Emotion Dough

Emotions always rise

Attracted To Pulled To

Provisions come

So I don’t chase

Taught well

They’ll appear before my face

Any bragging

No it’s all of grace

Yeah run

This a different kind of race

Tasted goodness

Now it’s first place

King of Kings

He ain’t broke

Lord of Lords

All others jokes

Potent scriptures primed to quote

Life instead of the murder she wrote

Poet assigned to keep your faith afloat

Before persecution chokes throats


It’ll come

Through a ceiling

Through a feeling

God’s blessing on cards

He stay dealing

Talents used bringing healing

Even my smile is equipped

Blessings shot from the hip

He makes it accurate

All by his power not mine

If I shoot alone I miss every time

Ask him of his goodness

It’s shining!

Should be sleeping but praise is speaking

Empty myself receive teaching

Straight from the source

No leaking

It’ll come to me


Drawn by Jehovah

Running over

Popcorn blessings in hot butter

Dense with mysterious gifts as he utters

His words are powerful

Never sputter

Got a heart aflutter

Even when I write it wrong

He knows what I mean still appreciates the song it’s an honor.

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