A Prophet Scorned

Careful not to judge
Those in the drudge
Or anyone at all
Or you will certainly fall

Got the power of God in my hands
Power to dole out a sentence
By His Judgement of your deeds
Or lack thereof

Leave you wondering
What could words possibly do
Do not test those who are true
Or I’ll run you through

The Messages are clear
Repent from your intolerance
Love is for all
Which spreads by the giving
Of yourself for others
Dying if you have to
And to eternally live

Working at breaking
Daylight and silence
Fighting for recompense
To bring kindness and sense
To what love there is left

I lifted my head
Toward Heaven
Felt nothing but compassion
Like a cloak floating down
Covering all the lowly
Sheltering them safe
Safe from wicked harm

When I was incarcerated
My ego and spirit deflated
Humbled to nothing
All the ones closest to me
Abandoned me
But I still love them anyway
Can see beyond the way
Still confide in them
Still tell them I love them
Knowing love defeats even the darkest of ghosts

Left out in the cold
Knocking on all the doors
Time has got me old
No one opened up for me

Troubled by this plight
Cannot even take a flight
Getting ready to die
My conscience clear to fly

Give in to the Spirit of Love
Got a special gift from a dove
Worth sharing from above
Comfort in times of sorrow
Your heart I need to borrow
Release that heartfelt song

I lost the able
Felt the sunshine love
Crafted poetry and song
Knew you would come to
And break through the clouds
With that light that dissolves
Sour hearts that sob

Bring your love to the table
Taking care to not leave anyone out
For those are the hearts that love
Found amidst the rejected and lost
Blindfold me if you have to
To take me to your sacred place

Though I am fading away
My eyes grow dim
My body cringe at pain
My suffering not in vain
See that I am not forgotten
As I watch your chance slip away

If you read their hearts you would feel the same

Woke up to a hospital
Taking me for all I am worth
All my Dignity gone
Treated as you would a crime
When all I wanted was love
Vengeance not mine
Received more love
From the outlaws outside

“Do this in memory of Me”
Said you, my Lord
Teach me that memory
By Your Spirit or fade
But do not fade from me
Teach me that Memory
The one by the great books convey
An everlasting sustain and echoed refrain
To be simply embellished
So even the lowest can convey
Amen

A raging inferno
Starts with just a flame
With the Lord only knowing
What is fit
What is good

None fully surrender
Living in unsurmountable fear
Unless the Spirit permeates you
Fills you with sound light
And takes you places you have never been

I intercede for you
My burning desire
Yearning Fire

My affection for you
A kind and loving heart
Been with me from the start

Never leaving my side
Even when I subside
Living bound and free

But I digress
The Spirit is being stifled
By futile knowledge

People believing
In only themselves
Have themselves to blame

I felt the goodness
I felt the colder
I felt the wiser
I felt the wonder
I felt the yonder
I felt you
I felt to continue
I felt the the echo
I felt the ink of your name
I felt
I felt it