JudgementA Poem by ApollosCourt is in session.
You seem to have a Lil Nas X complex.
Getting stressed over behavior you object. By what measure is what defines the pressure. It’s all fine & clever when it’s your accepted treasure. Perform or here comes the storm. Social norms or you will be reformed. Misinformed you looking quite deformed. Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. Judgement starts at the House of God. You need to stop voicing your thoughts. Seek and you’ll find. Asking The Vine. Open and He’s mine. Covered by suffering. Spirit hovering. Soul discovering as it’s recovering. Your mind is still buffering. Imagination wandering as it’s wondering. Flesh shuddering at His Voice thundering. But my deaf flesh just hears muttering. A Son spends his time doing what’s on His Mind. The day has passed doing things that will never last. A reckoning is beckoning for those who don’t count themselves dead to sin. Preach awakening to those misaligned as blind. Self-Controlled. Sober-Minded. Have clarity over your charity. Love covers a multitude of sins. Receive your gift. Send it to another for their bliss. Speak with God’s words. Serve with God’s strength. Everything glorified through Yah’s Son. Don’t be weary of the trial and make fun. Rejoice in the pain that destroys Shame. Insulted? Consider yourself Blessed. Heaven as your headdress. Spirit of Glory. The Spirit of Yahweh. Rests on you. If you suffer as a Rested One. Rejoice that you are a Chosen One. Judgement starts at The House. Scared now for those who crawl around like a mouse? © 2021 ApollosAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorApollosLubbock, TXAboutIn Christ I’m a Nerd-Jock-Poet-Zealot. I desire for others to find their unique identity in Jesus. more..Writing
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