Its Time...

Its time I sing my own song,

May be I’ve heard others a bit too long,

Or never seen a vision so strong,

For metaphor takes time to dawn,

I thought I was only a mere pawn,

Where only The Supreme has a way of His own,

Though lays ahead a path unknown,

Conceived are we even least but known?

Pies of faith and a rucksack of blessings

I take with me along,

For a journey that’s quite my own,

It’s my time to make a mark strong,

A call to my destiny, a battle redrawn.

I heed – I begin voicing a song of my own,

Into a journey quite unknown...