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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

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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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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