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Right when I thought I had figured things out, 
FEAR sauntered in and introduced DOUBT. 
The twins came over, DISMAY and DESPAIR. 
Then APATHY appeared. Does anyone care? 

DISGUST and DISDAIN knocked on my door. 
DISILLUSIONMENT laughed at what was in store. 
ENVY and PRIDE cried unanimous cheers. 
DOOM and DESPERATION were invoking my fears.

DEFIANCE brought a sign reading, “Come watch him fall.” 
A gruesome and grotesque masquerade ball. 
A party complete full of Demons and Ghouls. 
This chaotic nightmare was void of all rules.

I ventured outside away from the noise, 
despondent by actions that EVIL employs. 
I sat on the porch with my hands on my face. 
The stench of DESTRUCTION dispensing DISGRACE.

I cried out, “Dear Lord, what more can I do?” 
I jumped when a voice said, “It’s all up to you.” 
I gathered my senses and offered a seat 
to an elderly woman, who lived down the street. 

“That’s quite a party you seem to be throwing.” 
I nodded my head, “It just keeps on growing.” 
She leaned in and whispered, “They run in packs, 
carefully planning these full-scale attacks.”

I asked her the reason they all showed up here? 
She said, “You empowered the illusion of FEAR. 
Without you to help them, their power is weak. 
They gather up strength from words that you speak. 

What you don’t understand, regardless it’s true, 
GOD gave authority over Demons to YOU.” 
Something made sense in what  she had said. 
She changed the perceptions I had in my head.

So, I stormed in the house with COURAGE and PEACE, 
screaming, “It’s over! This party must cease!” 
CONVICTION paraded as FAITH filled my heart. 
In the name of JESUS, I demanded they part! 

Their revelry turned into howling and shrieks. 
A bellowing ANGST echoed out from the peaks. 
They whined and moaned but followed command. 
HOPE cleansed the room and TRUTH took a stand.

My new found friend was no longer there. 
I shouted out “Thank You!” into the night air. 
Hearing my commotion, “For what?” asked my wife. 
“Your church-lady friend may have just saved my life.” 

“You mean GRACE?” she questioned, “Didn’t you know?” 
“GRACE went to heaven almost two weeks ago.” 
I took her hand and we knelt down to pray, 
thanking GOD for the POWER in WORDS that we say.
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