Sovereignty
God kill me that I made a grant folly To the bestowed emotions and feelings of attractive greatness and there I pity In the church where you hide behind you made me a kind of shaman those days And I made myself to egoistically like those things and I loved the miracle you covered yourself with , I adore Your divine grace and blessings showered and I liked the mental cravings I had There were magic in the being of self and cherishing those beauty of nature and thy cult of valor and occultism Now I receive no love from my self nor the beloved and I am indifferent To the world of emotions and I catch the glimpses of memories and love I had Today I am denied of memories lovable and watching the things of beauty God denied me and devil pryeth Crying scornfully prickling the self And the one whom I loved so much And God is denying the very act of Divine grace and I griefing you My act of sorrow and mundane scurry Virtually lacking sympathy nor love I dryly cov...