You are not at all odd..In communing with
God, He is The life giver, Source of the great crystal river, satan gives death, in him is no breath, his leadership is in worry
War, anger, pain, no eternity of gain, look now at the world, what it is doing.' You will
Concur, the rule is by, and with fear therefore, just be sincere.' Smile; live and
Love God, before you are put under earths sod.'
Our bodies were celebrities, before we knew fame
Privacy was a luxury, stolen from our innocence,
Our curves measured, scrutinised by envy,
Scales became friends without the empathy,
Put under a microscope, our bodies criticised for growing,
A black girls body, becomes front page news -
The buzzword they religiously used, ‘fast’ as if it were choice
Shamed for being curvy, yet paying for our shape to be replicated,
They instil hate, to make us shrink -
Just for them to showcase the bodies they claim to ‘hate’
Stealing credit, and robbing the spotlight
The aim of their game, was to install shame -
To feel better, for not being naturally shaped
Paper reviews and media highlights,
No protection, just unwanted exposure,
Contracts signed without our permission,
To showcase our bodies, like we are caged animals
Turned into a circus, to point and laugh at,
To hide the fact, that they wish they were black,
Their skin green, with the envy of our blackness -
Projecting hate in disguise of jealousy,
Trapped in a state of constant sadness,
For not living up to an image they worked hard to perfect
Our bodies, were just caught in the crossfires of their anger
The crime rate in my city
Sapele City to be precise
Most comes from camouflage
Police is your friend
Bail is free
The biggest lie in history
Even when you're not guilty, you still need to pay something.
Where are your papers
You'll think it's your motor papers
But after tendering your papers
They still need another paper
Which is the money
They'll beat you or jail you
Innocently if you don't give them the money.
The police is for
Unity, peace and justice
Yet they disrupt the city
Dividing the people
Apprehending the innocent
Instead of justice
They collect money from the guilty.
There was a time
My youngest sister was defiled
Instead of apprehending the defiler
My youngest sister and my oldest sister
Who was pregnant
Was put under detention.
I never let you go, I never even tried, I looked at you once and the whole world died.
Confided in what we call our own, yet you were the only person I had ever called home.
You were put under my story, the ink never wrote your name,
but I know anything different would never be the same.
A lover to choose, yet there’s always something to lose, I love you, still.
Perhaps it’s not the first day we met, but every time your eyes gaze mine, it’s like we have just met for the first time.
That same rush, that same skipped beat, that same fading frown, in a moment of fleet,
the movement of the heart, the hidden smiles, the distant spark, it’s all been you.
For as long as I can remember, from the unplanned meets, all the way to last November.
It’s always you, forever, I still say that even if it is prohibited we be together,
though I may need you like the moon needs the sun, I always seem to forget that you have already chose someone.
Lamp is the sun of the night that dispels darkness.
Is a lit lamp put under the bed? Jesus asked
It's placed on a stand to bring out outright brightness.
With its warmth, the nocturnal environs are basked.
With radiance, shimmer, and illumination
A lamp brings hidden things to light when daylight fades.
For movements, the earthlings get their regulation
With the wonder of sight, peacefulness pervades.
Each movement of existence is an endeavor.
Though the might of vile seems to over-weigh goodness
The truth is the truth. Lies can't end it forever.
The divine dwells in our journey towards fullness.
Listen well! Jesus said, See! Watch! Be observant!
Fulfilling aptitudes, keep your being fervent!
Blood, sweat and tears
Through Christ Jesus, we can conquer our fears
Through His death, we can discover a new breath of life
His life was put under the knife
This was to give us new life
Paid in full
So you and I can fulfill our destiny and
Exhibit the magnificent Grace bestowed upon us
Death could not hold him
A new family was born and grows forevermore
He is the cure to our deceitful heart
He did His Part and
He will be praised Forevermore
Paid in full
So you and I can fulfill our destiny and
Exhibit the magnificent Grace bestowed upon us
Paid in fulfil to bring us back to him
HELLO SO CALLED FREE WORLD.!! Canada is a
Crown country...So is Australia..For the time being!
Melbourne was put under house arrest for twelve
Months..! For no crime whatsoever..Think on this!
Where is the fair governance?? Is there a valid one?
