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Spoke

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I spoke words of life
Muttered my troubles
Conveying strife
That the end was near

Now it has barely begun
And matters have escalated
As the days ostracize me
And I bleed profuse

A suffering like no other
Entered this realm
Making it viable
To anyone

But worry not
If love is abound
For love is really
All that matters

Love Casts No Shadow

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Love casts no shadow
A light that shines so bright
Fills you to the core
Demons flee in fright
As Angels need only stand by

I stood upon the high mountain
One day upon the world stage
Presenting truth and reconciliation
Deification
As Angels were given command

Reminder

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I have figured it out
Who I am
As what I have done and not done
What I have become
Nothing
Absolute nothingness
To almost everyone
If you can believe
The worst of the lot
Compared to Jesus the King
But to Him
Christ my Lord
I am not nothing
In every equality
Humanity
And it is truly as it is
Whatever happens to me
Matters
Hence why I have been spared
So many times I lost count

Reminded in the first
Born in the second
Resurrected in the third
I am third
Amen

The Lot Who Did Not

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I am bone of his bone
I am flesh of his flesh
No taking back this one
Not like a marble in water
But United and One
Do to me whatever you want
I personally do not really care
I am only here to bear witness
And what I witnessed
Only leaves me with shame
To bear your guilt
To have to say
This lot helped me
And this lot did not
What do you think happens
To the lot who did not?

I Believe in God

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I believe in God
Amen

That is my motto. Like it makes what I do matter, I suppose, but what did I do? I am a wretch beside even thee, and if I should compare, I am put to shame and the Lord is Glorious in all He does.

I know what Amen means and it is not just a word to you if you are not blaspheming with it all the time. It has purpose, rather authority when one wields it at the end of a single word, via command.

So I say love one another
Amen

Peace be with you
Amen

My poems are rather rash
The nitty gritty ash
I am but ash
Before the Lord
In all His Glory
So peace be with you
My Heart is gleaming
My hope is in the Lord
I hope in you too

Let us leap that faith together
Over the stone fences and the liars lairs
And into the hearts of the crowds
Bringing peace to the world
By a simple way
Love
That is all it takes
Love in all that you do
Love you

Hatred Has No Place

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Cannot say I am happy
But my happiness is irrelevant
No one cares

I notice things
Little things
That make me want to

Lash out in anger

Call down fire from heaven

To destroy the world that hates
To start all over again
With but a few that remain
But what good is that
When prophets are ignored and scorned

None repent but the few

Truly
I am bone of His Bone
Flesh of His Flesh
A Beloved Son of God

Daughter of God
You have much to learn
About love
About the Love that loves you
And the burden that comes with it

Hatred has no place in a heart of love
Nor by those who surround you

I have poured out signs after signs
As gentle as can I can be
Only to be rejected
But I still love and hold on
Others would rather I die

Being favoured by God
Brings jealous hearts to light
So their jealousy will be lit up
And burned like a fire that cannot go out
For jealousy breeds hate
And hate has no place

Rose

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His Spirit rose in me
His Spirit rose like the dawn
His Spirit like roses
Blooming an otherworldly fragrance
A fragrance sweet and sublime
Leaving me inundated with love
Now I give it back
And stomped on for doing so
I give it back still
It is more than a gift
Who shall receive?

Wondering about God

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I stood wondering
With the knowledge of future events
Tasted what is good
Tasted what was a Gift from God
That the Most Holy Spirit
And the flames of Holy Fire
Burned but did not consume
Left me longing for more
It tasted good because of It
The One who gave it all
Gave me a spoiler alert
As to His whereabouts
And our destiny of Eternal Life
And I just blabbed both
So then I Bless you all
Even though I am slowly dying
Now that I know
I can do anything
Including just writing words
So that a sound or a phrase…

Does it ring a bell?
Because it was a warning
Repent from evildoing
Plain and simple
Cut off time is soon