Thursday, January 2, 2014

Poetry 2013
We must organize our lives, and realize that our lives are the prize 
Talking to all these people in their eyes 
and they tell me "please take me away from alt his pain and misery. 
I am trapped in my body that makes me unhappy."
 i have a gift that the lord is asking me to uplift. 
as the devil whispers in my ear "you have too much to fear! do not go near the door of your greatness."
 So i pray and pray and pray and pray i think wow that devil is a hot mess. trying to think he will stress me with the mistress of defeat.
 The lord i work for can not be beat. 
so have a seat as he works through me to change the world and make history. "Devil whisper your not strong enough" 
DEVIL YOU CAN NOT FAZE ME!! 
The Lord is my savior shedding blood for our sins and his life was given for ours. the master of the hours. 
He bathes me as his child with blessings and flowers :D

Time to realize that we are the prize in his eyes
today is the day we move forward to the next goal that will keep us away from drifting 
drifting in to nothingness where the devil can capture you and make every thought against you and your dreams
beware of having no plan 
you will become his number one fan
the devil will win by trapping you a negative thought sin 

OVER POWER YOUR MIND AND TAKE CONTROL 
YOU DO NOT WANT TO LAY DOWN AND BECOME HIS SOUL
When GOd has the world for you 
lets goooooo and become more of what you adore 
Peace is near open the door and see the sunset over the shore