Chantel Coates

Confuse Nomore

As i sit in my room pondering the path of life
Try to seek the honorable ways by the end of the day

Coping with the variety of opinion my ear has perceive
Frightened, cause im aware of whom, and who deceives

But the thirst in my sprit makes me seek
God who inhabits in me, i just needed to believe

Confusion slowly invade my spirit
My mighty desire become rapidly insipid

I apprehend a attack that just has arose
If i didn’t know anything else i knew i wasn’t alone

So i put my armor on and fight with my sword
I confuse the enemy by praising the Lord

Attack came when he think weak
Anger i don’t show i remain meek

The devil is over rated when he think he can win me
The word let me know my father is king of kings

It let me know where i stand and need to go
Im going above which is far from below

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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 28, 2010
Poem Edited: Friday, May 28, 2010

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