The Despicable Enemy
You can be having a grand day.
Living life the right way not bothering
Anybody and get attacked
By the despicable enemy.
He detests peace and,
Will not cease at,
His attempts to defeat.
He can also see God’s plans,
For one’s life.
And if you allow him to,
He will woo you into a trap,
In order to destroy you.
He’ll have you walking
Around in misery
Saying woe, woe,woe
Is despicable me.
God gave His only begotten
Son to die for us while He
Was young almost the same
Age as me, 33. I can attest,
When I was younger, I,
Was depressed because,
The despicable enemy,
Said that others were much,
Better than me and I was clueless.
At that time that I was all that,
And God did say it,
I just really did not believe.
I placed myself deeper,
In the trap when I did,
Not believe that I should,
Love me God loved me first,
And that I really had worth,
And that He had plans for,
Me ever since my birth.
I allowed the despicable enemy
To attach himself to me like
A ligand and my secret sinful
Life began. But the Lord
God did not let me stay
That way. He stayed close
To me even at times
When I wanted to give
Up the ghost because
His creations God loves
The most. God put
A good work in me.
That is why the despicable
Enemy did not want me to see
I allowed him to blind me with
Lies, false hope in quick fixes,
And just thinking wrong thoughts
And I knew that he died on the
Cross. I was saved but I did
Not have understanding of the obstacles
That I had to face as a Christian
Because I was not in the Word
I was just listening, learning,
And not applying, causing
My spirit to be constantly dying.
Before I realized it
I tried and tried
To fix the situation
By moving to another location
I tried and tried
To fight my own battles
By punching and cussing
Folks out.
I tried and tried
To cover up my pain
Doing anything to have
Someone else’s last name.
Those tries and tries
Brought tears to my eyes
It helped me to destroy
Others lives along with
My own.
I’m telling you the truth,
Word is born.
It took me to
Get on my own,
To dig deep
In the Word
Of God,
And for me to
Give myself away
And then God showed me,
Why I was being treated,
Like I was odd,
That I was not a despicable me,
But I was allowing the despicable enemy,
To steal my true life from me.
1-6-11
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