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Harold Wallace Jr Poem
Double thinking Beliefs (Killing COVID-19 )
Bump, Bump, … Bump…...,
Bump….,
BEEEEEEEEEEP….,
This is it ... it’s my time,
the life that I’ve know for all these years,
has died,
Between my sins and my good deeds,
I have arrived into the afterlife,
Where the color of my skins does not exist,
or my mannerisms do not get discriminated against,
I’m now a Spirt released from my prison called
Flesh,
I love it here!
I want nothing less than to be a part of this Holiness,
The omnipotent power pulled me in I could not resist,
my soul is now full of bliss,
I can’t even remember
my life before this,
energy is flowing all around
communicating with energy is
how we convers now,
with different auras
of brilliant hues of blue
gold, and sunset orange,
I’m finally home where I belong
surrounded by never ending omnipotent love and warmth,
Alarm rings, kids scream, dogs bark
It was all a dream,
that is now sowed to my thoughts,
I take a breath and screen the scene,
and realized God was speaking to me,
So, I might deliver a message to set you free.
Live your day like it’s you last,
our time with life is slipping thru that hour glass,
Thus, remember to laugh and play,
love each other, care for one another
be open minded before you make a move
and miss judge each other,
So, we can all live in our truth,
floating around in brilliant hues of energy
just how Jesus would want us to,
anything done with out love will end in death,
let’s revive our spirt and sacrifice our flesh.
I could keep going……………
But even God the greatest poet took ah rest………….
Copyright © Harold Wallace Jr | Year Posted 2021
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