Worry assaulting my peace
Fear towering over, refusing relief
Oh how will I survive in poverty’s strangling holds
Monetary stronghold, bold in declining my empty accounts
Talents might as well be laid to rest
Dead before, I even took this test can’t rest complete and secure
No, don’t let be so
Please no, I’ve got miles of discoveries to go, don’t want to be a debtor
Somehow I’ve gotta get blessings together to maneuver various conditions in weather whether I see the sun or more clouds
Praying, but are these words loud enough
Fasting fast and yeah I weep
Worry, a strong man threatening to destroy the peace.
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