Water And Plant Poem by THEODORE MOSLEY

The holiness of GOD is the walk of life for Christians to monitor their ways.

We reach for heaven with words of tribulations and acts of guilty pleasures.

Times of unseemly behavior have us throwing a rock and hiding our hands.

Dissimulations of love have corralled our hearts beyond the forgiveness of love.

Created in the being of heavenly families we forsake the hand of truth and righteousness.

We move and have our being for justifications of our own purifications.

Sanctified and holy has become our own filthy rags of honesty.

Undaunted by convictions of the Word we proceed with the world's truth.

Our camouflage of love reveals the lust that transforms our bodies into instruments of lies.

Soldiers of the cloth have become dual personalities for filthy lucre.

The old landmark is now the fellowship of curtains that Hollywood has produced.

The good ground is now the plantation of infectious deeds gone astray.

We use to water and plant but now we uproot in congregations of dry bones.

Written by Theodore Mosley

October 24,2018