God the Father alone has the power to invert situations.
Revert conditions and overhaul circumstances in your life
God’s power can cause things to explode
God’s power can rearrange things
God’s power can flatten things
God’s power can restructure things
God’s power can lift things and produce things
God’s power can show up
God the Father can go beyond our current circumstances
Jesus, the Spoken Word can enhance your capacity
Therefore, connect your current reality with God’s present ability
Mark Frank
I tried the darkness,
over and over again.
I tried being stone
until I felt like I’d crack.
Elation was elusive.
Nothing was enough
so I took myself apart
to restructure me.
Isolation in traction
is therapy I’ve outgrown.
All bottled inside
an antique candelabra.
Too human to hide,
it’s as ancient as DNA.
Soul always bubbles over.
you know that corner of the house that you hate?
please refresh it or change it fast, without debate
It might be a closet, attic, or that dark hall.
Restructure it, paint it, change it before next Fall.
Oh, you are too frightened to venture near it?
There may be a demon or devil attached to it.’
You had better sell and move away – do it tonight.
Your feelings are there for a reason, right?
Many have little faith and are part of a great heresy
what our Lord calls abominations they support with a full heart
Lawless behaviour has become the new normal everyday
it is hard to fathom the dept of this corruption displayed
only a handful will stand up for the truth to be told right
History is filled with similar stories told by saints and the Bible
the serpent is working on a cunning plan to restructure the family
sinful logic has no place in addressing God's art of creation
a mother is gendered when her womb becomes the cradle of life
Our worse sin is we have destroyed and betrayed ourselves
working within this darkness silently they pretend to serve the Light
A corner of the roof is a better life
than a fine house shared with a quarrelsome wife.
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When a man looks much tender,
What happens to his Gender?
I mean guys who seem slender
And prove The Easy Blender
None of An Iron Bender,
Who would restructure fender
And to graves with punch sender…
Man not A Panel Beater,
In no way like A Heater?
Do we him name ‘Woman’
Like The Eve summoned from Man?
Are looks A Gender Lender:
One being tender or slender
One’s sex change operation
From Gender Desperation?
I think: who still can render
Services of his gender,
Be he tender and slender
Is just Male-Slender-Tender
Which is better or bitter without been in cool paints?
What will remembrance be like if there is no alphabets?
To memorise all thoughts would be very silly of sages
Or something else like the divinely blessed earth revelatory saints
What more would be the perfect ever glowing safe diskettes?
Enclosed tightly in a well framed document of many pages
Power to the deaf and relief to all who stammer
Its awesomeness has learned students unique ability to create writes
Of different kinds figured historical building the classes
Which keeps redirecting and reshaping human as it continuously hammer
On all ears the need to respect one another's rights
Its effects remain despite how soon each new generation passes
Thanks to the awesome 18 consonants that romance the vowels
What more diamonds are; digged deep all out from heart
Absorbing all the beautiful thoughts of minds like dry towels
And restructure its uniqueness into a pleasant and lovely art
Woke up to no sun
it was just the darkness of dawn
on my own in a world I had created
birthed by my own thoughts
characterized by the sum of my fears and desires
through the manifestation of my thoughts believed.
Progressively, evolving being I am; learning
Earnestly applying remedy to the defects of my character
For every thought-seed sown takes root,
sooner or later blossoms bearing its own fruits
Good, Bad - I had to learn to find delight
Revealing to me, myself
In acknowledgement that my prayers were merely song,
that I had to find the rhythm in the beat and harmonise self with its frequency
Let go the cliche that we must disregard those that have different views from us
Restructure my thinking in remembrance that the oppressor and the slave are co-operators in ignorance
and that only in reality are afflicting themselves
Had to conquer my own weaknesses
meet me some light
Oh world meet phoenix me as I rise with the sun,
to a world anew, freedom and reach my outmost potential
Become the True ME
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One day we'll all go to the other side of the world
where the moon is launched near the stars unfurled
We will assemble in the hubble of the milky way
and find no trace of earthly bodies in this mainstay;
We will hover inside the palindrome of heaven's loft
restructure like dancing orbs of light, bouncing off
the walls of the sky, born to never be born or die;
One day we will escape this crusty earth of touch
and leave for a place where we don't need a thing
No surgical headlights to see the cavity of man
no scalpel to fix a little girl named, Marianne
We will find our loved ones smiling on the other side
they will be the hinges on the door that leads inside
Exhilarated and free we will shine softly in the night.
as if we were the only light aglow, far and out of site .
