A Souls Devotion

A Rhyming story about...you'll have to read.

Dear Human Race,

I float above a face, hearing amazing grace

My name, just a noun placed, a degrading waste

Anyways it isn't who I am, it's just who I'm in 

Layers to escape, they call it skin so let's begin

March 22nd, I was put into this anatomy

People gathered around gave me a lot of flattery

I opened the only windows to see where they live

All I saw were giants and whoa!, were they big

It wasn't as beautiful as where I had come from

But I was here as one of them and it could not be undone

I was now "someone", instead of "everything" like before

Just inside of this form no way out so I am born

I have this voice inside here it isn't mine it talks also 

However sometimes I decide I will not follow

My own voice of right, a voice of wrong, and an exterior song

It is jumbled but I hear them all day long

Out of key, terrible pitch and they call it singing?

I tone it out and try to keep my ears from ringing

The other voice likes it and tells my body to dance  
I'm not against this it is joyful an advance

Years in their terms go by and I'm friends with my ego

I named him like my flesh was named by people 

I have more sadness and complaints well I agree

whenever the ego decides to just speak over me 

Days seem like years my body gets bigger 

I attend a place called church it's not how I remember

Why do they praise this god? He doesn't look like I used to

In fact I was a part of thee creator I won't pray here ego refused to

That is fine I just need to get through this life with a duality 

A body that I despise and deal with fools reality 

Wow, do you hear me I'm bitter and sounding more like my ego

I'll ask him why maybe he can explain what he knows 

He ignores me now, even when I want to use my senses

Feel and touch and smell flowers he acts pretentious

As if this form doesn't need me, I'm just confined in here till when?

Bodies around me disappear and die like it's a trend 

My body is careless the ego controls it so 

My say means nothing but a few times I had control 

The ego was gone for a moment I was making my body laugh 

I was feeling all the senses and making my own path

Then the ego came back and turned around and shut me out completely

Told me he was in charge of this body and that he didn't need me 

I feel fake in here day in day out, and I'm ready to burst 

Its a crazy experience to be in here but feel it is a curse

Unless I can kill the ego he is stronger than he seems

We no longer share interests not even dreams

If I control this body, happiness will always invigorate

Instead of trying to find a way  to always commiserate

Besides I am not scared I am soul, ego has fear

Tonight I will show ego we won't need him here

I will use the senses I will fill ego with emotions 

So wonderful he can not refuse this souls devotion 
For we follow the God we are a part of 

Soon he will know the power that the heart does

A final hour is upon ego and this body needs a hug

In a moment right now I explode with a lot of love

The body falls to knees, tears stream it's cheeks

I feel pull, I feel freedom, I feel released

76 years in their time and this body didn't know 

that the entire time I lived here, they call me soul..

Author's Note

This was something I didn't want to necessarily rhyme, but it just is the way I write being a lyricist of Hip-hop. It is deep to me, and story that I had to get out as I was struggling with my own ego and spirituality.