outside

Standing Outside
3-13-18

Outside the door of open doors that can't be shut
This lacking of purity willing to take my chances
On a street leading to our thoroughfare of thoughts thine own
Gathering our assemblage in want to become something where romance is back in fashion
As I follow my passion
I am not worthy but I will go ahead with it in confluence causeways
She cries in chief places of concourse to hearken to the voice of the good shepherd
Never to be pure
This is the Spirit of revelation
Excuse me I'm a new man all over again
Come unto me and partake of all of such
With brothers getting back in touch
Tomorrow morning waiting for medicine
Cleansed not yet set in order
Excuse me
I still lack the purity....