will of this man

 


as the King I shall act accordingly

raising the tariffs and currency from the sea

counting the new arrivals one by two

charging I do like each battery it seems

for my glory and importantly to build my city 

as a King I will act accordingly

for standing tall with God

the will of this man

knowingly I spirit yet for this play act

being where I been my story if one tales

knowing where I am going is also worth knowing

yet for the moment and all time this presence I ingest

each breath I breathe manifesting law

yet only my Father in heaven knows next












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