SEVEN from LOST & FOUND by GODsDISCIPLE

Seven fences torn down,

seven souls to forgive,

seven steps to the light where the broken heart lives.

I know if pains the currency, I done overpaid my dues.

Standing at the gate and with some scuffed up shoes,

I done had dreams of peace but woke up in the midst of war.

Battle with myself, left blood on the floor.

Mama prayed loud while the siren sang low.

Blocks full of silence where the lost souls go

I built Walls around my pain.

Brick by heavy brick, I told myself to stay numb,

but that cure made me sick.

Like a fatherless boy trying to play a man's role.

Till the mirror showed scars that the story never told.

Seven fences that I burned, seven bridges that I crossed.

Seven lessons that I learned, every soul that I lost,

can not carry all the hate?

It's too heavy like a bear, so I'm mending what is broken.

I'm finally there.

Seven fences mending, now the garden's looking green.

Got thorns of regret, deep roots unseen.

Every tear that fell watered seeds of grace.

Now I'm looking at my past with a brand new faith.

Forgiveness is a sword wielded with shaky hands

that's cutting through the chains. Generational plans.

I saw my brother yesterday.

We hadn't spoken in years.

The silence was louder than the weight of our fears.

He said you left me hanging when the block got cold.

I told him I was fighting demons that I couldn't control.

And we laughed through the pain, who was really to blame?

Then we tore down the bridge that was built from the shame.

Seven fences that I burned,

seven bridges that I crossed,

seven lessons that I learned from every soul that I lost.

Can't carry all this hate. It's too heavy to bare.

So I'm mending what is broken. I'm finally there.

Seven fences mended. Now the garden looks green.

The thorns of regret rooted unseen.

Every tear that fell water seeds of grace.

Now I'm meeting my past with a brand new face.

I hear the

I hear the whispers of the ghosts in the midnight air.

The ones I left behind, the ones that know that I care.

Apologies and currency, but it carries the weight.

I'm paying every penny back before it's too late.

I'm paying every penny back before it's too late.

I saw my younger self in the pale moonlight,

hoodie up, fist clenched, always ready to fight.

So I told him lay it down the war ain't worth the cost.

You can't build a future if your spirit is lost.

Seven fences that are mended. The grass is looking green.

The thorns of regret turn to roots that's unseen.

The route that I'm on, it is watering my grace.

Now I'm meeting with my past with a brand new face.

Seven fences, seven scars,

seven open doors, seven lives intertwined,

healed at the core.

To love's to forgive and to forgive is divine.

Seven fences that's mended peacefully, mine.

Finally, a piece of mind

I got a piece of mine.

This peace is mine.

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