WELCOME TO THE POETS CHAMBER.

 

 

  We got some poetry cookin in this crock pot tonight boy!!!!! We got the poetry that will make your heart dance with joy at the spirit expressed through poetry and prose brought on this site. This site is devoted to the hard core spiritual Shakespeares in the house. So as always, if you have a piece, and it's real through Christ Jesus, send it to me and I will put it on the site. Oh and one more thing, don't be a God hater, in other words, don't try to steal any of these works from this site please because a lot of people took time and effort trying to write thier poetry that is displayed here on this site. I know I have, so don't steal, remember even if I don't see you...God is watching you.  If you steal anything, steal the knowledge and wisdom  coming from these poems, dig?  Here is just some of my works, and other works that others have sent in.  I will try every week to put a new piece of poetry on this site, so bear with me please. If you post any poetry to me, I guarantee you will see it on this site, so feel free to let your spirit take you far and beyond what this world has to offer.

 

 

D-ORIGINAL

 

 

  In the beginning there was the Word and the Word was with God, and God was the Word.

 

  John 1:1 

  Then the Word became flesh and was created into O.G. (Original Gangsta) Jesus Christ.

 

  The Original who represents the Tribe of Judah and never set trips.

 

  The Original who had twelve apostles who were down for theirs.

 

  The Original who was and is the light,truth,truth,light, and the way.

 

  The Original who rolls through your hood and makes Crips in Christians, Blood into Believers, and Disciples into disciples  for Christ.

 

 

  This gang banger with his 187 skills will most definitely pull up and spray you with the Holy Ghost. You'll be covered with t

  the blood of Jesus from the wound caused by the slug that Jesus popped into you with his double barreled Ak-47.

 

 

  Always high on the narcotic called the Holy Ghost, he's comin back on a white horse to take out all the unbelievers who

  didn't bow down to the name of the Most High God.

 

 

  If you want to be part of this set, Just pray to God that Jesus will come into your heart. Because Christ takes heads.

 

 

  May the Lord keep you and bless you all the days of your life. In Jesus Christ name I pray, Amen.

                                                                                                                                                         

                                                                                                                                                               D-Warrior

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ARE YOU A PUNK OR A MAN?

      Wherefore therefore shall humble himself as this little child, the same is greatest in the Kingdom of Heaven.

                                                                                                                                               Matthew 18:4

      Are you a punk or a man?

      Are you the type of man or woman that will curse another person if he or she totally disses and disrespects you?

   

      Are you the type of man or woman who wants to make it big in this world?

   

     Are you the type of man or woman who goes out to clubs, finds love (so you say it's love) take love to your house

     then contract some type of disease that you can't even pronounce?

     Are you the type of man or woman that considers him/herself all that and a bag of Lays Potato Chips?

     Are you the type of man or woman that takes no mess from a man or woman?

     Are you the type of man or woman that figures if you don't have money then you better get some or you'll

      starve to death.

       Are you the type of man or woman who thinks it's good common sense not to walk in a drug infested, gang related

       neighborhood at 3:30 in the morning?

        Are you the type of man that figures there is a right and wrong way to do something?

        Are you the type of man/woman that longs to be seen and not heard?

        Are you the type of man or woman that would consider what I just said in this paper the characteristics of a punk?

       Good!!!!.....Now all you have to do is enlist for the army....on the side of Satan!!!!  

        To be a punk for Christ means that you are a man or woman in his eyes.  If you want to join this army, just ask

        Christ into your heart.

        May the Lord bless you and keep you all the days of your life is my prayer, Amen.

                                                     

                                                                                                                                                  D-Warrior

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FORGIVE?  FORGET IT!!!!

      But I say unto you, Love your enemies, bless those who curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you and persecute you

       That ye may be the children of your father which is in heaven: for he maketh his sun to rise on the evil and on the good, and sendeth rain on the just and on the unjust.

                                                                                                                                                Matthew 5:44,45

      Who am I as a pro black african to say "I'm sorry," Forgive?? Forget that!!!!

      Who am I as a man who just got laid off to go back to tell the same man who fired me, "bless you sir."  Forgive??             Forget that!!!!

         Who am I who just got my loot taken and my tail kicked to tell both of these brothers "Thank You."  Forgive??                 Forget that!!!!

  Who am I as a student who just got a lower grade for a test when I should of got a higher grade to tell the teacher,            "You have really set me straight."  Forgive??  Forget that!!!!

  Who am I who just had a date with a guy and it turns out he took me back to my house and raped me, to tell the               same man, "I love you."  Forgive?  Forget that!!!

  Who am I who blames the administration for my financial difficulties to tell them that "I understand."  Forgive?                    Forget that!!!!

 Who am I as a brother who gets no play from any women anywhere to tell them "I see where you're coming                       from."  Forgive?  Forget that!!!

