I was angry at my limitations I told my wrath, my wrath did end, I was angry at confrontations and obstacles I told my wrath, my wrath did grew. The truth and essence of my being has refused to settle for the end result of this fatigue after a steady run and an unrelentless zeal to make sense of my existence never to give up in exhaustion but to fight on(,Resistencia) , the feeble ankles, the sore joints, heavy heart in rapid rhythm like that of an humming bird tells me otherwise, I know that no one should have to work this hard to unveil his true self, when reality says otherwise here I am fighting on bended knees, daily as i live often as I breath ley my whole life be an expression of your grace. My Glory Shine forth as i call you out of the darkness and subjection Come forth.
I curse today any system created to suppress the growth of mankind and the peace that comes with it, Enough i say thou wickedness of the heart of man the greed coated with the pastries of the inferno of hell scorching the hearts of the innocent and powerless. Lord arise let out heads and those that look unto you when there is none to deliver be lifted up for our bones are sore vexed and we have been set on edge. Destroy the craft of the wicked.