[Mr. J. Medeiros] Welcome to the struggle Where a poets gotta rhyme hustle Going through it blind Cus I know its more then mind and muscle When the Divine humbles my pride crumbles My eyes bubble with tears Making it clear where I stumble Its like Im double when in trouble I got two sides My lifes a puddle till the sudden glimpse of blue skies Carries the rain away it varies from day to day No matter where we say weve changed Remember Who remains the same We sending prayers out in His name With the hopes it might help you cope Given the praise to God if you felt what I wrote Head nodding till I melt into notes Heart throbbing put a swell in my throat Smooth sailing till we fell of the boat Now we swimming in sin Treading waiting for out ship to come in Deep breath just before the water entered my chest The Author of Life offers His life vest
humbles, till, medeiros, varies, throbbing