You hurt me like no other
I thought you my brother
But greed has replaced your spirit
When you talk I can hear it
Of this world you worship
And that is a sinking ship
Of the Heavens you should seek
For it is reserved for the meek
Do not let your love of this world
Cloud your mind, your stomach will hurl
This world is the devils domain
Temptation, your soul he hopes to gain
Do not be fooled, do not be dumb
For one day He will surely come
And replace all this selfish greed
With a Blessing of Loves Humble Seed.
It must come to me in dreams
For in the morning it seems
That from my hand it flows
Not thinking about what I know
For mine is nothing
I know not what is coming
It just happens and then it leaves
Leaving me to wonder if it really is me
Or some one else in dreams I see
These thoughts come and go
The special ones I hold dear
Sometimes thou I tremble in fear
As if in some kind of zone
It cuts to your very bone
And as your blood spills crimson
Pray peacefully for the Glory of the Son.
© B.A.S. 3/14/2006 …:}…
In His Service:
Matthew 18…Luke 15
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