A Message Of Many

A Message Of Many prose poem

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What’s up Peeps how did you sleep? Me, I prayed to The Lord my soul to keep, my sleep was sweet, now ain’t that deep? So if you are not too smart or if you are a brilliant scholar, just want to give you a holler. It’s to pray for the best as you stand this gruelling test, while going through all the awful stress and pressing strife of this awesome adventure called life. When the troubles of life were weighting heavily on my mind, thinking about committing a crime

That’s when I dropped a dime. I said Lord, I getting whipped, I thought it couldn’t happen ’cause I was way too hip, all that and a bag of chips, now I am about to flip, Lord Jesus, will take over and be the captain of this ship? Oh yes I did confess and The Lord took me out of all that mess, here I stand truly Blessed. You see this world is very dark with lots of two legged sharks and it”s coming around again to Noah and the Ark. This time Noah is The Lord, to find the Ark look for the landmark, which is the church steeple, instead of gathering animals, this time He’s gathering people..

Take note, Don’t miss the Boat. For this world is vexed, caught in a terrible vortex. Still, we think we”re doing just fine not paying attention to the warning signs. When I look at the world I break out in a cold sweat because the entire planet is becoming huge dope set. But, we are bent on partying, having all fun as we quickly approach the Event Horizon. This might sound kinda cold but people we are on the edge of a Black Hole.

I have wrote something similar, I’m compelled to write it again for foe and friend. This life as we know it is coming to an end. So be prepared to step into the water for there is coming a new world order. So if your life is running amok, seems you are stuck like Chuck, going through the same episode, thinking, I’m about to explode, then you have reached the crossroads.

It’s time to choose, to go positive or negative what have you got to lose. Your precious life, yeah right, you must be willing to put up a fight, you do it all the time doing wrong, right is a lot harder, you just have to pray to stay strong. Sometimes you’ll shake, sometimes you’ll quiver. That’s when you hold on tight, for The Lord is faithful and He will deliver.

So the next time you hear that voice in your head we call it the first mind and we do what we want instead. Stop Stonewalling, ,It’s GOD Calling. Lord Jesus is the only way, we are truly living in The Last Days. He will cleanse you of all your sins. You won’t be here for ARMAGEDDON.

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I once was walking in the dark , I thought I was living the life. Thank goodness for Rehab. They started to set thing right, It was there I found The Lord and and saw the Light. Now these poems I started to see and hear. When they come in sight I write. Thank You LORD. Now all the other, the past is, how they put it. Just water under the bridge. GONE. Never to return. Now I am Just a laid back kind of guy, Who's about to spread his wings and fly away to a brighter day.
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