A Bona Fide ChoiceA Poem by British BrittanyA little controversial
Reassessing the run-of-the-mill erudition that is consisted with the lies taught as the meaning of the Word
Contemplating the efficacious spectacle of a donkey's back but can't even begin to comprehend the full significance of it The never was a greater surmise than to believe in someone so immensely renowned but not strive to Him Then how will you ever know His eminence? The creed of the nation has became the agitating words heard from the box every evening starting at five The name Christian has grown into something so abused by its owners and its meaning so grossly misused Jesus didn't bring down detestation like a storm of the emaciated embodiment which we call our righteousness No His warmth showered monsoons over the parched desserts in the height of agony I believe He became a man to save us and to illuminate the world with true love Hope arises in His name but death swallows you whole like a sly fox hunting his prey without His embrace The tight road in which you walk becomes the new battle grounds of the coliseum A stadium indicates the strike of your torment is growing larger but in the midst of Zion you are the fearless warrior Let endearment be your sword instead of that clenched fist at your side © 2013 British Brittany |
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Added on November 25, 2013 Last Updated on November 25, 2013 AuthorBritish BrittanyAuburn, CAAbout16 and sweet, an optimist, and British-American! I love God, my family, friends and everyone to infinity and beyond! (: more..Writing
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