GET OVER IT

The past, with its many crude, often shrewd lessons

screams of threatening, stifling offenses

as you reject its poisonous leaches

And embrace the quaking, future’s reaches,

ready to be filled with the fulfillment of your destined speeches

The past will get over it,

it has no more power over you, get over it.

Get over your self-imposed obligations

to strongholds of chains from past generations

Get over your shame of a claim to a defame

Get over your title that pawned you no name

Get over it

The shadows cast of then,

dissipates in the light of what is to come

Walk into the light of the son’s rise

The glorious glare is in your eyes

the sun sets behind you

Only the scars you wear remind you

but wear them as badges of honor

Through Christ you are more than conqueror

No longer confined and defined by the valleys shadows

But redefined by, refined by, the noon day, a new hour

An old creation decomposes

A new creation blooms as fresh roses

The aroma of a new season invades the atmosphere

The shift, the move, commands that we adhere

So let the dark past be offended

The light by it will never be comprehended

You now taste and see the Lord’s goodness

You arise; you shine, for your light has come in fullness

The Glory of the Lord has risen upon you

Arise . . . Shine . . . Go forth.

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