I know you call it pride that I walk as though I’m a bride

And arrogance that I refuse to partake in your ignorance

I know you’re puzzled at my joy

Somehow my confidence offends you,

It embarrasses you when I speak sometimes strange ways,

And you keep staring because you can’t believe who you see

Well, the person you know died in the past

Now I have a father who makes gold as dust

My father reigns and his blood run through my veins

He knows the number of strands that make up my hair; I am indeed a pampered heir

Let it not be a wonder that I do in seconds

What you’d ponder about till the world ends

In case you didn’t hear

My father owns the skies and all the birds in the air

His words give hearing to the deaf ear, make sicknesses disappear

And demons flee in fear

So the reason I walk shoulders high

With my nose in the sky

Is that I know who I am:

I am the child of a king

Whose name is I AM

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