Dexsta Ray

Gold Star - 13,733 Points (March 8,1994 -)

By Some Means (Give Me What's Mine) - Poem by Dexsta Ray

My things involve me…

Not this point in time, satan
Not a joy declined
Evil spirits trying to take me but the mind is safely
Kept, under wings, no calls received
No messages
'Cause let it'd been, my suffer cease
How could I be jealous over something people stole from me? (not a human)
'He don't need to know a thing.'
I fell right into the trap
See where trusting go? A shame…
I don't think the Lord would be unfair to me
So un-scared of things
Prepared for chains, but nothing feel great about despair and pain
To claim I made it happen
Like I did something wrong
The whole time
Before the trap, I was fixed on my own
So was surprised when this was wrapped
Because I hadn't heard from you
In years
Manipulate my folks, to bring disturbance here
We never were that serious
Couldn't make it work
They ask about me to you, and that is some crazy nerve
This obviously is satan's work
Jezebel, you ain't submerge, the unfaithful turn
And need a reason to deceive me
Trying to make it burn
Hate me for no reason, but you love the ones who've done you dirty
I'm singled out
Using 'love' as a way to merge us
Nothing worse than a person who'd do anything for earnings
With no mercy, it's unchained, and a renegade of serpents
I can't let it fade until I'm paid
Everything I'm due
The full amount, I ain't crazy over things but
Who can take away your efforts? Using dark measures
Getting mine, you really lied
I don't start, ever
I was put up on the hidden tactics
And they actually, did backwards, like I'm acting up or something
Like my future's on their hands
A foolish plan…
If I did have a child, I would know about it
It ain't like I'm going around, living whoring, houses after houses
That ain't me, and lately, I can't see another route
Than in relationship with spirit
When is Jesus come about? And vindicate my life?
And If not, I still will make it, see, I been alright
I'm tired of being the option for the evil, I ain't with the slights
Staying in the Light
No one knows a brother, like that
Their sayings isn't right, no one know this brother like that
Ain't scared to fight back
You listen to demons
You stole my stuff and disguise it with the silliest reasons
You staged and set me up, for praise
I promise, you'll pay for this
I wasn't even in your range, now we're who? Making 'mends?
I don't desire any love things with something that'll jug me, I don't trust free
Just replete what you've done, thief
But I'll get better
Witness spirit, stuff that's unleashed, come to me
I ain't trying to go and shun peeps
I don't know where one sleeps, just get in touch by some means

Topic(s) of this poem: truth


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Poem Edited: Wednesday, November 25, 2015


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