  Who am I who has to wait for the teacher to help me, who answers none of my questions in class to tell him/her                "I get your method of teaching."  Forgive? Forget that!

Who am I to show love to a man who is a different religion, background, or race and try to conform him to                       what I believe?  Forgive?  Forget that!!!

 Who am I to forgive a brother who thinks "he needs Jesus" who is a marijuana smoker, and beer drinker to                       say "I can dig it."  Forgive?  Forget that!!

  Who am I to understand  a brother who does not to share the same beliefs that I do to tell him "That's deep."                    Forgive?  Forget that!!

  Who am I to understand a man who dosen't live his life by scripture and then pass him off or down as a                             "Child of Satan."  Forgive?  Forget that!!

  Forgive?  Forget that!!!  It's going to be a coincidence that is what Jesus is going to say about your                                   hypocritical tail when he comes back!!! Repent your own self-pride and be saved by the Blood of                                     Jesus.  

  May the Lord bless you and and keep you all the days of your lives, brothers and sisters in and out of                               Christ, Amen.

                                                                                                                                                 D-Warrior

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Locked Down

     But thus saith the Lord, Even the captives of the mighty shall be taken away, and the prey of the terrible shall be delivered: for I will contend with them that contend with thee, and I will save thy children.

                                                                                                                                              Isaiah 49:25

        How long have you been locked down for lust?

         How long have you been locked down by the agressiveness of this world?

         How long have you been locked by the wants of this world?

 

         How long have you been locked down by the anger afflicted upon you?

         How long have you been locked down by the ones who want to conform you to what they think, huh??

         How long have you been locked down about the lies by officials?

          How long have you been locked down by depression?

          How long have you been locked down by the "get money" attitude of this world?

          How long have you been locked down by the drugs of this world?

          How long have you been locked down by peer pressures?

            How long have you been locked down by the ones who conform you to what they think, and tell you, you never               will be nothing?

             SOUND THE ALARM!!!!!!! SOUND THE ALARM!!!!!!!!!  WE IN THE NAME OF JESUS ARE MAKING A PRISON BREAK!!!!!  RUN!!!! RUN!!!! RUN PAST THE GATES!!!! DON'T WORRY, JESUS WILL BE WAITING IN THE GETAWAY CAR!!!! IT'S ON BABY!!!!!

             Repent from your sins and be washed by the blood of Jesus, and sentence that devil to his own death sentence, ya dig?  

             May the Lord bless you and keep you all the days of your life.  Always keep it real through Jesus, no doubt

                                                                                                                                                       D-Warrior

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A CHILD'S POEM

     I thought I saw an angel

     As I hid beneath my bed

     I thought I saw an angel

     As I covered up my head

     An Angel to watch over me?

     How neat, if this really could be,

     An angel that is love and light,

     To keep me safe all through the night

     

     How happy, happy I can be

     With an Angel to watch over me!

      Thankyou!Thankyou Now I know

      Safe to sleep I can go.

                 

                                                                                                                                                Written by

                                                                                                                                                MaryAnne


       THE RIVER OF LIFE!

        IS WITHIN MY SOUL!

        IT HAS THE POWER!

        TO MAKE YOU WHOLE!

                                                                                                                                                    Mary Anne


A PROPHETIC POEM FOR YOU

      "We hear a sound of music

       Such power drowning all

       We lift our heads in question,

        And hear the trumpet's call,

        The Mighty sound gets louder

       As the army begins to ride,

       All darkness which surrounds me,

       Is no longer by my side,

       Shoulder to shoulder, they clear the way

       And the angels begin to say,

       The Omnipotent God is coming

       "All powers of darkness fall!"

       I see a horse before me

       With a breastplate of pure gold

        The rider lowers His hand and says

        "My Child reach up, take hold"

         As I raise my hand in weakness

         He lifted me up to ride,

         He held me in His arms and said

         "I will always be at your side

         I will understand your needs

         And fufill your hearts desire

         I'll correct you when you waver

         And lift you even higher

         Your tears of pain I'll turn to joy

         Your oppression I will melt

         Dis-heartenment will flee from you

         The negativity you've felt

         My child, I have a perfect plan for you

         I chose you from the beginning

         I'll protect you in all you do......

                                                                                                                                              Trevalyn Cook

                                                                                                                                              in South Africa 

           


PEACE FROM WITHIN

      Happiness comes from within,

      No man can bring it in.

     

      Peace is something that comes,

      It is with you all the time.

       Joy is something that comes from within,

       Only the Lord can bring it in.

                                                                                                                                    Mrs. Latonia D. Scales


     MUMIA, MUMIA

^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

I

A thin creamy smile looks down

From the night's sky.

It's crescent shaped shine

Hangs there like a sick omen,

Seen, but misunderstood.

