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Name Your Angel and Demon

Knock, knock, scritch, scratch Who’re banging at the old door? The other whispers hushly Give in to the turning knob The good one is no help Nameless twins barge in An angel and demon greet One my bruised conscience The other a swelling desire Give their titles respect Names take their power Don’t I know their labels? One demands a stiff drink The other shyly sipping tea Tell them to sit or rollover With names undiscovered A carrot stick does not tempt A devils’ eclair batons will bash They battle for my will I’m to blame for them No naming, one overtakes The elusive one holy as mist The other solid as dopamine What are they doing here? Call out their names to leave Last call to Beelzebub Ask Gabriel to stay But, they are bound to me Shove one out the door Conscience will leave To be free of my Desire Then Gabriel wants company Naming them, won’t be enough Wish I had no four names At the last table like Christ When our time is up like Him When my house and door falls He’ll call us Judas sweetly Gabriel, Beelzebub, and I Chasing 30 silvers, be back We exit the door to betray Dragging Gabriel to the bar Lead to a strange fruit hanging Desire clutching our reward Our war'll be over in slumber

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Stephan McBride

Date: 9/4/2023 1:40:00 PM

So I find this law at work: Although I want to do good, evil is right there with me. For in my inner being I delight in God’s law; but I see another law at work in me, waging war against the law of my mind and making me a prisoner of the law of sin at work within me. What a wretched man I am! Who will rescue me from this body that is subject to death? Thanks be to God, who delivers me through Jesus Christ our Lord! So then, I myself in my mind am a slave to God’s law, but in my sinful nature a slave to the law of sin. Romans 7:21?-?25 NIV https://bible.com/bible/111/rom.7.21-25.NIV

Triny Xiang
Date: 9/4/2023 3:41:00 PM

Thank you, Stephan. To each portion an equal and opposite torment. My thorn in my flesh is really a bother. Still, I don't mind boasting if it allows me to see Christ better in my failings. The battle is yet to be won and the 30 silvers still yet to be claimed.

Stephan McBride
Date: 9/4/2023 1:46:00 PM

Love your poem , God puts that thorn in the flesh to keep one in humility, that we might give glory to Christ that gives us strength to fight off the unseen battle at hand to receive eternal life : )

Stephan McBride
Date: 9/4/2023 1:43:00 PM

or because of these surpassingly great revelations. Therefore, in order to keep me from becoming conceited, I was given a thorn in my flesh, a messenger of Satan, to torment me. But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. 2 Corinthians 12:7?, ?9 NIV https://bible.com/bible/111/2co.12.7-9.NIV

Jay Narain

Date: 9/4/2023 10:38:00 AM

Well penned.

Di11y Da11y

Date: 9/4/2023 3:20:00 AM

Always well written and obviously I'd love to make profound comments but I've not walked in your shoes. One thing I will say is something a friend said to me once when I had a break up a long time ago and was doing a lot of crying - she said 'can I just ask, are you staring at the wall hoping to feel better, because if you are I can tell you that won't work'. Then she lent me the Red Dwarf box set and made sure I had plans to get out a bit. Sometimes simple things help even the highest intellect

Di11y Da11y
Date: 9/4/2023 10:13:00 AM

Write what you need to write, I sure do! I often like to seek miracle solutions and lose the simplest in the process. I don't give the devil a lot of airtime...

Triny Xiang
Date: 9/4/2023 9:23:00 AM

I should really stop writing these depressive poems and go for a stroll. Sometimes the hardest to do when down is the simplest undone. A spoonful of levity makes the Devil go down? Thank you for being an angel on this tiresome shoulder and a wise, uplifting teacher. Thank you.

Max Burchett

Date: 9/3/2023 6:33:00 PM

Well written, Triny! Kudos!