Renegade

I’m a defector

proud to say

no matter what they try

I will get away

The calling for the spirit guide

is beneath what I need

Faith amidst my poverty

I can’t help but succeed

It’s a crown

fit for a king

nevertheless the darkness haunts and seeks me

They shall not prevail

neither shall they reign

For the cry from the humble man

out tested their fame

shame nevertheless encompass and shadows me

I pray that my God that I serve will hopefully forgive me

I am not what they say

nor what they think