Piercing and dripping blood,

Emotions awash in a flood

As it moves along the night's sky.

II

Soon, the smile will disappear

Into the darkness

Bringing nearer our fear

That one of our warrior/ heroes

Will be lost to Babylon's dark void.

How will our lives be?

Will we drown in a

Deep sea of calamity?

III

Mumia, Mumia

One of us, born to us

Raised like a mighty tree

Overlooking African Plains,

Yet seeing all humanity.

Mumia, Mumia

Speaking from us, to us

Capturing our spirit and pains,

Our desires to be free

To rid the Earth of this enemy.

Mumia, Mumia

Righteous, dread-locked,

Dark skinned warrior

We need you at your post.

Part of our mix

A giant hurricane forming

On deep ocean's volcanic floors.

Waiting to exhale violently, cleansingly

On ameriKKKa's shores.

Mumia, Mumia

One of us, as we are you

Concentrating our treatment

At the feet of Babylon's Tower.

Your whip-scarred back

Stands straight, ripples with power

In this high moon, dangerous hour.

Mumia, Mumia

Seeing how tall you stand,

Now is our time to soar,

And shake the Earth with our roar.

IV

The crescent shine has turned full,

As another cycle begins

And moves stealthfully thru the night sky.

Our emotions though, no longer a sigh.

Or a lonely shout at the seasons.

A cool summer breeze brings on our embraces.

Even though we are of different races

We are filling those lonely, empty spaces.

V

From everywhere we come

All people under the sun,

As varied as fingerprints,

As diverse as Mother's tongues.

We dare, then stare into Babylon's darkness.

In our hearts we overcome our fears,

While oer night skies, Time looks hard on us all.

Will we soar and stop the execution of Mumia Abu-Jamal!!??

                                                                                                                 Curt Mohn   


    

               Choice

Christmas is over,

A New year is here,

Time to reflect on

What we hold dear.

Are we watching and waiting

To answer the call

Are we willing to go

And love one and all.

Are we ready to say

The words that are dear

Are we ready to tell

That loved one so near

Are we wanting to speak

The truth in our hearts

Are we willing and wanting

His love to impart.

Yes New Years come

And new years go,

This one can bring

A brand new flow

Of His Truth and His comfort

Of His joy and His Grace

To the ones in your life

That you meet face to face

It only takes one thing

To do what I say

I am also included

In this call today

One thing I say to you this day

One thing is all that can really display

His Love and His Grace Unending, and true

It is this one thing

I voice to you,

It is choice! It is choice!

Yes it is choice! my dear friend…To start a new trend

To bring to yourself

The love that you need

To bring you to a good end,

A life you can cherish,

For words can give life

Or that same life can perish!

The words like a knife.

By the words that you choose,

You can build or destroy

You can touch lives within

By choice you can begin,

To make this New Year

One that is good,

One that is full

Of the best that there is!!

 

                                                                                                                                     Bruce and MaryAnne Thompson


===== THE DARK NIGHT OF THE SOUL =====

"Are not five sparrows sold for two pennies? Yet not one

of them is forgotten by God." -- Jesus (in Luke 12:6)

"God moves in a mysterious way

His wonders to perform;

He plants his footsteps in the sea,

And rides upon the storm."

Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take;

The clouds ye so much dread

Are big with mercy, and shall break

In blessings on your head."

Dear reader, if you are going through a dark night of the

soul right now and it feels that God is far away, be

assured he is standing in the shadows and as he knows

about every sparrow he knows all about you and he cares.

When we commit and trust our life to God every day,

"Weeping may endure for the night, but joy will come

in the morning."

                                                                                                                                                 William Cowper

                                                                                                                                                   1731-1800

=== «+†+» ===                    

Suggested prayer: "Dear God, in my despair let me not grow

weary in trusting you, but renew my faith and use my present

pain to make me a better, stronger person so I can comfort

others as they struggle through their journey of despair and pain.

In Jesus' name."

=== «+†+» ===

About the author:

William Cowper, poet and hymn writer, who lived from<BR>

1731-1800 in England.

Cowper suffered fits of meloncholy and frequent attacks

of spiritual despair which led to two suicide attempts.

On one of these occasions during a time of deep despair

and a dark night of the soul, on a foggy night he set

out from his home in London with the intention of jumping

into the Thames River to end his life.

He got hopelessly lost in the fog and wandered blind for

some time. Eventually, lost and confused, he walked into

a home to get out of the fog. And the home he walked

into? It was his own.

He then sat down and penned the words of the hymn above.


IT AIN'T YOURS

Pride goeth before destruction, an a haughty spirit before a fall.

                                                                                              Proverbs 16:18

     That Mecca Coat with that Tommy Hilfiger shirt on, and those Shabazz brothers sweatpants, with a Phat Pharm cap on, guess what, that ain't yours!!!!!

