As we travel this journey called life,
We only live because of HIS Word.
HE knew us cause we were HIS thoughts,
HE spoke and our lives occurred.
We all are now living souls,
Our body is just the shell.
Whether its white, black, or brown.
Our soul dwells in its cell.
I must say that it is a joy!
For it is proof that we are a plan.
Finger prints are not the same.
You were created an original man.
For this cause, we are a purpose.
We are all apart of HIS WILL.
HIS purpose is this dream.
That we all live to fulfill.
So as we walk through life's journey.
Our shell will deteriorate.
Through time we will suffer.
Until that day when we awake.
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