My Nikes are Religious

Walking through life suddenly
touched by the glory of god

The affliction of death
starts to leave you

His holy hand blesses the nation at war
for the fight was never sought
but bought

So in his name
we battled
we fought
and dropped evil
by the sword of the children
we taught

For Christ
weapons are committed
prayers are admitted

With gold plated armor
my focus is persistent
poetic style author
my Nikes are religious

Written By: Desia Scales (Alien Artform)