Deception – 1 Peter 5:8

Consider the source,
Before you believe the lie,
Consider the source,
Before you cry.

Consider the source,
Before it clouds your head,
Consider the source,
Before you see red.

Consider the source,
Before you waste your time,
Consider the source,
Before you begin the climb.

Consider the source,
Before you scoff,
Consider the source,
Before you run off.

Consider the source,
Before you lay it all down,
Consider the source,
Before you move everything around.

Consider the source,
Before you align your view,
Consider the source,
Before you bite off more than you can chew.

Consider the source,
Before you finalize a choice,
Consider the source,
Before you rejoice.

Consider the source,
Before you draw your bow,
Consider the source,
Before you dub them foe.

Consider the source,
Before you draw the line,
Consider the source,
Before you undermine.

Consider the source,
Before you decree the command,
Consider the source,
Before you declare it banned.

New Testament Salvation

A sea of blood was everywhere,

But no one seemed to care,

I know,

Because I was there.

A peaceful river of blood,

That’s really what it was,

Though everyone,

Was making a fuss,

I knew its purpose,

And so didn’t act thus.

As the Father,

I could have cried,

But why would I?

After all,

Wasn’t it I,

Who needed Him to die?

.

This was His purpose,

So mankind could come out victorious,

When they throw His name,

Like a forceful flame.

And so He was slain,

And in a fancy tomb lain,

Until Sunday, anyway,

When He up and walked away.

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And a father was never so proud,

The first Adam,

May have brought the curse into creation,

But the second Adam,

Brought it to cessation.

Know when you take your last breath,

You can brush past Death,

The option is there,

To never die,

But rather arrange another home,

In the sky.

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God’s Got This

Sleep,

Son of God,

‘Cuz He’s paving a way,

Let there be no more unrest,

It’s being solved,

By the best,

And you will end up,

Truly blessed.

Sleep,

Daughter of God,

‘Cuz He’s got the answer,

Since you got it off your chest,

He hasn’t known a rest,

But’s been working overtime,

To make sure you shine,

And have back your zest.

Sleep,

Man of God,

‘Cuz He’s gonna make it right,

And you won’t even,

Need to fight,

Yeah He’s seen the attack,

But He’s got your back,

And will cut them no slack,

Until you’re back on track.

Sleep,

Woman of God,

‘Cuz He’s fixed it already,

Stop being so overtaken by worry,

That your vision gets blurry,

Here He comes,

To bear your pain,

And make you smile again.

Sleep,

Child of God,

‘Cuz He’s about to show up and show out,

Without a doubt,

You’re about to crest that mountain,

It’s past the eleventh hour,

And He arrives about midnight,

To end your route,

Victory is yours,

He’s promised no more wars.

Dynamite, Straight To The Point

A star shot across the sky,

Before losing its light,

This happened night after night,

As the prayers,

During the witching hour,

Disarmed their power.

A sure sign,

That things are stirring,

Upon listening closely,

You can even hear,

The inbound angel’s wings whirring.

Finally enroute with answers,

Because the prayers were authoritatively spoken,

And now that the curse has been broken,

It seems blocked blessings have been awoken.

They’re coming like a river,

Flowing downhill,

Unstoppable,

For the Lord is a giver.

Every day,

Something new to see,

Without knowing its source,

It’d be almost scary.

Time Waits For No Man

Ya snooze ya lose,

Change happens,

You shouldn’t have blinked your eye,

Before you gave it a try.

Hopeless turned to a high,

Now I can,

Exhale a relaxed sigh,

Sorry man,

If that makes you cry.

Divine encounters,

From out of the blue,

Spell the end,

For all those could-have-beens.

There’s this thing,

A window of opportunity,

Which would have been the time,

For you to seek unity,

It’s too bad you stalled,

But now this other’s been called.

Going once,

Going twice,

And still you never,

Rolled your dice,

Sorry dude,

But the award goes to,

The one who scored.

Have You Met Yourself?!

I’d bet not,
By the way you glare,
My dear,
Misery engulfs you,
And I sense fear.

The way you smile into your mirror,
When it’s just you,
That’s the way you need to let loose,
When to others you become nearer.

It’s buried deep,
But you’re such a delight,
Why do you let those demons,
Force you to fight?

I’ve seen you be so charming,
That it’s disarming,
Too bad you follow it up,
With being so unworthy it’s harming.

The pain in your mind,
From the shackles that bind,
I command it loose you now,
By the only mighty matchless name,
To which demons must bow.

You’re withering away,
A little more every day,
Because you won’t unearth,
A little laughter and mirth.

Seriously,
Do you know you?
I guess not,
Oh how sad this is true!

