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conditioned surrender
When they say
to hang loose like a fucking piece of laundry,
to await approach without taking flight,
to form a shape and color they can recognize;
That you must become less threatening--
to dangle there limp and unimpending,
to bare and stretch your lacy neckline,
to make lifeless your torn back and tattered torso;
This is when you must surely beware,
for, if you do as they say,
the...
Saturday 18th June 2016 5:47 pm
Poem: White Flag
Years ago, while still a teenager,
a white flag in my heart I waved;
for I tendered a total surrender
to the Lord on the day I was saved.
From Salvation’s message properly explained,
my spirit easily recognized absolute Truth;
so my desire towards Christ was ignited
with acceptance of Him in my childhood’s youth.
Learning from others’ mistakes
and reading the Word with diligence,
in ...
Friday 25th July 2014 12:26 pm
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