who knows?

frustration built inside of me

straining to be released

taking all effort to keep peace, to be

free from all i thought was deceased.

oh to take it all and to let me go now

won’t the struggles never end?

the voices, the words telling me how

to stray away, to break and bend.

hold on, wait a sec, i’m getting a thought

maybe i’m not intended to do

all these cravings so painfully fought

are all not for me, they’re for You.

time and again i’ve come by this road

and lessons well learnt are retaught

the old ass this stubborn mule knows the code

in her mind, yet her heart knows it not.

so for many more times you’ll hear these words

from me, complaining bout my Flesh

in times of bumpy rides instead of soaring like the birds

when soul and His Spirit in me doth clash.

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