Nightmare
In my dream the deception was deep,
This girl was healed through the enemy,
And everyone believed that this healing came from God,
She was showing proof that her sickness was gone,
She was passing around a rope that was plated in the middle with gold,
But the rest of the rope looked rugged and old,
I knew it looked strange as she passed it around,
As if she was endorsing others to use this rope she had found,
She said she placed it around her neck and God healed her instantly,
And I heard God whisper don't touch it, the rope is the disease,
He spoke to me clearly and went on to explain,
The rope is a trick and a noose to kill others this way,
The healing was sorcery to draw in more souls,
Used for the enemy to kill in number..he also tricked the girls soul.
Copyright © Cortney Bartholomew | Year Posted 2025
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