I’m not ready to fall to peaceful sleep
I have too much to do, and much to see
There is no turning back now that I’m here
With God on my side I have not to fear
But the reflection reflecting on me
As she sits and waits for me to grow weak
My name carved in the sand beneath her feet
I begin to feel my flesh start to seer
And my existence starts to disappear
I’m not ready to fall
She can call to me as she please, and weep
For I’m not ready to admit defeat.
If it’s my life she wished to commandeer
It will all become incredibly clear,
I’m not ready to fall
Venice Renee-Lynn Hughes
I Will Be Heard 