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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Give me heaven's eyes Instead of these earthly lies For they paralyzes The gifts inside. Give me angel ears So I can hear With a clear transmission Not these tattered incisions. My lungs are enlarged with an ocean of guilt Like a flower, I quietly silently, wilt After all we only bloom for a moment I might as well own it. Break through the barricades Of the “good old days” What a deception Playing on my perception. What a joke Trying to suffocate and choke. There’s nothing good back there Nothing, nothing, absolutely Nothing. Just a another trap Keeping me looking back Soldiers move on So when you remember my name' remember I’m gone, On a new mission Like a spiritual obstetrician Got a new birth Found some eternal worth. On a higher level Looking down on the devil. Nothing left to say I’m done doing it my way. There’s only one way I find it every day When I pray Every day One way. Shackles can’t abide there Just a holy flare Lighting the path ahead. Some say I’m dead That may be true I’m dead alright, dead to you! You can’t encounter the glory And continue in the same story You can’t shower in light And return to the night. There is restitution For all that spiritual prostitution There is a day of reckoning Wisdom is… answering his beckoning. Where can you run in a cage tightly closed? When you surrender you emerge, like a rose, The desolate find waters The fatherless become daughters The chosen will shine In his time, The chosen shall shine. BY: Sabina Nicole
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