‘Time to Pray’

It’s beautiful outside isn’t it? A peaceful time…give Thanks to God. For He is the reason it’s a beautiful day.

Note: The photograph that accompany’s this work was taken on October 15th. God’s talking. It’s simple. Listen.

 Time to Pray
 
don't bow your head–
mourn for the dead
they are now gone
you're still safe–
in your home
 
pray for your resurrection
pray for spiritual protection
 
lift your head

you are not dead
praise in solemn joy
in loud sounds–
raise your voice
you're given this choice
let your eyes moist
then look up–
not down at soil
–your life's not yet
in spoil
 
pray for happier days
pray to live the way
 
unite together
in these times–
join and gather
listen to your heart
instead of falling apart

all things done in darkness
shines again
with love and forgiveness
 
pray...it's a time in rejoice
pray in ease–
leave out bitterness' claw
–this is time to review
read over all the clues
make a choice in go
then let the heart grow
forget long ago
it's time to glow
–let love flow
 
pray in a unite
pray for the light
 
when all comes in fold
don't grow cold

see...as the sun peaks
there in...love sneaks
take time in weave....
pick up piece by piece
those living in receive

–leave those in decease
for all those gone...
Jesus'† wide open
for the receive

you who remain alive
know your body didn't die
open up...feel the vibe
don't fall to plight
so you too...will walk
in the light
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‘Soulful Fight’

True love. When you’re willing do hard love to save another person…when you sacrifice your own self, your own heart, to force the heal, God sees. When you do that, you’ve done Jesus’ work…laying a foundation for His love to take over.

Note: The photograph that accompanies this work was taken on November 9th. The bride and groom. The sign of Jonah plays an important part in this image. Resurrection. Heal.

 Soulful Fight
 
I went after the leprosy
with everything I had–
in my raging diplomacy
 
as you crucified me
I forced my eyes in see
there was evil lurking–
in supremacy
it had you by the balls–
sucking you up
in turbulency
 
so I forced the trenchancy
put my own life–
in uneasy
fighting in urgency
in a faith-based vagrancy
using a ferocious vulgarity
mixed with heart-filled tranquility
 
it was a war in predominancy
a constant in persistency
with a Jesus†-driven prophecy
in scripture proficiency
 
I refused to give in–
to its juvenile delinquency
as it continued
its obvious redundancy
 
no...I had a certain resiliency
a God†-powered superiority
–a whole lot of
bayou-girl tenacity
 
I wavered all my
constitutionality
plus my respectability
–my inward-driven notability
 
yeah, I rebuked its notoriety
with a whole lot of animosity
a bit of flavored immaturity
–a bit of raging hostility
 
no matter the difficulty
I broke its embedded dynasty
 
all to save your soul
from a firing eternity!

‘Sealed Heart’

Redemption. Everyone can have it. You have to want it. You have to earn it. Your choice.

Note: The photograph that accompanies this work was taken on November 9, 2019. The V put into my hair…V for Vendetta or Vengeance…matches the avenging angel I was sent on November 11.

 Sealed Heart
 
what you think
you evil bitch
you gotta itch
play...throw me in a ditch
 
I got this shit
God† is the bit
every single, tiny inch
of my very soul's tit
‒I'll never be your witch
I rebuke your every twitch!
 
this heart is sealed‒
inch for inch
God† is the light‒
every single, tiny hitch
I won't switch
sorry, sorry, sorry
for your flawed clinch
‒fuck up whatever you wish
I'm HIS†...forever and ever
–so me...go ahead...ditch
 
yeah! I got this shit
go on...do your afflict
I'll cry and moan‒
fall into conflict
 
then I'll rise‒
you can go 'head...predict
God† is more powerful‒
He's† the light
not the pit
so seal your shit
this here‒
my official transcript:
 
fuck you…
and all your evil spirits
I bow to God†...Jesus†
I'm not perfect‒
but you done flicked
the wrong brick
I AM THE GIFT!
and...only to God†
do I summit
my surrendering stick
for HE IS the IT
in my entire
lamp's WICK!
 
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‘A Swayer’s Cup’

Truth: You say you write for the Lord, you hear the Lord, they say you are crazy, insane. You rape and destroy other people’s lives with lies and manipulation, they toast to you and say your a friend!

