Outcast

I branded myself as an outcast
The moment I said I am a prophet
Those whose ears were closed
Heard only what they wanted to hear
And heard not the earth shattering cry
For if they did they would have died
So they locked me up instead
After I wanted to prove to them
That I have power over life and death

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