Hidden

Complete with forgiveness
The kind of love to live for
Granted in the sliver of silence
Which sheds light on the divine

Though I am hidden
I am not for long
While building up a rapport
For calling down wrath of every kind

So it falls on my head in the end
That no one listened or obeyed
Because the divine word of light
Perched itself on my shoulder alright

There is little I can do
When faced with what is true
But voice my concern
Over the absence to discern

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