

bill the chickenThey say this is the calm before the storm When really it is just a seemingly everlasting drought A drought reassuring the doubt..bill the chicken
Consuming the faith I worked so hard to establish Now this desert so dry crumbles the fabric Rinkles the canvas under whichh my life sought cover Now not knowing to zig or to zag Or to zag or zig? Without a steady direction I stumble aimlessly
Living in the now Moving to the future where I am trapped in a famine of faith, And a hurricane of doubt.
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