Proud Praise
This poem is not like the plagiarized parodies,
It is built by blessed beings, bands and bodies.
It is musical yet not just those mere melodies,
It’s a rhyme sought from righteous rhapsodies.
A spiritual song so sweet, sound and spectacular,
With rhythms that roars… not like the regular.
Proud praises by people and places not popular,
One soul, one spirit, one song… so singular…
To the One that was and is to come… great God
With hand, heart and heads, in wonderful words;
Praising the prince of peace in rousing applauds
With a poem that’s got body, breath and blood.
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