Disobedience to the Label

My job
pride
discretion gone
so I listened to God
followed my dream to create
but in between the
wood
paint
silver findings and canvas
I lost my voice
shouted down silence
because I was broke and broken
my name is my name
on my birth certificate
my claim is that while I create art
I die just enough to defer my first gift
not based on a dollar
only on a testimony and a promise
I was already equipped with all needs to produce
the melodies, the flow
when I go to that joyful place
I dare call it happiness
my mind debates walking out in faith or
continue to hold my ears while I wait for the money
to call me my name
I am who I am and will be
because God gave me the
first gift
I must obey Him in disobedience to the label. 11.14.16record-label

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