Salvation
Saved from the pending destruction that will result in
an epidemic of chaos, bloodshed and tears.
Saved!
Saved from a lifetime of mindless searching that will result in
an unproductive and lack luster life.
Saved!
Saved from peer pressure that would have mold or shape me
and make me a replica.
Saved!
Saved from my foes or oppressors who wish to ostracize or terminate me
or rather rid the world of my existence.
Saved!
Saved from fear that would stifle and make me a loser
having unfulfilled dreams or ambitions
Saved!
Saved from my SELF--- consuming greed, riotous and under-minding living that would have resulted in ultimate displeasure when I look at my reflection in the mirror.
Saved!
Saved, saved, saved, praise God I'm saved....
Copyright © Anoush Harrison-Jackson | Year Posted 2012
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