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I call him GOD
<p><br></p><p><br></p><p>I call Him God—not just a name,</p><p>But a flame that burns through doubt and shame.</p><p>The silence breaks when I speak His truth,</p><p>More real than breath, more raw than youth.</p><p><br></p><p>He’s the thunder in my trembling chest,</p><p>The calm when storms won't let me rest.</p><p>Not just a sky-bound, distant throne—</p><p>He's in my pain, my skin, my bone.</p><p><br></p><p>They ask, "Where is He?"—I say, “Right here,”</p><p>In every triumph, every tear.</p><p>Not just sermons or sacred songs,</p><p>He’s the strength that drags me when I’m wrong.</p><p><br></p><p>He’s the voice that whispers when I scream,</p><p>The giver of peace, the builder of dreams.</p><p>Not religion wrapped in gold,</p><p>But a presence fierce, a love so bold.</p><p><br></p><p>When the world went dark, He lit my soul,</p><p>Not to fix me—just to hold me whole.</p><p>He’s not a rule, a chain, or rod—</p><p>He’s freedom’s fire. I call Him God.</p><p><br></p><p>He walked with me through nights so black,</p><p>When no one else was watching my back.</p><p>Not every prayer got what I planned,</p><p>But every fall met His open hand.</p><p><br></p><p>I’ve cursed the sky, questioned His name,</p><p>But still He stayed, love just the same.</p><p>Not a god of guilt or flawless men—</p><p>But the start, the fight, the rise again.</p><p><br></p><p><br></p>

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