Note: The picture accompanying this work was taken on November 11th. The arrow and an Orb pointing out the avenging angel God puts in the sky.

A Swayer's Cup
 
I let it all happen
I did my thing
let them all ring
–the bells they joined
in cling
 
I kept going...ya know
doing instead of talking
–I wasn't going to stop
as they began their chop
 
it was slow...ya know
small disappointments here
large disappointments there
–I brushed it off
I had control of my hair
I knew the how and the where
–so no need...me...down...wear
 
I kept sucking it all in
as sickness halted me
–some kinda shit in my piss
got into my nerves
–hurt like a bitch
I just had to deal
trying to hide my hiss
 
this seemed 'a turning for them
all who called me family
and friend
it was a strange turn of events
'what did I do'
I kept wondering
 
pain kept sinking me in
no one could tell me–
how to win
there came a point
I just wanted to end
there was no one to help me
understand this fight
I was in
 
it just all became a rage
some sore of out-of-mind stage
no one came
no one believed my range
–me giving zero reason
just an illness-fighting season
 
pain slapping every angle
my skin on fire
with no one helping me
–not even trying
 
me...'a crying
maybe some whining
'what did I do'
to make everyone
me...gone in denying
 
then it all went exploding
a marriage in killing
down to total in zero
gone the hero
–adding to pain in feeling
came total confusion
–that which
there's no explaining
 
I went to that place
job wrote about in telling
down, down, down
not anymore
no use in fighting
 
they chopped me to pieces
all my moral standing
gone...no more handling
I let it all go
as anger...out of me
began its flow
 
no one understood
I was already
turned to wood
not even seeing
'what did I do'
no more diving
into books
–only my figure and looks
gave me a reason
in could–
sexing it all up
–just to feel good
 
a good christian life
didn't matter
I was thrown to the knife
cast down...like louella–
in her sin-lived life
 
there was nothing to do
but watch them all
undo
everything I'd accomplished
down, down, down
they all smashed
pushing, pushing
trying to force me
in crash
 
I surely stumbled
I sexed it up in humble
for a time...I wandered
even in gay
mocking an ex in disarray
for his truth...hidden behind
false in stay
 
I finally had enough
for myself...stood up
they all spit in my face
all in doings of betray
–using my life
as their punching bag–
I was crucified
stripped
of all my bright
 
house, friends, children
all my reputation
all my education
gone for the prideful stride
as down, down, down
went my buried life
 
'what did I do'
 
I went over and over
uncovered all the covers
I never stole
from any of them
never cheated, never lied
never betrayed
never killed or beat
–I wrote words on a page–
my life in a little bit of rage
 
I gave
I loved
I helped
 
even in mad–
I gave what I could
even in hurt–
I did whatever I could
make another life
soft, kind
–even in my anger
I never crossed the line
 
so me...they hate
speaking truth
living honestly
letting God† work through–
undoing all they glued
as He† wants me to work–
to better a life
for you
 
they hate me even more
closed...shut all the doors
me...not caring anymore
or wondering what for
for their lives...I prayed
–and mine…they stabbed
with a knife
 
so I raise my cup
I've had enough
I've educated myself
I've given 110 as a wife
I've stood the wall–
eleven years without strife
I've raised three children
worked, slaved without–
a husband giving
–as in the same house
we went on living
 
I raise my cup...to all–
betrayal...an evil whore's bluff
for God† pulled me up
–gave me strength
in enough
as they all showed–
their truth–
the wickedness of crud
–I walk in sway
maybe alone–
but I can honestly say
I hear the Lord†
I don't have to fake
 
I'm for real
the true in deal
for I didn't give up
when the devil thought–
I didn't get enough
of its...in the rear...fuck
 
that's right!
I'm in the sway–
a filled cup
of Jesus† love
–for I took His† crumbs
got the fuck up
drew in...with a deep suck
'I got this!'
I know I didn't do anything
to deserve this bitch's twitch
‒I'm so down with this!
 
yeah! I let out my sway
let God† fill my cup
kept my head up
even when I wanted
to give the fuck up
–for trusting in the Lord†
even with a broken heart
was me...being the bard
the writer of truth–
from the start
–a fucking swayer
with a God†-filled cup
rich with spiritual loot
all because I was true
–surviving the ring–
of evil-driven fools
 
now I know what to do
speak nothing but truth
the devil has no clue
of the power in God's† truth
–that which I share with you
so you'll know what to do
when that bitch
is allowed
to play with you, too!
Continue reading “‘A Swayer’s Cup’”

‘Wasted Time’

God sends signs all the time, but you still don’t get it. You have to learn His process first! War. Blood shed. Fighting over 136 acres of land…you DO NOT KNOW GOD!

