the sun of god

werever you go.
i well be there.
your not country ,
your not races
your just grace.

your not black or white
your powerful.
and this power comes from ,
with in .
your not the beast,
that roars at the liveng.
but it, lives in the night , that we all fear from.
but in time ,you well relieve us from this beast.
the son of god.