Posted in Poetry, Recovery, Spirituality, Writing

I AIN’T TRYNA BE

I ain't tryna be high on dope
I ain't tryna be resting in peace
I ain't tryna be tribulation 
The mark of the beast

I ain't tryna be a hypocrite
I ain't tryna be self righteous 
I ain't tryna be in between
Either you hit or you miss

I ain't tryna be lukewarm
I ain't tryna be built on sand
I ain't tryna be choked by thorns
All the saints take a stand

I ain't tryna be off my focus
I ain't tryna be who I was
I ain't tryna be holding resentments
Swept under the rug

I ain't tryna be iniquity
I ain't tryna be soaked in sin
I ain't tryna be a fool to the Word
I'm tryna get to heaven

I'm tryna see the streets of gold
I'm tryna see Jesus's face
I'm tryna be sanctified 
I'm tryna be all in His grace

I'm tryna be prophecy
I'm tryna be the prodigal son
I'm tryna be victory
Through Him I've already won.
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Son of a preacher. College graduate in Mass Communications. Photographer. Writer. Creative. Innovative. Lyricist. Child of God. Lion Hearted Lamb. Addict.

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