Wasted Time
 
you're constantly trying
you're constantly studying
–so much time...wasting
gone are your days
as you praise
then argue and fight
in constant delay
 
how...how are you
living the way
 
tell me...honestly
all this strife
blood dripping on grounds
children dying so young
women raped and beat
killing, killing
 
how...how are you
living the way
 
can a child lead a lion
do cats and dogs get along
how...when colors of skin
cause you to bend
when shepherds
can't keep watch
instead build walls, laws
sending innocent men
to gold-controlled pins
 
oh where! oh where!
is the way
 
His† blood shed
with just words to say
a voice against this hate
put you in mixed sedate
 
signs! oh signs!
always looking behind
yesterday is yesterday
how is that today
when you pillage away
what He† came to save
 
wars are wars
weapons are weapons
the road...the way
is the only one paved
raising you up
out of the grave
 
see...hear
in the heart
the sign is near
always in awake
 
He's† staying put
patient in the wait
a new earth
another journey
–before that day
 
a renewing of spirit
until you get it
 
see...hear
destruction does await
–the way out
the saved
living the way
–is their new day
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‘Which Wall?’

Not just one nation…ALL NATIONS. There is NO WHERE to run. Sorry. You pissed off the LORD! Not a human…like a president or some royal BS…THE LORD! He’s wrath is COMING!

Note: The photograph that accompanies this work was taken October 23rd when He revealed truth as in the Dragon and that He is ‘watching’ as in the All-Seeing Eye, which matches today’s Scripture, as well as what is going to happen with Earth. You can listen or not. It is going to happen! I would start paying attention!

 Which Wall?
 
the writings were placed
on the wall
the people sat
on the wall
still…those beat their heads
at the wall
I, myself, wrote:
'I stood on the wall'
I, myself, wrote:
'did you stand on the wall
arguments stand
as today...up...goes a wall
 
we each must fall
to understand this wall
from people to nation
–significance of each wall
reveals which next
will fall
 
those who guard the wall
answered a higher call
–stands to watch
their guarded wall
fall
 
from person to nation
their comes a stall
when no one hears
the call
 
as humpty-dumpty
all the kings horses
all the kings men
couldn't put him
back together again
 
after the coming
of the fall
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‘Pledging the Way’

Ignoring reality of the truth is setting yourself up for the final judgment. Are you willing to wait eternity in the pit for that final judgment? Damn, you must be dumb!

Pledging the Way
 
God's† utopia in affect
not hard to connect
dots in dissect
 
creating bodies in alphabet
in growth–
comes the pickpocket
taking each knowing nugget
–what sticks to mind
what drives us in let
it's all stored up
in chambers of secrets
to be used against us
like a useless puppet
 
in ways of interpret
how this picker
uses each snippet
sending out lives
to the toilet
if not taught the process
of the bullet
 
if taught in correct
we'd know it's all useless
for yesterday is gone
sins brought to offset
like untying a corset
letting our hearts breath
rethink in etiquette
asking for mercy–
so in comes the flower
in violet
 
then what happened
becomes our asset
changing the blanket in forget
to a lesson to teach
in rocket
 
the how in putting our lives
on a budget
living the way
with zero regrets
–that's God's† ultimate utopia
the love in magnet
without fighting useless
 
but...there is a useless
a warring jacket
with material sockets
bleeding blood from facets
masquerading....
as beautiful sunsets
 
learning the difference
warding off the pickpocket
saying
'go ahead....
take but you can't stay'

 
–it's all a sublet
learning sin's object
then letting go–
moving into the way
the total in accept
without losing God's† gifts
that which
He's† the architect
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‘His† Spirit’

You got this…BUT only if you WANT this! It’s your CHOICE!

