Believe

Men are yet to unveil the weapon they pose It is strong enough to dismantle a battalion of soldiers And tough enough devour linages, and make miserable for as long as breathe flows. Man is yet to see the pride of men believe you see, commands wonder, open portals to a realm of live or hell man is yet to find out that miracles that work surge not from a channel But the power of his belief. The black world needs to see read or live in a house of believers with dictates of the norms of life to attain ecstasy. So it may, however, the seed needs not a voice to speak to the ground, And as so, men are direct portals to the heavenly and abyss if only he believes, Believers forms a guild and bid themselves most superior guttering the others barbaric and inferior let it be known, the condemned will be condemned eternally let it be known that paradise and hell has no belief or relation to any channel culture or country, nor form them all were the construct of men, dedicated to those they call mighty however, God is the creator of all that is even the mind which made man-made for this, even a monster seed be a portal to the spirit realm. The ruler of hell is a mastermind and master craft with so many designs of fear to shiver the faith. its just a cunny, mind tormenting destroyer If the almighty wanted a channel, so will it be And so, everyone will belong to one belief. Those that claims to be more righteous maybe the deceit in his closet, he shall teach what he cannot practice he shall teach for cheers, gold and silver and speak with his dirty mind to the authority of the universe and then prays the opposite of his prayers, cursing his universe yes, it may work but only time will tell its results the mind determines the communicator if it bid wickedness so it speaks to the devil if good, to the holy maker this is the power of miracles. believe is like a fairy dust which makes words do magic the strength of a man is in his mind whatever he chooses to believe will work in reality