Dark Poetry #4 |
Act of Satan |
green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
Accuser under the breath Telling little secrets Plotting pain to go around and share You've lied to me Fruit from your action is fake Its dead and rotten and it even smells a bit Distract me from God Take my people from their land Fan fires of hell to ravage me You can despise me And pervert justice against me But my Father is bigger, And his voice is louder His army deadlier His cavalry is more than just skeletons, But meat, flesh, blood, and bone He doesn't run from any danger He doesn't need to Why would you dare attack me? What false sense of nerve are you standing on? You are nothing unless you receive permission I stand by my Father and do not give it to you The Lord rebuke you Satan Praise Jesus and his kingdom forever When the chain that holds my wallet So tight and snug is broken, Do I find the truth, That I really own nothin. |
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Purity Senior Member
since 2001-11-20
Posts 526Once Upon, USA |
Amen, Craig! This is an awesome profession and your words are armor woven by the Spirit. I pray that this armor protects you during this time of loss for you, and that on top of this armor, God places a blanket of comfort and peace. Take care, my friend. Wings bruised from turning away in such confined space...Not broken...still healable...still feathered with life, somewhere |
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spare_key New Member
since 2006-10-30
Posts 6Some where out there... |
I read these words, and see the strength they give you. I have believed these words for most of my life so I can identify with them. Not without paying my dues to find what they truly meant to me in a personal way. I can see strength in these words! Very strong is your stand against the evil that attacks you. All the best to you! Keep writing! Spare_Key |
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