself
By i
Dear lord hear my humble cry
So after my prayer anoint me
Before i go to dream of heaven
Signal your angel to kiss me goodnight.
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