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Your Conscience

Touch not my anointed Do my prophets no harm I am saying this nicely So to the wicked you've been warned The innocent maybe tried for now I know they want to give up Some are losing hope Some think it is bad luck As I have said repeatedly I am coming back And for those that harmed my prophets You will feel my wrath I will give no other warning A thief in the night No man knoweth the hour the day or the time A flash of lightening before your eyes To those who create chaos Life will eventually tell I will hold you accountable The serpents from hell They await you and you will learn The eternal fire the flesh forever burns I come for you and you don't know my face because I am Your conscience

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Date: 9/11/2018 4:27:00 PM
Your conscience is the most sensitive part of you and it deserves to be treated with gentle care and respect, I enjoyed your poem dear poet.
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Date: 9/5/2018 5:29:00 PM
Beautiful!!
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