My Testimony

MY testimony is too deep For a debt I owe God said don't  owe any men nothing But to love them So If I don't share this testimony The people I`m assign to I will owe Camouflage to be unwanted Even the street said I was trespassing Because being homeless Was just A fashion for poverty
When I walk away from death
Without knowing him
That was a path without journey
Telling that moment
A navigator couldn't find these question
What was God reason for keep me here
And why?
By Fredrick Pennix Praiser the Show-Off Worshiper