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.

Something’s Brewing

I can’t even remember,
The what or why for,
But that devil’s appeared again,
That’s for damn fucking sure.

I suppose he thinks he’s clever,
But come in agreement I’ll never,
Really, it’s kind of a shock –
Yes sir,
You are being mocked!

The nerve!
I mean,
The dude should know that I know,
He was up to no good,
Last time he was in,
My neighborhood.

Years ago,
He jumped ship suddenly,
It seemed such a shame,
Until the truth came out,
And I realized he was lame.

“Beauty is in,
The eye of the beholder”,
That’s truth,
If ever I heard it,
And it’s pretty crazy,
When the realization hits,
That they are just shit.

Signs are cropping up,
More and more frequently,
As the days pass,
Those dogs are everywhere,
Starting, of course,
The day I woke from the dream,
In which he was there.

Supernatural to the core,
But on the dark side,
Yet somehow feels no shame,
That shit I’d never claim.

I’d love to know,
What runs through this demon’s head,
To make him decide,
When to show,
And when to hide,
And why he thinks,
I’d be game for the ride.

We shall see,
How long he knocks for,
Before giving up,
And again turning away,
From my door.

It May Sound Crazy, But That’s My Life!

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I woke with a start,
And after some thought,
Realized one part may be from God,
Not that other who’s a fraud,
For I felt some peace,
And I know it was His voice.
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Getting in the car,
I heard screams and shouts,
That had me floored,
From a crowd that had gathered,
Outside my doors,
“Tornado! Tornado”!
But what could I do?
After all,
It was not off very far!

A glance around,
Showed it was indeed right there,
Almost right in my hair!
It was five large swirls,
In a big big circle,
Hurtling straight at me,
Leaving no way to get free.

Suddenly,
I was in the back seat,
And sent a prayer straight up,
Which He answered,
Without missing a beat.

Within a few seconds,
I heard His voice saying,
To lay down and not worry,
‘Cuz He’s got it,
Which is just what I did,
I lay on the floor and hid.

Not long thereafter,
The car was picked up,
But there was no whirling and twirling,
No bumping and bruising,
And I know it sounds mental,
But even the descent was gentle.

Sitting up,
I looked all around,
People were everywhere,
But as I got out,
It was too calm,
I didn’t hear a sound.

Looking up and down,
For anything,
Something strange occurred,
The scene across the road morphed,
From a barren brown lot,
To inside a salon,
That I had long ago forgot.

Who was she?
That familiar face,
She fixed me with a stare,
As her stylist turned her chair.

Soon she spoke,
Her gaze still a fixed stare,
As was mine,
She said how she’s been trying to find me,
And asked for my number,
Which turned my stare to a glare.

I remember thinking,
Is that Miss Alex’s mom?
And then I woke,
With a jump and a blink.

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Quickly,
I wrote it down,
And as answers came to me,
I contemplated with a frown.
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A familiar spirit was sent,
To me in a dream,
To get what the witch could not,
In her real-life plot.

It was not Miss Alex’s mom,
Whose face she used,
But a lady called Loretta,
To aid in her vendetta.

And God was there to warn,
She was sending a storm,
But He is in control,
So just let it roll.

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Well back to sleep I fell,
And oh, the hell!
Another dream was sent,
That required rebuking,
A Spirit trying,
To re-establish a contract,
That he’s never gonna get back!
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Sorry, Satan!
But I’m not yours,
And I won’t be his,
Whoever is this demon,
You want me to reconcile with,
It’s over and done,
I’ve already been won,
By both God and who He says,
Is ‘the one’!

Dear Lucifer

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World,
You should see,
What this guy tried,
The last time he lied!
Yeah it looked so pretty,
But it didn’t take long,
Before I saw right through it,
As my brain’s not that itty-bitty.

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Your tricks,
Are not gonna happen,
Your lies,
Won’t be taking hold,
I’m not that slow,
I know at the end of that road,
There isn’t really,
A pot of gold.

Get off this ladder,
That is my life,
I won’t be giving you access,
To another rung,
It’s time you step down,
You don’t even have a crown.

It’s not too hard to hide,
From your sorry hide,
You’re not omnipresent,
And to get anything done,
You’ve got to possess,
All the undecent,
In my presence.

Such a sorry,
Piece of shit,
Forever damned,
To be cast,
Into the pit,
You’re just pissed,
Because you’ve no way,
Out of it.

You’d better sharpen your skills,
‘Cuz the war is on,
And I’m not easily killed,
Remember now that proverb,
That a curse without a cause,
Cannot land,
And just so you know,
A hex on me,
Is a waste,
So you may as well,
Call off your lackey post-haste.

You’re not too bright,
You’ve had great moments,
And been brought to great heights,
You’re climbing higher still,
But you know how it ends,
At the final fight,
Your little kingdom,
Is gonna fail,
It gets exposed,
A little more each day,
As we get closer to,
The time you will pay.

Unbearable Mysteries

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Dying to know,
The reason for this season,
But it’s not for us to know,
As this show is not our own,
But belongs to Him alone.
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Someday it’ll be over,
And our heads won’t have the chore,
Of deliberating it anymore.

Someday it’ll be in the past,
And we won’t be overwhelmed,
For we’ll be a part,
Of the spirit realm.

Someday we’ll be on its other side,
And these mixed-up messes,
Will have turned to blessings.

Someday it’ll be worked through,
And when we’ve made it to Glory,
We can concentrate on me and you.

Someday it’ll be just a memory,
The details will be long forgotten,
Washed away,
Like dirt from a shirt of cotton.

He Is A LIAR

Read on,
It’s plain who I speak of,
That one always deceitful and spiteful,
Out to steal from you,
Every single breakthrough and miracle.

He makes what’s fake,
Go down sweet like cake,
Only once you’ve swallowed,
Will it leave an aftertaste,
Like rotten kitchen waste.

You came in agreement,
Beleived for it,
And finally received it,
But it didn’t last long,
He’ll have you believe,
That you are wrong,
Were stupidly deceived,
And that’s why you grieve.

But I think you know,
Who dealt the blow,
Who caused the row,
That formed the rift,
That stole your gift.

I pray you recognize,
His devilish disguise,
That you shut that door,
Before it overtakes,
And all things good and holy,
Have cause to forsake.

One thing leads to another,
He’s got many chances,
To pull you under,
Put him on notice now,
Before his performance,
Earns him a curtain call,
Complete with applause and a bow.

Buckle up,
For a bumpy ride,
No one forces,
Him to flee,
Without him circling back,
Trying to knock them,
To their knees.

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He comes as a feeling,
That in the end,
Leaves your mind and body reeling.

He comes as a friend,
That in the end,
You’d never recommend.

He comes as a place,
That in the end,
Is devoid of grace.

He comes as a thing,
That in the end,
Has a deadly sting.

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He wants the human race,
To turn their face,
And renounce faith,
So no more souls,
Make it into,
That most glorious place.

I hope you’re in it to win it,
Because this is just,
The beginning of it.