PROSPER

 © RYAN GUILEY

We are on our way,

A needle in the hay,

But we conquered,

As they are all talkers.

 

Deception at it’s best,

We have made the test,

I protect while you shield,

As we rule the playing field.

 

Seeing you before the rain,

Will stop this agony of pain,

As they try to eliminate the shame,

As it dries, without a name.

 

What is the almighty glory?

In their fake reality of a story?

 Who is prepared for the storm?

As this is not the norm.

 

You can’t hide or leave,

Whenever they sneeze,

And make flaws so drastic,

As they are not so fantastic.

 

They are working on a plan,

As to manipulate the land,

Your source gives me direction,

As they can’t handle perfection.

 

As we will rejoice and dance,

As will we build with a stance,

It is you who drives the road,

As they will take time to fold.

 

I will embrace and see you,

Time to accept what is true,

We will prosper to the beginning,

As I have you so close of pinning.