No worlds shook as I took dictation (praying for it)
from my friend and counsel
the world will just ignore our latest
on the spiritual houses
I’m an advanced student in class as
most will fail to graduate
History means HIS story
Who’s story?
My friend’s
A bird sings as I read his bio (flying with him)
early in the morning
the world cries as they fight among each
other, as is, always
I’m on the UP escalator when
most are on the down and out
History means HIS story
Who’s story?
My friend’s
Little do we mean to them, however
in the Way that keeps getting better and better
From his mind to my hands, I took things (looking like him)
for my friends and family
to study like good students, could they?
He’s not in their plans now
He’ll outright fail all that are not well-
studied in the HIS story
History means HIS story
Who’s story?
My friend’s
Little do we mean to them, however
in the Way that keeps getting better and better
Sitting it out as they hate that we’re together
Wish for this grad as I’m as light as a feather
I’m shut in, just with him, and humble (humbled, really)
in this day of judgment
none see as they endure with wonder
But we wait till sunset
I’m by his side like a trusting young
graduate of HIS story