Victory
• Written by Kalligraphy
Yo I clocked in on my job, got my attire fitted
I locked in and talked to many customers, children
Cool zephyr outside, the fools always mouth lies
The school nowadays is about history of stupidity
Humans are really horrible, but initially
We used to be connected, no political beliefs
Back when we were apes across jungle leaves
It makes me believe humanity was once all at peace
And these things that we teach, learn and speak
Are all created from bias, or a bunch of arrogance
Look what’s happening with all the Americans
Close to civil war, fighting over drivel to score
A point but this joint isn’t to be a statement
It’s about a man that approached me with greatness
An angel amongst roaches, colour against vagueness
What’s the right thing, what’s to do
I don’t know anymore, I need clues
Is it a test for my own morality
Is it God showing me a great fallacy
I need to know the best thing to say
Cuz I’m so lost, I need to just pray
He talked to me, said he loved my name
At first I was tamed with his thought he sprayed
I said “hey thanks”, he said he loves it once more
But I found it confusing it was my name he adored
I asked him “is your name Joshua too?”
He said “no”, I thought then why would he spew
These kind words and actions, for my satisfaction?
Something must be deeper than me asking
He said my name is Randy, I said “dandy”
Felt a bit weird like Jenny Craig eating candy
I said back “that’s nice, a name of many people
Randy Johnson, Randy Moss”, he’s the sequel
He nodded at me, then he digs in his pocket
Grabs a card from his wallet, I wanted to comment
But let him fetch the thing that he was fondin’
Looked like business cards, many stacked inside
I rolled my eyes in my head, but I still kept a mind
Reached it out his hand, and I took it thinking why
Sometimes you never know an angel’s before your eyes
What’s the right thing, what’s to do
I don’t know anymore, I need clues
Is it a test for my own morality
Is it God showing me a great fallacy
I need to know the best thing to say
Cuz I’m so lost, I need to just pray
He told me he was a pastor at a Baptist church
Not my denomination, but it hit me fast at my nerves
I was frozen in the moment, read the card, felt golden
Trying to get the youth to come to his lessons
I finally understand which God gives me blessin’s
In the moment I realized why he loved my name
It’s in the book of the Lord Jesus, my faith
He walked off with his things, I said to him God Bless
Put his card in my drawer, love was being caressed
The I thought a little more of the situation
Lots of cards were in there, was I the first patient?
Was I the first person to be given this information
Pastor Randy, 20 minutes away from my main station
Or were people rejecting him for broad day praises?
Was God in my face telling me not to be faithless?
Things I’ll never know, and I hate it
What’s the right thing, what’s to do
I don’t know anymore, I need clues
Is it a test for my own morality
Is it God showing me a great fallacy
I need to know the best thing to say
Cuz I’m so lost, I need to just pray
In the moment too, I felt a little bit sorrowful
I’m a Catholic, and Baptist aren’t my moral code
Same doctrine we believe, but we disagree
On many things, Mother Mary and other mysteries
I don’t wanna leave him hanging, waiting for me
But I can’t switch denominations for his own needs
But what if I’m the only hope that he has left
The last man he approached with his interest
I guess I’m in a spot where no option is a win
Either I reject and and I flip over his grin
Or I enter his church but shoot my own beliefs in
These times I need God to shine the brightest
Cuz if have to do this on my own, I’m blinded
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Kalligraphy
Member since March 31 2024