Intoxication to my greed,
Somehow you have sown the seed…
Your chair rests near or apart;
I know how much I bleed.
Matter of time or circumstance…
I don’t judge this distance,
All I know is my need,
And it is you who does feed,
Intoxication to my greed.
My apology had nailed the pursuit,
And I slowly distanced away…
With no regret albeit with many,
Friday 21st June 2019 12:11 pm
Written down is God's Word;
we are encouraged to be heavenly, joint heirs.
So examine His Word for Truth's proof,
for His wish is that 'we join Him there'.
Jehovah first gave of Himself,
breathing Life into Man's creation.
Now He is waiting patiently...
And anticipating a grand celebration.
Final merging of the family tree
are earthly souls and angelic beings;
hear the chorus of prai...
Thursday 17th July 2014 3:42 pm