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I, insistent, follow blindly
on the buckle of the Bible belt
with a two-bit axe in my pack, and my baby boy on my back
as I track you on the mountain
Itâs not the first time we met
âLight a fire,â he said,
âSend your boy out to destroy the saplings, gathering sticks.â
â¨Well I spit and I cuss
because I have issues with trust
âBut I might as well avoid the hellfire I can control,â I told myself.
So I raised a cairn in honor
and I scanned the sky for Gabriel
and I made your sign with oil on his head
and wept
You snatched the knife from my fist
and checked me off of your list
âIt was a test, youâre highly blessed and I am proud that you passed,ââ¨
Well you judge the dead and the quick
but that was awful and sick
to flicker like a candle, I am not a man that gambles
â¨What if no ram came?