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The Truth Hurts

Strongholds of war threaten our life supply,
for death awaits those who seek and speak truth.
Battles are waged within our safe havens,
as kin and friend shed their masks of deceit.

Doorsteps of homes alter into altars
Refuge is taken spiritually now,
for the church has fallen religiously.
Satan worshippers disguised as righteous
Believers, spitting the Word better than
us because False...

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Self-Defined

Never let Haters Define you by the box they create for you! They persecute you because they FEAR you and your Greatness!


She crawls on self-defeat

with her sore bare feet.

Jagged cracks play on tiles;

i deem them infantile.

 

Reflections of old wake

as memories overtake

the waterfall of tears

which draws oh so near.

 

Waves of empty promises

splash against thi...

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The Nativity Told Poetikaly

Three Wise Men-
traveling.
A Star Mapped
A Babe Wrapped
in swaddled clothes
for the wind blows.

Herod seeks Mary's womb
through Magi to cause doom.
They hunt The Messiah,
the Son of Jehovah.
Angel's voice protects them,
saving us from mayhem.

 

Baby Jesus was spared
Mary and Joseph faired
well and found a manger
as they escaped danger.
Peace befell Bethlehem
Behold God's Pr...

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Pieces of Me

My light shined upon

the dark hues of you-

the vastness hidden

in narcissism.

 

I coated the pain

with discarded paint,

bleeding through linens

of truth's art canvas.

 

Fragile yet edgy curves

dance into shapes that

identify me,

granting sanity.

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