I am not what I look like, I am not what you think right
I am not the siren to seduce you, I am not the trumpet to
call and defeat you
I am the broom that can sweep your city clean, I am the voice
that keeps you from your worst sin
I am the weight of your conscience that you try to shut out
with anger and vengeance
I am the light, I am the Darkness, I am Heat and the cold Zephyr
I am God that you bow down before, I am the beggar you steal
your bread from
I am the leader, I am the reader, I am the cook and I am the
weaver
I am who creates it All
I am what the Past is made from and I am what the Future
will eventually become
I am the infinite Time Look you’re stuck in for your
lifetime
I am the strength that runs in your bones, I am the
weakness, the fragile stone
I am the only elastic that holds you strong
I am everything you want me to be and yet nothing I am that
you so wish to see
I am not what I look like, I am not what you think nice
I am the Present, the only time that can set things right in
your life.
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