Poking through is sunshine,
That’s bold and courageous,
I can see what you would be,
If you’d forget,
And let it become contagious.

Fight!
Fight for your life!
From the sidelines I can tell,
You’ve been felled,
By the hounds of hell.

Next time you smile into your mirror,
When it’s just you,
I hope you introduce yourself to you,
And the scales fall off,
So you see you,
From my view.

Tribute To The Supernatural Power Of God

The spirit realm has shifted,
I know ‘cuz I felt first-hand,
The heaviness that was lifted,
I know you know,
That only prayer,
Could have moved it outta there.

The search began,
For an obscure door,
High and low,
Near and far,
Only to be found,
Right under my nose.

It was destroyed,
Wholly wiped out,
No hesitation,
Not a bit of doubt.

And wow!
Right away,
The first domino fell,
And that was the beginning,
Of the end of this hell.

Every day,
Another piece to the puzzle,
More and more things,
Turn one-eighty,
Yes the script has flipped,
They’ve been muzzled,
It’s only a matter of time,
Before there’s nothing left,
Of their heinous crime.

Words Don’t Die

More than mean,
Spat out in,
A savage scene,
Curses is what they are,
And so’s you know,
Long after you’ve forgotten,
They’re still raking in results,
That are rotten.

They don’t just drift out to sea,
Never to be seen again,
Effects are there,
Generationally to see,
All because loose lips,
Prophesied one’s agony.

Maybe or maybe not,
Purposely unpleasant,
But once it’s released,
Spirits to help it happen,
Are always unleashed.

Aimed in anger,
They’re the start,
Of immediate danger,
Someone spoke it,
Into existence,
And the receiving end,
Didn’t know,
To come at it,
With resistance.

Your life is not your own,
No one’s ever,
Really alone,
The declaring of a word,
Never goes unheard,
Imperceptible agents,
Are always around,
Watching you,
And listening to,
Everything you spew.

It doesn’t dissipate,
Into the atmosphere,
Once it’s cleared your ear,
But lives on forever,
Waiting to make or break your fate.

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That’s what’s up on tails,
Now let’s flip to heads,
It’s so much different over there,
Say good-bye,
To the fails,
And welcome in,
The wind in your sails.

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Forecast your future,
Make a big fuss,
Over everything that’s fabulous,
Predict those things will intensify,
No devil’s lies,
Have any part to play,
Make sure this wave of faith,
Takes up all your space.

Let communication,
Be your key,
Verbalize kindness,
Vocalize love,
And predict harmony,
Don’t give the unseen,
Any openings,
To kill your dreams.

Speak life every time,
Lest the enemy,
Overtake your mind,
If you say aloud,
Any melody,
That can be used,
For evil weaponry,
Expect the scales to tip,
And send you back toward tails.

Ha! Or Not!

Through and through,
It was solid,
You were certain,
Until things were revealed,
When up went the curtain.

Turns out underneath was tarnished,
And the gold was only varnish,
A coating so thin,
It could be cracked,
By just the prick of a pin.

Well it’s dreadfully degrading,
To an object’s rating,
When the cracked paint is peeling,
Being stripped away,
From floor to ceiling.

Ripped from it,
Faster and faster,
No stopping once it’s started,
Leaving it and all associated,
So very broken-hearted.

It’s been stripped bare,
There’s none left now,
But a stubborn speck,
Here or there.

Solid gold,
Was a facade,
A cover-up,
For something majorly flawed.

Black Ice

Hiding ,
An invisible danger,
It looks shiny and pretty,
Too late you see the light,
When you’ve already lost the fight.

Sure looks strong enough to hold,
But you’ll find it slippery,
And able to run you off course quickly,
Light fades to dark,
In the beat of a heart.

Once it’s grabbed all four wheels,
And taken full control,
This drive that started out serene,
Now it’s gonna get,
Nasty and mean.

It looked like nothing,
In the dead of night,
But little by little,
You comprehend that it’s chuckling,
While you it’s cutting.

Manipulation,
Thrilling to chilling,
In the blink of an eye,
Laughter’s changed to crying,
And living carefree’s been replaced,
With wishing for dying.

A glowing glare,
Fills your eyes,
So when you stare,
You’re rendered blind,
Free falling into the snare,
Without chance to react,
You become trapped.

It may melt,
On a sunny day,
But eventually,
Clouds always accumulate,
And therefore,
It’ll never regulate.

Glassy and slick,
Impossible to get a good grip,
You had it for a magnificent minute,
Until an unknown plight,
Caused it to take flight.

Super hard to handle,
A real danger to cross,
Causing much suffering and loss,
Are you ready yet for the exchange,
From snow boots to sandals?