Don't Call my Name

Don’t Call my Name

Don’t call my name.
O lord, O divine human, illusion, or breeze.
Don’t call my name.
Let me first feel the fire, the words, and the freeze.

Don’t call my name.
For I feel the songs I need to sing.
In the heavens above, an angel rings….
The final bell, but I refuse to sing.

Don’t call my name.
While I rest beside the sea
While I rest on mountain-tops, in the valley, or underneath the grave,
Don’t call my name.
Because my words are silent, but waiting

Don’t call my name while I’m alone.
Don’t call my name while I release.
Don’t call my name while I breed.
Do not call my name while I raise our Adam and Eve’s.
Do not call my name when I turn my eyes,
Or while I cry, lie, or seem forever shy.
Don’t call my name in between tragedies.
Because it is my job, to live

O lord, O divine human, illusion, or breeze,
Don’t call my name.

Robert Alexander Deason Peace

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