[Verse]
A star was born, the 9th of February, was 2007
A messenger from God, bearing peace to bring forth among Brethren
A cheeky kid, trained to be preserved was a child of a reverend
A pastors kid, judged for rhyming words who's intentions were questioned
Straight confused, if I can't share the truth will my purpose be lessened
Inequality, had stood out, I was smacked down like wrestling
I grew in confidence, my prayer to God at the age of 11 hеlped me not to judge thosе who judged me, it gave me a lesson
Forced to move around a lot, was a part of my Father's job
Friendships forced on hold, If I was a car, think I would park a lot
Half the world hidden for half of my life, now I'm into the world
Perceiving my age mates only driven for the money and girls
Used to be on the same boat, until I reassessed myself
Would I be satisfied? Or if I grind to give my blood the world?
However not to get my head too wrapped, right in between that line
A man cannot have the world, the trade for it, will be his life
Returned back home to where it started, The place I nearly died two times
A grin upon my face, got the dream I've always wanted in life
See back home I entered, felt a breeze of nostalgia arrive
Looked at the table, younger me copying words to help me rhyme from poem books
No knowledge of his journey, or how long it took for parents to see the reason my passion was misunderstood
Years later now they understand, a kid that watched Aladdin thought I could do demands, but use of senseless power could've ruined man
A new environment, big bro was thinking, what you doing man
So circle became smaller, was aware what they could do to man
Was hard to deal with grief, grandparents dying, had it losing me
But to be sad and not grind for the fam, that couldn't do for man
The way my life's played out, can claim God works in mysterious ways
The fact I'm still alive, here and breathing, you think I knew his plan
O God in Heaven
I got many questions, that remain unanswered
How am I comfy in bed, when across the world are disasters
He replied, "A choice to decide, that I gave all of you, treat those around you well, but still for some you had pushed to the side
I ain't stating that's the reason for all chaos caused on Earth, but as one person, the most you could do is lower down your pride"
Also Father, I been meaning to question how you let me struggle?
He replied, "I believed in you man you was made to fight
The day I placed you in this world, I knew challenges that you'd face
And soon you'd be victorious, an example to the human race
But what has held you back? backsliding in lust, your mistakes, not following instructions my Prophets in the Bible had gave
But child be of good cheer, to start afresh again is not too late
If your life was a book, would you be satisfied to turn your page?
Would you be satisfied with all your goals? would you be satisfied due to your outcome?
If you don't feel like that, please try reflecting more by asking how come?"
When reflecting, satisfied? Or do I go again?
The pain that made me bleed, has been retrieved to my writing pen
To tell the world the truth, when you return so we see smiles again
Broken families, every broken heart will combine again
Every dimmed star will come alive, to shine bright again
My parents named me Daniel, well I feel it, in the lions den
Not sure what life ahead beholds for me, so far its been a seesaw
Many ups and down but still I'll end it by saying Amen
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