Shhh....
hush little baby
as the angels sing a lullabye
heavens chior
reaching higher
until their song of praise warms the sky
they sing for the single mother
who begins her day with a sigh
for the little brother
who witnesses his best friend die
the angels melody so beautiful
even the most high
begins to cry.
Nothing on earth can be wrong
when the angels are singing
their Kia song.
There are subtle energies
a synergy
floating around most of us
faith controls our fate
when as children of the supreme
we always trust
when men turn swords into plowshares
and bring forth fruit from the bitter dust
the human aura
is an aria
that expresses a positive sacred force
be you chemically addicted
spiritually conflicted
or constricted by the pain of divorce
let the hurt run its course.
And remain strong
while the angels sing
their Kia song.
Hush little baby
for very soon she must fly away
angels only visit
when one is living in the darkest days
come what may
demons you will slay
when you learn how to truly pray
of course we are human
many times we will disobey
but God is love
Jesus above
will never betray
you love
a white dove.
Rests after flying so very long
delivering an olive branch of peace
while the angels sing
their Kia song.
Lucid dreams
can be an insight into
our reality
no need to wish upon a star
if intentions are pure you will surely see
and the strength of your soul
will rise above all adversity
no man or woman will defeat you
if you trust in your divinity
for the creator made you in his image
and yes you fulfill the prophecy
yes baby.
Unfortunately our personal angel
wont be here long
for the angels are finishing
their beautiful rendering
of Kia song.

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