Credible by George W. Beasley
Credible I am not
I mean what is credibility?
Does it make me great?
Does it make me better than the poor?
Credible I am not
Poor I am
No better than a stray dog
No better than a cat with no home
It doesn't make me cry
It doesn't even make me sad
I mean, I have it all
Credible I am not
Some say but you’re a child of the King
And I agree
I would say does that make me better than thee
Credible because we talk to the best
We walk with the best
We wear the best
We live with the best
Then who perceives?
The credible?
I say that’s incredible
An incredible lie
A lie that so many live
So lets break this down
It’s not credibility to the concerned
It’s the story of the incredible
What story you may ask?
The only credible one
Jesus!
Born from a virgin
Is that credible?
No, that’s incredible
Born with no home
Born to die
Born to sacrifice for you and I
That’s no lie
What the hell you may ask
And I say, that’s the point
Hell is real
Credible it is
Your credibility maters there
But not here
Now you see
Credible I am not
His story is!
My story is what it is
Jacked up!
Misdirected and misunderstood
Poor but yet rich
Full of lies of existences
Living the dream but living the lie
The lie of credibility
That’s why I exist
Credible not because of me
It’s because of He
Thats why I exist
Because I’m on His list
Credible I am not
But home I will be
Credible with Him
In the end
That’s all that matters to me
Will you be?
