Abraham's seed, repent
Be baptised and saved
The Holy Spirit, heaven - sent
Saves the enslaved.
The road is rocky
Dig deeper and shed some blood
Repent for your sins
Crash Land
Unplanned
Red pants
Fire ants
Big Tent
Ferment
New pope
Smokes dope
Bare back
Skyjacked
Catcall
Mass brawl
Arches
Starches
Repent
Clark Kent
Hot stuff
Hand cuffs
Crash land
Pound sand
Enough death enough destruction..Are Isreali's considering ( going nuclear?)
With American troops in that area.' What
Type of ally would go to that depth.?
Not to mention all the Arab peoples some
Of whom have accepted Jesus.'
Enough..End the war, save yourselves and
The world, all this evil.' Turn away I pray.)
Yet not of Jesus Christ.'
Why do men have an Adam's apple?
Because of sin and how we grapple
(It was Satan who did deceive Eve and ironically
It was Adam who choked (like the eye and the mote)
One thousand deaths every time we sin
One thousand breaths, this death, the lack therein
Then we eat sin and it becomes caught in our throat
Because we did not meet sin as one not inchoate
We don't support our wives even when we're right there
Why didn't Adam step in for his maiden so fair
Because we don't speak up in everyday conversation**
We don't meet the nay-sayer in every contemplation
We are called to battle sin everyday
Not explain or justify our sin away
So turn away from the sin that we play with
And away from the life that we decay with
And make a turn to a Savior because of our behavior
Have a stiff upper lip before the slip of the lip
Because Jesus rows us away from the slave ship
As I complete this poem and hand down this sentence
We've been given the gift-command of repentance
At a supermarket in Pa.
I couldn’t quite avoid
A MAGA-hatted tattooed guy
Whose shirt got me annoyed.
Beneath a giant cross, it said,
“REPENT!” (Can you relate?)
And after that, what followed was,
“Before it is too late.”
I think religion ought to be
A personal embrace,
Without the need to shove it,
Uninvited, in my face.
And though some freedoms, such as speech,
Have not yet gone away,
An order to REPENT! is one
I never will obey.
Repent, and you shall be forgiven
And hopefully, reinstated
If you are conscience-driven
It’s much appreciated
No need to come up with objections
Just humbly take the charge
Accept all stupid allegations
Before they grow too large
The astute will suspect you’re kidding
Those will be a minority
Most of the judges will believe you
So blessed by their authority
You go whatever way you see
It might be not the same
You walked before, but you are free
To start another game
It is a gaming world, all play
Whatever game they like
In games of war for peace they pray
In games of work they strike
Of course the wise like to pretend
That only justice meets their needs
But at the high stakes it depends
Forgive the hypocrites.
The Stubborn Heart”
Stubborn as stone, he stands his ground,
Words like rivers, he won't let them drown.
Eyes set firm, with fire and pride,
Even truth must wait till he's tried.
He sees threats wherever he may go,
Every word—a weapon poised to throw.
Sharp as knives, his cold replies,
Send chills down spines and truth to lies.
He hides his pain, but weeps in the shade,
Regrets and traumas carefully laid.
In silence he curls, where no one can tell,
A prisoner of pride in his own shell.
But even stone can crack with time,
And healing grows where love will climb.
A touch, a word, a hand held tight—
Can lead him gently back to light.
If you love someone
Keep your words
Your words is you
Keep true to your vow
Your vow is your offering
To someone you promise
If you deviate from your words
Your life is all betrayal
All corruption, all evil
What would be left from you
Are emptiness, hatred and not loved
Unless you repent, reevaluate yourself
To change for good, for the better
God will cleanse us from within
He will give us a new slate
Life is like a new morning
Full of sunshine, warmth and energy
To be given to yourself and to others
When your soul is required of you
You will not regret in judgment
Heaven will be siding with you
Definitely, heaven welcomes you.
Just remember in the good times
All the joy and love we shared
But in the bad we prayed for hope
But saw despair
Oh the Lord did care for us so very much
He gave us many chances to repent
God followed all His children very close
In time His children did come to repent
there was a young woman from Tashkent
whose desire was to live in a convent
she met the man of her dreams
in bed went to extremes
and decided she’s not ready to repent
In his fig tree, a man could find no fruits.
Cut it down! To the gardener, he said
I'll, the gardener said, tend its deep roots.
If it fails to yield, I'll see it’s soon dead.
Pilot killed the pilgrims of Galilee.
They amalgamated with oblations.
From Siloam Tower's fall, who could flee?
Should humans set aside moral foundations?
Fruit sense should be the essence of a tree.
Shouldn't rulers and natives have sin-sense?
If from flaws and sins humans are not free
Won't divine wrath on beings be intense?
You, though a sinner, are given a chance.
Repentance or perish. It's is your stance
We thank God in these last days
That He send His Appointed Son
To pave us the way to salvation
Of each soul who repent his sin
Dedicated now to do His perfect will
No matter what, no condition at all
Obey God's work. Obey His words
Whether we bless us or not
We will follow your words no matter what
In riches or in persecution the more
We will fear you, the more we were close to you
Everything that you give us the more
We will propagate your words and your works
To all the souls that need salvation.
I was quite sweet before the trauma of rape
Afterwards I was no chocolate cake
I was shamefully terrible in temper
Took my issues with men out on them
Having them fall in love with me
Was like a game of cards with odds
I didn’t even want to be married
Only to have indigo itch scratched
I did become quite a fan
Of having multiple boyfriends
Each like a tire on a car
I used to get around my broken heart
And of course I kept a spare man
Eventually I grew tired of the lame game
Of musical chairs using male frames
I began to mature and become patient
Motherhood came made me stop face
My pain and I stopped hurting myself
And perhaps other men as well
I took a vow of chastity
Sincerely was for the lord and me
And somehow he kept me covered despite my sins
I really did make amends within myself
And now I’m fearful of hurting men
I never tried to but was selfish then
Now I am like a new healed heart
I love the power of our God
Who picks you up turns you around
And places feet on solid ground
I’m not perfect and as I age
I feel happy that I am saved.
I repent of my sins. Amen.
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