You Will Not be Forsaken Don't badda worry for the people wicked soon need mercy but dem a go dead! Trust God, do good, no matter where you trod God will give you what you deserve. Don't worry about the one who do evil to succeed don't get angry the wicked soon depart God know and see all let them plot they soon get caught and cut down small, small. Don't worry bout famine don't worry bout strife God will protect you He will save your life! But you see that one there? Fire and damnation! Like dust he shall blown away. Be generous, not crafty like the wicked and the evil committed, but make God hold you up. The righteous shall never be forsaken despite opposition they will never be taken because the good always speak righteous from start to finish he is pious. So fret not thyself, evil shall fall in on itself but the man who do good shall never be shook.
Category: Poetry Corner
Who Told You?
WHo Told You? Who told you to accept things they way they are? Who told you to conform? Who tricked you told you that is the only way to follow the crowd. WHo told you you should never suffer that trials would not appear? Who told you to turn away from who you truly are to follow what they say? Who told you you were weak that all your life you would expereince defeat? Who told you lies so that you belief and the truth you cannot see? Stop being deceived.
Unmerited Favor
Unmerited Favor I thought... I had to give you my world - at least that's what I heard. I thought I had to please you just to get through or find an imaginary chink in your armour to get to the light. But I did not move. I could not move, because I did not what to lose the one and only chance I had so I set to run to grab onto your gown... But before I heard the gun I felt the breeze brush against my cheeks and a voice that made it impossible to breathe impossible to move: Be still and know...
The Hikikomori Way
The Hikikomori Way Is there nothing more to being alive? Than to work and work and work. Until all our life force is used up and then we return to the dust. Will we die from the shame? We are not better my friends than the birds in the sky at least they fly before the most die. there must be more to our lives - I must know this. But to find out - the welcoming shadowy doubts - I must resist.
My One Confession
My One Confession In this dark hour when my life pride would devour, I know I can do nothing no matter what I own no matter my great feats I cannot heal without my Sustainer. I am industrious smart know all - But Father, I can do nothing be nothing, except by your grace.
Accept
Accept Accept you know but do not know. For when we don't know good things will come. When we look around the corner too soon We may fall into a trap too deep. There is no esculator up these mountains only the wind to carry us. Accept that you can't know and good things will follow.
Letting Go
Letting Go Why is so hard to let go of the worst of you? Why do we cling to things that mean us no good. We battle the demons that have no power because we holder tighter to things that would devour the progress we made. Why is it so easy to make ourselves small to crawl when we could run to bow when we could stand tall unmovable unbreakable unstoppable.
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