The Wind I Rode

The wind I rode was a northeastern gale With a downpour of sleet and balls of hail Wind at my face, plummeted with ice Whore for a friend, needle for a vice I was as lost inside as a soul could be As the war forever raged inside of me I once blamed the Lord for my fate I was full of anger and living on hate Then one day something happened to me I said, “Forgive me Lord and he set me free.” My body blasted with tattoos of hate I accepted the Lord and changed my fate Since then my life has been really cool Bought me a home and returned to school I love my children and adore my wife God has blessed me with a wonderful life And I’m positive these words are true God’s there waiting to do the same for you