Mind slaves. The greatest form of slavery is to ones self, Self absorption or to ones fear. Either of both leads to Hell, Not to hell, ignited by a great fire, A place bible foretold for all liars but far worse is the hell, Like a cancer curse, it will destroy you even to your hair. It is a hell of self pity Lack of self worth or too much egocentricity. Hell in ones mind Fear that makes you blind. forever you are bound In slavery chains, bound to the ground. NO man can set you free Cause you can't stand but it's all in your mind.
WHAT MAKES YOU BEAUTIFUL? I looked at her eyes Shining perfectly with her smile Curved lips that extends like a mile And cute nose that in between lies Going down to her shape She is a perfect 8 Slender like a drape But with curves rightly placed She walks with elegance and grace Dressed from top to bottom in a stylish lace Fitting flawlessly without excess space With Little make - up to compliment her pretty face She spoke And butterflies in my tummy awoke With eloquence each word spoken in strokes And right there I got lost in her physical looks. I gazed at her appearance From a close distance And forgot about her true significance Her real beautiful that's farther from a glance. You are beautiful Not because of your ample bossom Nor the wavy nature of your hairs full blossom Goes beyond your unblemished skin A coating for the flesh tin...
REDEMPTION Sometimes i try hard But still my fall is hard, Been Running this race But my strength always fails A journey of faith But doubt i embrace Will i ever make it Am i strong enough to face it The light calls But darkness draws The end i see But the tunnel exceeds Born of this earth But with a purpose set By He whose blood was shed His name i hear But to follow i fear The spirits here But the flesh is there In war with this flesh But still caught up in this cell Oh sin and fear When will u read me from thine stench BUT A VOICE I HEAR A STERN VOICE WITH CARE SWIFT AS AIR SO SWEET TO MY EARS THAT AM RID OF FEAR HE SAID Do you love me? Yes i do. Do you love me? You know i do. Do you love me? Of course i do and always will. And then the voice gone Now my thinking has begun do i really love him I wonder. Are my words true I ponder. Now down to my kneels Hot tears burn my cheek Oh! I do not love him Even with his blood shed I dont adore...
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