If I bail, shall Love prevail? How long will it take? How many more to forsake? Will the earth still shake? Or with fear will all quake. Love not perfect in fear. Being perfect, see, dear? Only way I can do it. So won't you please Jew it? I mean if you can. Hear distant ShazIam. Talking to the Lion and the Lamb. Whether to or through you. Wouldn't believe how often I chew you. Nourish me you do. Not so much though when I'm blue. Medication is the key. At least it is for me. Medication and fine herb. Then me it's tough to disturb. Just still think maybe too deeply. Without meds it makes me quite weepy. I'll let all of this in seepy. While I go practice more Love. Thinking of riches up above. And how I can get them down here. Reversed tithing I will do dear. And careful about drinking will be me. Tempted I will not be. Instead of sincere validation for things before, how about if I say its is you I A Door. Sincerely look forward to the future with Them. Just tired of being mired in all of this sin. Sin and the consequence, death I despise. Enemies of Christ and an abomination in my eyes! Well this enemy He will defeat. And for that I have a front row seat. Which is the good in what has been quite a mess. 45 years of being under test. Still to Them I always do turn. Thought by now all would discern. I guess I had a thing or two to learn. Now, please excuse me while I go burn.
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If I bail, shall Love prevail? How long will it take? How many more to forsake? Will the earth still shake? Or with fear will all quake. Love not perfect in fear. Being perfect, see, dear? Only way I can do it. So won't you please Jew it? I mean if you can. Hear distant ShazIam. Talking to the Lion and the Lamb. Whether to or through you. Wouldn't believe how often I chew you. Nourish me you do. Not so much though when I'm blue. Medication is the key. At least it is for me. Medication and fine herb. Then me it's tough to disturb. Just still think maybe too deeply. Without meds it makes me quite weepy. I'll let all of this in seepy. While I go practice more Love. Thinking of riches up above. And how I can get them down here. Reversed tithing I will do dear. And careful about drinking will be me. Tempted I will not be. Instead of sincere validation for things before, how about if I say its is you I A Door. Sincerely look forward to the future with Them. Just tired of being mired in all of this sin. Sin and the consequence, death I despise. Enemies of Christ and an abomination in my eyes! Well this enemy He will defeat. And for that I have a front row seat. Which is the good in what has been quite a mess. 45 years of being under test. Still to Them I always do turn. Thought by now all would discern. I guess I had a thing or two to learn. Now, please excuse me while I go burn.