Note: The picture that accompanies this writing was taken November 9th. God revealing His power in a big way. His ART! I’m still adding frames to this page. Every second, 1/2 second, He changes the art. To reveal His speed…His creativeness. He wants you to know that He’s giving you time to get right with Jesus! That’s unconditional love in a nutshell!

 His† Spirit
 
He† took me to the cross
pulled me within
like a boss
 
all my anguish
He† tossed
'I suffered, too'
revealing truth's
heavy cost
 
when I felt lost
He† came to me again
in the glow of brilliance
He† held my hands
as in His† eyes
my childish self
got lost
building me up
'you have a blessing coming'
His† words
adding a heavenly sauce
to the love
in the raw
that filled me up
 
I can't complain
in patience
I must wait
all the judgment
take
for He† said:
'trust....
living in truth
a heavy cost'

as He† reminds me
of the cross
 
so I bow my head
welcome in
the Holy Spirit
filling me up
letting me hear Him†
 
then there He is
'I love you karen elizabeth'
'I love you, too, my Lord†'
as I'm surrounded
by the arms
of the boss
 
 
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‘Brave in the Snatch!’

The avenging angel. Would you warn for the love of mankind if you knew it was coming?

Note: The picture that accompanies this work as well as those included in this work were taken November 11th because of an urgent message for me to go outside and take them. I had no idea what I would be getting in the photographs. I’m told this is the avenging angel.

 Brave in the Snatch!
 
don't quarrel
with unbelief–
don't defend
let's see who wins

 

the Lord† said
as His† voice
calmed my head
 
who will come
to my rescue

 
I asked
 
fifty years
I've paid the dues
they don't see You†
–how can I just 'do'

 
I† will see
who pleads for you

 
He† responded
 
no need to defend truth
I† am truth
truth doesn't change
write what's in your heart
if they tear you apart
I† will do what's needed
to sort
trust in these words
–write what you heard

 
my Father† said it all
even if I have to fall
again and again
in Him† I'll stand tall
–always back to paul–
I'll be who I need to be
sow as many seeds
–even if me
they don't see
 
so the words get written
to defend
now forbidden
 
to snatch from the fire
as many as I can acquire
however I desire
remaining true
to my Father†
as each time
He† saves me from the brier
as each time...I feel
Jesus† by my side:
 
I've† shown you the liars
you're sent in hard love
the mother of the dove
this isn't a job for hire
it's the way–
listen to Me† inside
I'll†  show the way
–on the outside

 

so, I bowed my head
in cry
knowing the coming feuds
blasphemy, heresies
–all from the world's fuse
as God's† words soothe:
 
you are not of the world
you are Mine† to use
sow your seeds–
I'll† do my job, too

 
so, I'll plow on...stand tall
for His† words mean all
with Him†
I never truly fall
as He† reminds me
again and again
 
you're not part of 'y'all'
 
I'm here for the snatch
however way
I can hatch
–the hard
those lost in dark
(a cussing and screaming–
hating the Lord†)
 
I'll fight my way in
whatever it takes–
shoulder them
'til that surface yell
is sent
straight to hell
–in my arms
they'll fall
protected from harm
joy filling their heart
their eyes crying in love
–as they whisper
from out the dark
 
I love you, Lord†
thank you
for not giving up
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‘Good of Earth’

Reason…in my personal life…because they had a dark secret as well! The guilty help the guilty. So, when the victim of a crime screams wolf….all the wolves help the wolf.

Note: The photograph that accompanies this writing was taken on October 23rd. It is the white dove that I write about later in this writing when talking about the Sign of Jonah!

 Good of Earth
 
healing begins
in the heart
setting pride aside
that which tears us apart
letting out the light
which brightens stars
building another's heart
by halting pain
from the start
 
without this healing bark
pain lives on
adding to its cart
more parts of the dark
stripping lives
–that mercy of heart
building the prince of the earth
–it's army in surf
 
it is only through
admittance, accountability
that we add a ball
in curve
understanding...fully
who we serve
 
by casting out
pain's dart
dealing immediately
byway of God's†
merciful heart
that we justify
Jesus'† part
 
His† death wasn't a fart
for the innocent–
always pay the heaviest cost
 
go to the cross
then sort
–the heaviness
won't be a part
 
hide in the dark
deny the sort
–the heaviness
becomes the burden
in pain's cross
becoming too difficult
to sort
leading us to
true intimacy
of the dark
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