‘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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‘Death March’

Deal! Lies kill. Lies destroy. Manipulation and living a fake life…God sees ALL!

 Death March
 
God† brings in tests
evil, the prince of sin
freely plays
for the win
–it's all testing
each person involved
in each test
 
who's going to lie
who's going to hide
who's going to fall
to ego and pride
who's going to confess
ease their soul
to rest
 
who's truly the enemy
in disguise
in captivity
–on their backs
a haunting spirit
lost in unrest
 
who's going to pass blame
who's the target
of their aim
who'll seal it
with a kiss
of a snake's hiss
 
God† uses each
for each's test
–those fallen
to the hiss
covering up their sin
for secrets
shh, hush, hush
are best
protecting their darkness
as they steal innocence
–do whatever it takes–
blacken a stolen light
 
God† sends in
the hardest tests
–the devil's unquenchable taste
its darkened thirst of lust–
to those His† heart knows
will win
–taking its time
in condemn–
rebuilding
for His† brethren
as the eating away
takes its place
of the one
who brought in sin
or rather–
those covering up–
the true ones in sin
the ones forbidding
the healing
protecting their own skin
–they are the ones
to the pit...condemned
failing God's† tests
for their own
fake rest
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‘Cinderella’

I didn’t see that coming! In a million plus a million years, I would have never come close to guessing what their secret was, what drove them to such extremes to cancel out my life for theirs!

Note: The picture that accompanies this work was taken October 23, 2019. The All-Seeing Eye…God sees everything. The orb on my lips…I speak the truth!

Cinderella
 
forever the middle
the chaos of this riddle
a blind-sided fable
so unstable
realizing
I was the bunt
of the whole tittle-tattle
 
as I stuck
to principle
–the older and the little–
used my endless babble
my life to chisel
my words to embezzle
to form the equivocal
turning away all eyes
from their hidden wrinkle
 
I became the variable
setting me up in miserable
my life...nonnegotiable
 
in their minds
of corruptible
it was justifiable
even ethical
whatever it took–
for themselves...beneficial
as I became
the lamb in sacrificial
–so they can live
in superficial
 
I'm no longer
their brothel
I take my self back
in a fucking loud rustle
I set myself up
in acquittal
 
I've never held
their ways in immoral
I'm the emotional
a God†-creature
in natural
 
I'm not the older
or the little
I'm the middle
about it all
I'll gladly write
every riddle
that's my glass slipper
no longer–
a need in rebuttal
I'm the documentarian
–the truth in
forever's portrayal
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‘Love in Action’

Actions, in spite of resentment, still say LOVE

 Love in Action
 
no matter the resentment
it was given then taken
actions of love
still...not just a must
but a do
 
it's all giving
without judgment
helping without faking
actions in love
doing
without needing a clue
 
it's helping another
without commitment
being truthful
without manipulation
actions in love
doing
for words are not enough
 
it's getting over
the resentment
‒those taking without
returning the give
actions in love
still...a beautiful mark
on the heart
in the making
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‘Source’

Anxiety created from the fight against codependency!

A sample from Book 11

  Source
 
she waits‒
closes her eyes
breathes deep
‒her face tingles
her heart races
her palms sweat‒
a heat under her skin
rises...coming quick
 
shh...she repeats to herself
 
each sound
each speck of light

builds the burning

she fights
 
shh...again and again
 
don't do it...not again
she begs repeatedly
 
settle down, please
 
begging, begging

the exploding need

building, building
 
forcing her mouth closed
forcing her body steal
‒as tears stream down her face
 
begging, begging
 
can't you see...anyone
can't you see

I'm trying, trying...
my grip is slipping...

 
as she loses control‒
her mouth yells
or her tears fall
‒no matter who's around
down, down, down
she falls
 
back to a child‒
innocent, broken
just for a while
 
'til she regains
strengthens
to go
one more round
in life's paradigm
where between herself
and herself
she fights
 
hoping, hoping
 
the next time‒
she'll steady the line
‒that too often...
breaks her holding-together vine
 
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When His Next Best Thing Comes Along!

This one sergeant in my Army days in Germany called me Marie Laveau…lol…another one bites the dust! One of them will be strong enough to handle my energy some day. If they can let go of their pride long enough. I’ve had enough of man-ego-pride to last a life time.

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‘Jealousy’s Observation’

Is Jealousy Controlling You?

 Jealousy's Observation
 
it grips you down
to your very soul
‒this thing called jealousy
it shows you
what's in fantasy
leaving you
bitter and cold
 
its words and suggestions
carelessly sold
ripping the heart apart‒
all its solidity and tranquility
leaving you‒
feeling stripped and clammy
digging in deep
‒a body in hold
 
its lasting contribution
its actions in bold
making you do things‒
out of your personality
testing
every bit of your sanity
‒evil's little
thought-provoking troll
 
it destroys everything‒
in the know
leaving in its wake‒
anger and atrocity
leaving the heart weakened‒
as evil encages
its vulnerability
‒awakening everything
in corrode
 
 
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