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Shui

Nimrod was the original Pagan
the lies continued with Semiramis his mom
told the people that she was the queen of heaven
unto this very day
this war against heaven rages on

largely in part by false christianty
and all those who weep for Tammuz
few know the truth
and every sin is a battle lost

my Lord's patience endures
as the cycle of mankind continues
and can you see it my freind
white, red, black, and pale
the four horemen
false religion, war, death and hell
again and again
nations rise and fall
raise children and blend
as the everlasting discerns his faithful
until the very end
while keeping the promises that he made
to Isreal, Judah, and Abraham
understand
for him life and death is an illusion
for some he will raise up to live again
and some will fall once more
good God have mercy upon us
for our worlds prince is the father of sin
and some will fall once more
for it seems the gnashing jaws of death
lurk behind every door
and everybody dies
but some will rise
just like my Lord

so say not, 'this is my life'
for such an attitude leaves no room to grow
and say not, 'I have but one life to live'
for we really do not know
plant the seeds of life
then water them that they might grow
and show love and patience
towards everyone that you know
edify who you can
whisper lightnigs hot and cold
while watching and discerning the evidince
the words of life
coupled with the prophecies of old

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 2/9/2010 7:44:00 AM
Thank you for sharing your excellent poetry with us today Mark. Love, Carol
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Date: 2/9/2010 12:37:00 AM
thanks for the insight
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Date: 2/8/2010 7:11:00 PM
Mark, there is a lot of poetry for thought here and I enjoyed the journey you took us on with your words. I can totally relate to your last stanza, your ending. Kudos, Connie
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