Lead me home,
Away from these fires
And compromises of dreams inside,
Still existing, slowly deteriorating
Make no mention across
The boardroom desk of a
Yearning heart. Bad form.
Bloody up the forecast.
Wipe clean the plate
For the next green leathered occupier
To present their return on no investment.
Earnings after taxes, depreciated.
With composed discharge,
Diminish the minions.
Walk away from the policy
And procedure of souls seeking comfort
With tiny voices,
Terminate and restructure, build and repurpose
In a careful edit.
Blind copy coconspirators, then press send.
Feed the lion the monthly meat
And while he gorges, hunt for more.
Until you are served up.
Did the government read any
of the expert and professional articles about the nation?
No! he read the truth from his bible and quran and consulted ayinlala
And would not mind the bookworms whose domain would soon
Be salted with strike and downsizing for economic growth!
Did the government hear or see
The commentary on, and documentary of the nation?
No! he heard from the rumour mongering of his caucus, cabinet
And political godfathers who are nursing manifestoes
That would restructure and make a new LIE-GE-RIA!
Did the government stay at home
To quench the fire razing down the nation?
No! he always run abroad away from the raging inferno
To seek the opinion of white house,
In order to avoid embarrassment when he seeks asylum!
Did the government open his ears and respond
To the cries of hunger, protest, disaster, bloodbath and anarchy?
No! he sits on the lap of luxury within the presidential palace
And rides out with escorts and sirens in long procession
Leading the country to its final burial!
Yes, I D.I.D. (U)
Ok? (F)
So I don’t think the same (F)
-not a bit (P)
should I be feeling shame? (C)
should I stop thinking? (C)
should I just quit? (C)
I’m not sure why it’s a problem (M)
You can try to break my mind (F)
restructure, reshape (M)
unspool and rewind (M)
spread the cracks, make them gape (W)
but it won’t make me any better (F)
Some things I may say – you can’t comprehend (M)
I know they can’t be real (F)
but please, just pretend (P)
for my sake (W)
It will be difficult (F)
and seem impossible (M)
but I’m not all gone yet (P)
I still maintain a slight grip on reality (Ma)
while my imagination remains indocible (C)
Pray for me, I am ill (Ma)
I have a worsening case of “instability” (M)
I’m split (W)
hallucinations are plenty, emotions are scattered (F)
pray for me before I become nil (Ma)
Unknown - the original person (U)
Frederick – logical, condescending, sarcastic, realist (F)
Melissa – emotional, understanding, poetic, imaginative (M)
Catherine – angry, defiant (C)
William – childish, violent, selfish (W)
Marian – religious, passive, melodramatic (Ma)
Paul – shy, undermined by the others (P)
Restructure
Some wording
In the dangling
Of
Meaningless
Sentences
Writing is
The Sparkle
Crackling in
Forgotten fires
Inside
The minds
Time
To shine
Wind us up
And see
Us spin
Don't
Topple
Us over
Regression
Never wins
Get those
initial thoughts
down
a.s.a.p.
That we thought
were so brilliant
and flowing
Riding high on
our cleverness
Then we sleep
In our beds
Who's reading
And responding
As we saw zzz's
Then we get up
and check
No response
So we visit again
That poem that
Didn't quite cut it
As we read
We think
How could I write
This crap
I can't even
Understand this
I wasn't in
My right mind
Better pull my
sleeves up
Click my pen
And restructure
This one again
Then they'll
Get it
Cried loud all "innovate or perish" all around the World
Why not the education which gives the greatest mould
Primary , Secondary and Tertiary are the steps to consume our life
This system is age old not have any logic with the time rife
Mature are the minds today before their age
Then why You Educationist let their brain waste over page
Think twice and RETHINK, REKINDLE the Hope
Education is stepping stone not a joke
Let the death-knell takes its toll on the past
Rest assured, Children will fly high without a mast
So restructure, redesign redefine the system
That makes the life , CARPE DIEM!!!
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