.f.aith.

not faith in my abilities
but faith in a divine artillery
with infinite solutions that complement the author
and prove to be conducive

from start to finish
only the recipient of the Godly premonition
can correctly circumvent the snares and the fires
of always being lonely

it's the belief in the unseen
and yet the hope that it's incarnate
tangible evidence might be voided
but its mildly circumstance - hardly

peace be unto the man who rejects vanity: trying to save face
he walks to un-grieve the creator, and seeks to please with faith




.s.incere.
Fall of 2008