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Life on the flip side,
  A state where souls can’t hid,
And the proverbial eagles glide,
  All of love will be satisfied,
To structure, will not be tied,
  No strife, just life,
Love without end,
  No fend no foe,
Are you ready to go,
  Those that receive it ,
And believe it,
  Will never leave it!

A soul lost in mind’s wilderness,
                                               Isn’t a plus!
For any of us,
  What’s the fuss?
Will degenerate us,
  Like Rome and Egypt,
The soul becomes paraplegic,
  Like a prodigal son,
On a,  from God run,
  Eating with swine, the lust husk of corn,
And some say don’t be!  Alarmed?

  You’ve seen the results,
Of souls of lust,
  The Nero burn,
Of unconcern,
  He did not learn,
And the Pharaoh child,
  Of the Nile,
And the Mosanic child,
  Float on the Nile,
The Mosanic rod,
  Was God,
In the hands of Moses,
  Pharaoh thoughts, not able to oppose us,
This rod of Moses!

  New city, the image of greed,
Will not succeed,
  The seed of old,
Of the mind of Adam’s fold,
  As the grassy knoll,
The bold of mind’s unfold,
  A great family of greed,
Again does not succeed,
  Not God’s seed,
The greed!

  Another time upon us,
Are you the opponent,
  Will the lady succeed,
In economic greed,
  Or will love conceive,
A new relieve,
  By love believed,
A new child being conceived,
  A pregnancy of relieve,
Within lady of light,
  Lifting up life like a kite,
New world of light,
  Out of a greedy night!

As many as will,
  May take of this gospel pill,
A reality deal,
  Love’s pearl,
The real girl,
  Not of the world!

Encouragement has been a plenty,
  Hasn’t been skinny,
For any,
  Love is not a genie,
Not an empty minded panacea,
  Receive and believe,
Is love's relieve!

  Whatever is believed,
Is your conceive,
  Of the mind,
Not of love’s kind,
  The heart,
Is love’s start!

  From the sacred heart,
Comes the bond of meekness,
  Love with no flaw of weakness,
In bleakness,
  As the mind’s fears in weakness,
Read and bleed,
  Or concede,
God speed!!

7-12-09 johnmosesfreeman@yahoo.com
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