The Informant

The informant

I've found a tunnel that can funnel God's energy straight to me
once I was full of it I closed off the tunnel to make it a cave
them moved my body fast enough to cause an energy wave
I shook the concrete with all of the friction and heat

With darkness all around me and God's speed
at my feet I moved as fast as I could till his energy spaned
from one end of the cave to the next.
God's messages began to bubble in my cerebral cortex
my words liquified as my tongue began to vortex

I flooded the cave from end to end
as my tongue spinned the transformation begins
now God has a hold of my sound
I can hear all the whispers of the things he's told me
the tunnels of this world can not control me
the heart of the resilient overflows with me
only the lonely know their on story
and sometimes you gotta be lonely for God's glory
because advice on your future is not history

I've become something I can't describe
I try to describe this vibe out loud but it's now painted on my insides
if I told you when this happen you would think I was lying
if I could let you taste of the substance I am made of you would
break down and start crying.
My words now have the power to save all the daniels from lions
God's words become so rich in me that you mistake it for pride.
I will send fire to the center of sinners and habitual repenter's
I was built for this.

created for this scene.
molded to affect the cave where your intelligence once lay
where your inspiration lay dormant
I am the informant.

Copyright 2010 Shelly Bell