My Call

It’s never enough
It’s about loyalty or love

It’s about fame
It’s about beating the game

Poetry is dead
Or so they said

But I wasn’t born in the wrong time
The gift is none other than mine

I’ll bring it back to life
I’ll bring it back at the expense of riches and a wife

All the hail the Son and praises to Most High
All glory to the Holy Spirit for He is the reason why

The beginning and the end
What I would do just to be called Your friend