Voice Of A Child

VOICE OF A CHILD

Hello teacher tell me whats my lesson
look right through me,right through me.
Preacher Preacher yes am I a sinner
preaching to me, shouting through me.
Mother father are you sure you love me
birth you gave me, birth you gave me.
Sister brother friends am I so ugly
u dont play wid me, dont play wid me

And society, do you care about me

please dont hurt me, do not hurt me

4 Im just a child, your child.



 WHY ME.

Why me, why me, why me, why me, why me,
Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, please.
I have to tell the truth the reason I recluse
If it were not 4 this thing placed on me
I wish I would be normal like the rest.
But I have this burden, this gifting,its weary
to have the spirit of prophecy and sorry its me
That I am o not ready for the lords will, oh no.
So I try to run away from the calling, I try
if I wasn't so stubborn to see im wasting time.

Not me lord, not me, I cant even so speak well
How shall I convert one 4 u with this stuttering
So I run away and hide my thoughts in Poetry
then decline to speak because im timid & shy.
I have knowledge and feel the winds voice
But I still cannot believe I am your choice.
This time this rhyme is closed I am no more
but a thought of the words I once poured.
Spirit of prophecy leave me alone I pray
Let me sing and dance my merry own way.


Mythical_Poet