[The Promise (Is)Land]

When everything is right; The promise (Is)Land

the Father--Almighty; my protection

the Son--a savior; the resurrection 

the Spirit--a helper; my connection

I devote all of me to thee, my King:

my heart--emotion

my mind--perception

my soul--quintessense 

When there is nothing left; I hold on to the Promise Land. 


This poem is about: 
My community


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