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Enter Poem or Quote (Required) SONS MANIFEST! In the beginning it was not so Now the earth groan and humanity moan Confusion rumble, all is berserk Limits is stretched, yet it unbreak In chains, cry many dreams Oppression the wicked flaunts around Denigrating, once a bright world Who can rescue man again? His pain, echoes unbearable Which is the way out? So obvious all groan and roam How much is redemption? Its price value is in his blood. Are there sons in Zion? Led and powered by the spirit? I mean true sons from Zion Yes! I have, all worthy and holy Sons arise! Heal the world Liberating the oppressed Empowering the impoverished Delivering the depressed Oh my sons! The earth waits Anticipating your manifestation Sons manifest! Yes, manifest! The fullness of my power Bringing all to my tower That my blessing, I will shower Go display my worth Liberate the world Taking strong holds as territories Establishing my authority and superiority Manifest my name, same as my fame Son manifest! Shrinking hell’s expansion Lord, we will manifest as sons Hoisting your banner of love Not breaking our ranks, we will stand A band of warriors, causing a change Unleashing sealed destinies Breaking ageless yokes Your power alone, we will manifest True sons, marked for excellence Souls your heartbeat We will catch as fish. Go forth my sons, and manifest Reconciling destinies to me An impoverished world As patched earth Waits you as rain to reign Like seed their liberty will sprout Ending a circle, yet so vicious My sons manifest! Manifest my sons! The world earnestly yearns and wait Your triumphant landing As my true sons Sons again, manifest! Author:The Holy Spirit. Felix Joseph Osaeghemede (chumfin4poem@yahoo.com )+2348037825027. Written-10-2008; 6.30pm-11-26pm. “The world earnestly await our manifestations as God’s sons, for our destiny must nourish theirs” Felix o joseph.
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