Before I entered the womb, I had a conversation that I would fear God and become one of his faithful.

But in an instant, that memory faded, and I became jaded.

Temptation speaking to me in all these foreign languages.

Corrupted and unlearned, lost in the wine, to deep to climb.

I was so far in I couldn’t see the light.

Sunken to a state of mind that caused me to live a life of lies, wandering a place filled with demise, lust within eyes, and fornication between thighs. 

But then something clicked, triggered by certain words, the spirit within me shaken and stirred.

It was like life within me was provoked.

A flush of emotions overcame me like I was dipped in water because someone said it would save me, but this was real, change was happening, and I could tell.

And then I realized this was apart of my story before I opened my eyes.

I was chosen to be called; manifest from the start.

All glory be to God for he hath called, and I awoke, my spirit hearkened unto his word.