In Britain the originator of colonial law, Caroline
Farrow is under survaillance for speaking her thought
Jordan Peterson is being shoehorned into a programme
Of so called ( re education ) these people don't know
One another I presume.? What are we witnessing in
The case of the large sized lady shown in sports illustrated
What are we suposed to gather ? Its a sports publication
Are they a beauty magazine? Well I suppose in academic
Summation yes.' As you need a slim and resiliant body
To compete athletically..Yes?? So sports oriented peiople
Would intuitivally think a more leaner body more attractive
To compete, that then affects perception overall, whether
I or whoever sees the wider senario of beauty is not relative
In this context.! Which brings us too, why this cover page
In a sports oriented publication? Or was it just an entrappment ploy.? In both cases what is going on.?
I've raised my dog from a pup,
But now he looks so strange.
He'll never be the same,
Ever since he got the mange.
I took him to the vet,
To see what he could do.
He prescribed him some pills,
And medicated shampoo.
But that didn't do the trick,
So took him to the groomer.
She shaved off all his hair,
And found he had a tumor.
Back to the vet I went,
To plead for my poor dogs life.
Scheduled him for surgery,
To be put under the knife.
Thank God the doctor saved him,
But had to remove his leg.
So on top of being bald,
Now a tripod with a peg.
Traumatized the dramatic impact of my own weary life
Short-wired brain activity need to be put under the knife
How to believe in the entity that now controls my mind
Lost somewhere in between seeing nothing but not yet blind
Too many times injuries have been neatly brushed aside
Too many times no one listening trauma color covered lies
Now facing the probabilities this damage so permanent
Now losing the ability of the meaning of what is meant
So I ponder all these things as nightmares burn my dreams
Thinking that I cannot think yelling out in silent screams
Wanting myself to want to be just that normal girl
Traumatic brain spinning off-balance fall and twirl
Vision clouded coverings water filled searching eyes
Memory hazed misty themes who, what, where, or why
Balance vertigoes sway and weave never gaining forward space
Behavior erratic violently I need to get out of this place
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Thoughts start to invade my mind,
Mixed emotions embraced my heart
Lost self, where can I find?
Swollen eyes, where are you staring at
Locked inside a four-cornered room
Tangled chain tightly grasping my wrist
I wanted to escape this harsh world,
I wanted to live on a faraway land
Looking outside the window,
Staring at the beautiful moon as it glows
It does not lessen my fear,
As I see witches flying in near
This world is full of autocratic sorcerers,
A world where mere trance is not enough
A world that many suffers
A world that you can hardly survive
A mortal like me
Desiring a harmonious life
Put under this curse
Would I be free from this domineering world?
When there are storms of
fashions of fading flowers
to abate,
and such things are
no more but their leaves
are withering so
and when earth is weathering
on it pain of vulnerable and sought-
these lines mention these sort
of scenes for they belong to
it elegy and bound to unlimited
empathy.
Thus group of flowers in
these types gardens are
known to languish with their
more becalmed tendencies to share
their wills.
But put under crimming and control
sorry one thing and sorry others.
No criminal worth his salt
Or is good at his job
Is behind bar's and in prison
They are rather in hiding
Careful planning what job
to take on next
To fund retirement
Not out spending i'll gotten gain
Just waiting for the right moment
Till the coast is clear
And the reason why they never
get caught
Can blend and live in plain sight
Be absolutely anyone's neighbour
without raising or arousing an
inclination of suspicion
Otherwise everyone put under
witness protection
Would have to be moved on
a regular basis
Because they stick out like
a sore thumb trying to fit in
“Should a lamp be put under a bed?
Surely on lampstand.” Jesus said.
“For nothing is concealed
that will not be revealed.”
All will come to the light that is spread.
Mark 4.21-22
United States had the power and respect
Now I believe we’re being
Laughed at and ridiculed
What happened?
What started out as a
Innocent election
Has been blown to hell
ering parties separated by
The whose and the whats
It really looks bad for us and
You wonder who can you trust
Clashes in the city streets has
The whole country off balance
An on edge
While this country is being watched and
Put under a microscope
The clock on the wall
Just past boring.
Today’s Big decision is crumpets
And Charlie Stayt on the BBC still boring.
Today’s news is Covid 19.
The homes been put under the hammer
and martins told me to do my homework.
and I've been on a bargain hunt.
I turn the radio on its smooth fm
It’s a constant link of cheesy tunes
and yes I am living on a prayer.
oh I could so easily murder someone
best not as its father brown now.
then more Covid 19 on the news.
out for a walk with the lyra clad masses
and there’s more cyclists than Beijing.
Teas a thing with the shortest expire date.
And im now watching pointless which seems so apt.
then of to help Indiana find a crystal skull
then more news about Covid 19.
Bed
The End
Episode 2 tomorrow in fact no just read it again.
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