Alexa play chant music…..
In eternity past before I was born… as I stood before the portal window… the entrance to what would be my life… it dawned on me that I didn’t choose to come…
In preparation for being born… soft sly… I came a’ carrying some protection.. with a hunter’s knife and a loaded gun…
But I didn’t need them…
Before I came… water slide birthing… I couldn’t have realized… all I would need to change this world… was a ball point pen holstered at my side…
I grew into a man of Revelation and insight… caught up in a modern-day cultural War to reside… ink fell from my pen so smoothly… upon it my words would ride…
Sometime before I was born… beholding from my mother’s navel… I looked upon the greatest of mountains… quite unsure…. if I would be able…
To shed some light for men…
