SUMMER OF ’96: “My Precious Declaration” …

Hitched a ride to the peaceful side of town, then proceeded where thieves were no longer found.
Can’t crash now … I’ve been waiting for this!
Won’t crash now … I’ve found some encouragement.
Once, I jumped through hoops of fire high and far as you required. I was blind but now I see! Salvation has discovered me. New meanings to the words I feed upon wake within my veins elements of freedom.
Can’t break now … I’ve been living for this!
Won’t break now … I’m cleansed with hopefulness!
This precious declaration reads: “Yours is yours, and mine you leave alone now!”
This precious declaration reads: “I believe all hope is dead no longer.”
{Words Adapted by The Real Cat Williamson}