MADE OF LOVE

They say it's a dish

Best served cold

On this I'd have to agree

I've bided my time

I've bitten my tongue

But I'm going to get

What's coming to me

Just because someone can hurt you

Doesn't mean they've the right to

Sooner or later

Spite's like a gator

Waits by the river of life

There to bite you

I've been patient

And diligent

Loved my enemies

(And treated them with kindness)

Yet they're unsated

Indigent

Unfriendly and

Lost

(In the web of their blindness)

Personal power is something you get

From way down deep inside you

So it's something they can't ever take

No matter how they seek to harm you

When the weight of the world

Is heavy on your shoulders

And it seems you can't handle one feather

That's when personal power

Steeps up from within

And shifts bad from worse

To much better

When someone steals everything

From you

You get to bathe in a wave

Of catharsis

Regardless of the heart

They take from you

They can't break the heart

Of the heartless

I was left just a shell

Of the man I once was

He's dead and gone now

Behind me

And though they continue

Their erroneous efforts

My future

Cannot be denied me

When you conquer life selfishly

You always have to

Look over your shoulder

You never get to be

Comfortable

Due to the lies and the lives

You fucked over

I won't stand for it

I'm done with it

If you want to be somebody's problem

Find someone

As broken as you

Then no one will miss

What you've gotten

I choose to stand over this

To rise way up above

Take all of those feathers

That have broken their backs

And turn them to wings

Made of love