Provided a truth among many lies, filled with doubt be running eyes. You played your card, yet you took mine, Stern is the parent’s hand on their child’s behind.
Labeled stone or embrace,
Labeled love or hate,
Mixed illusion of dark and light,
Which one will you take?
Forgiver or sinner, loser or winner, An osmosis of finisher and beginner,
which be thinner?
Blood, or People’s empty promises? Naysayers and do-haters, be envious and bite like gators, they wait around for your very fall. But God is testing, God has a wrath that’ll deplete it all.
Many will claim they’re there for you.
Claim they have your back, only to never fall through, never keep their word, be enemies who attempt to dissolve you.
They ain’t fair,
But God plays fair,
And she’s always there,
And she always cares.
She can be stern if you don’t value a lesson,
Not every opportunity is bad. Within each is a blessing.