corruption of love
We made it through the first leg of the plague
Now we prep for the famine
I’m not afraid of the spaceships
It’s the racist with grenades
That I examine
I disengage from the maze
I don’t cooperate to grow in indecency
To operate at a low frequency
I give praise to the Ancient of Days That I’m saved and still standing
I’m not enslaved to the ways of mammon
My heart is brave So when I start to stray I know it’s because I’m trapped inside The lack of my understanding My speech can reach beneath the surface To chase away your fear These verses aggravates despair But activates purpose I pray my poem becomes art therapy A deep feeling when you hear it Each lyric is a healing exhibit What I spoke is exquisite Seldom explicit Holy Ghost you are welcome to visit I’m thankful you didn’t allow The enemy to get to me And for the victory over the wicked Your not the author of confusion
corruption of love
Corruption has eroded the system
The moral code is corroded
Justice has exploded
Cash and fame is the devoted religion
All we have is pain
This is the mode that we live in
When will it stop?
We watch new victims from cops
We’re frightened because we’re fighting competition
They messed up
Now there’s no new shipment of crops
Is Love the mission or not?
If life is a story then isn’t wisdom the plot?
Can Christ get the glory if our vision is blocked?
Listen I’ve been inconsistent a lot
Now they deployed missiles at flying objects
Are they being slick?
And tricking our optics
So many new sickening topics
Shouldn’t we listen to prophets?
Our interest in progress
Has us forced into habits
Our thoughts become savage
Of course it is tragic
Through media we let the crook in our home
Every time I look at my phone
My stomach starts twisting in knots.
Love Bleeds Freedom – read and listen
…HE is the ignition to your passion
And yes those pass demons will come back to attack, but you will now have the vision to look pass them – and grow
I know; you’re thinking to just embrace HIS love for freedom
Is a over simplification
That I’m not aware of the complication
Of your particular situation
And the past tragic devastation
And terrible victimization
That was perpetual The sexual abuse And horrible molestation
And I don’t know about your addictions
From your emotional afflictions And strife it felt like life has no use!
I don’t know about your convictions
From past mistakes You was displaced because of evictions So how dare I tell You that all your debts have been paid…
“Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery, none but ourselves can free our minds.”
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