Prodigal Son

Prodigal Son

A Poem by KumaThree


Verse 1
Long time ago I was taught to call you savior
But recently there’s been a change in my behavior
So easy to believe before I became man
Things have changed I just don’t understand the plan

Its hard for me think that its all under control
When there’s terror and chaos all across this globe
I know we got free will but this here’s a vial hour
Why cant you wave you hand exercise that power

If it’s a sin to question your motivation
Please overlook it I just want interpretation
In my thoughts is nothing but doubts
If I have no answers how can I be devout

No disrespect but that’s how I feel
I wanna believe but I got questions still
I used to think I knew something on the subject
But everything I see just points me to reject it

Chorus
My Big Brother Is Big Brother
He watches over me like dad and big brother
Even to this day as the light goes away
And I turn from the path don’t close my eyes to pray

Verse2
I think at times that I’m too far gone
Or that I’ll be left behind on that one dawn
On my mind so much just like a nightmare
My place in hell; hell yeah I’m aware

I can still see the hand that reaches out for me
That has a place in the clouds for the kid to emcee
Its just that when I reach the ground gives way
And I’m back to the habits and pitfalls of yesterday

Trapped in a cycle that moves on its own
And every single day more and more get sent home
But I still can’t manage to make it to the altar
Or let the reverend put my head underwater

I guess its not your style to answer out loud
Don’t think me rude I just wanna know how
We supposed on go on red words in book
Can’t find the answers man tell me where to look

Chorus 1x



© 2008 KumaThree


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that tight son. mos def got talent

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KumaThree
KumaThree

Richmond, VA



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