I see hell fire infront of me
I dwell entire in sin like idolatry
And I desire to move away but you see
I aint no what path to take logically
Holy spirit aint moving me so I might make a mistake
Feel hell fire hot enough to bread bake, my head ache
Cos I fret on what choice to make
Until I depart Ima never be rippert apart
a part of a bright spark is instialled so for I fold
I'll continue to be bold rip like a double edged sword
Hear the word for I aint speak of my own accord
disown gold but keep hope, fall face first like the pope
pray that god might provoke change
his might be so imense its strange
Materialistic possesion will perish
Idealistic progression I will cheris
So many paths to take only one be right other negate
My mindstate nearly disintagrate guess fait offered me this plate
wait, still confused why so many religions but only one true
Was a protesting protestant a Martin luther guy
But they not protecticting whats relavent and changed thy-skripture
Why oh Why I cry over the trinity theory
Truthfully I cant see that clearly
See I sit back and merely reflect
G-d gave me an intelect
whats love without respect
Cos James said faith without deed is dead
So why belive without the intention to be
Christ like seen christians smoking a crack pipe
But I aint judge the religion by its belivers
Rather by what it teaches and features
From authentic scriptures
Got adoration for Jehova Witnesses' dedication
I seek elavation beyond temptation
designation into a nation ordained by the creator of creation...
I wrote this before I became Muslim, totally tells you my mindstate.