    The blunt you use to roll your weed with to smoke out with your friends, while guzzling down a Moet or forty ounce, guess what, that ain't yours!!!!!

     Baby, Baby with your black leather dress on, Chanel aroma tickling my nostrils, high heels to match the contacts that you wear complete with a blonde weave, it ain't yours!!!!!

    Big man with a big gun fully loaded about to bust a cap in a nigga who happens to have a pair of those new Jordans on that he likes, it ain't yours!!!!!

     Governments who promise better days, but surround us with murder, drugs, liquor stores, and failed government welfare programs, it ain't yours!!

      People who would rather go to bars expecting revival to come from the bottle, it ain't yours!!!!

      People who criticize other people for what they wear, to how they talk, and about what they think about, it ain't yours!!!!!

     Mr. Loot, with the money you make you could renovate the neighborhood, but you just rather be humble and spend it on a new Mercedes. It ain't yours!!!!

Big representer who represents the north, south, east, and west of North America, not to mention the planets and celestial stars in the heavens, it ain't yours!!!!

 For the people who have figured out the perfect way to get rich, it ain't yours!!!!!

For the people who say they are all that and a box of M'c Donalds fries, HA, HA, HA!!!!! It ain't yours!!!!

For the people who love riches, food, and, clothes, it ain't yours!!!!!!

    Listen to me, Nothing is of face value unless you put value on it. You cannot serve money, clothes, shelter, and serve the one who is the creator and provider of these necessities. It will be one or the other, the one that is product of the destiny or the author and finisher of your destiny. Make up your mind before it's too late!!!!!

Give your life to Jesus, and receive more value than anything of the world can give.

May God always bless you and keep you, and remember, keep shinin.

                                                                                                                                                     D-Warrior


HOW TO FLY

Fear thou not; for I am with thee: be not dismayed; for I am thy God: I will strengthen the; yea, I will help thee; yea, I will uphold thee with the right hand of my righteousness.

                                                                                                                                                       Isaiah 41:10

Hey rockin robin, why don't you fly? Has the drugs and booze of this world got you down so that you

won't even try?

Hey little eagle, why don't you soar? School got you down so that it's impossible to explore?

Hey little buzzard why don't you glide? Has religion got you down so that you can't…..um….electric

slide?

Hey little parrot, why don't your wings flap? Do the arrogant attitudes of people cause you not to fly

Anywhere on the map?

Hey little cuckoo, why don't you move? Has the sex and lust got you so that you can't move?

Hey little bee, why don't you swoop? If it wasn't for that anger in your heart, you would loop de loop.

Hey little mosquito, why don't you go higher? Soar past what this world says a man or woman should

require.

Hey little ladybug, why do you climb? Be original, because you are in your prime.

Hey little tweety, why don't you wing it? Have faith little bird, got love and swing it.

Hey little fly, why not take flight? If the Word is in your heart you can do everything at this height.

Hey little goose, where are your feathers? The rain of judgmental eyes can get you much wetter.

Hey little owl, why you in the air? Is it what they say about you so you won't dare?

Hey little bird, why are you standing still? The world is about to end this is no time to chill.

There are heights that you can climb that soar above everything you could ever possibly imagine.

Ideas that rock nations. Through Christ Jesus and your own creative imagination you can reach those

Heights. So soar, get an education, and fly like Jordan.

Remember to ask Jesus into your mind, heart, and soul so he can regulate.

In Jesus Christ name I pray that you have the most blessed of days. Peace out.


ARE YOU ALL THAT?

   As you get up in the morning, are you all that?

   As you go to the bathroom and brush your teeth, are you all that?

   As you begin to wash up, are you all that?

   As you brush and comb your hair, are you all that?

    As you put your Mecca, Tommy Hilfiger, or whatever you consider fashionable on, are you all that?

    As you put on your new Timberlands, are you all that?

   As you lock the door to your house and proceed toward your car, are you all that?

   As you go toward you spit shined...Pinto, are you all that?

    As you put your tape in the tape console of your ride and turn the music on, are you all that?

    As you stop and park at your place of employment, are you all that?

    As you go behind the counter and somebody whispers to you that "you are working fries today..." are you all that?

     As you begin to work fries and wink at this cutie with a hairnet on your head, are you all that?

     The question is are you all that? If you live a fun and creative life and have Jesus then you are all that. If you live a fun and a creative life without Jesus then you are trippin, seriously fakin. It's Ok to be as wild and crazy as you possibly can be, Explore new realms  that you never thought possible. But don't go over the limits of God and don't forget who is giving you the ability and the life to do all of this, God in Jesus Christ so to him you should submit your will and channel your style into.

     If you live a fun and creative life with Christ, and have submitted yourself to him then you are all of that!!!

     May God give you grace and peace, and remember, Stronge kid!!!


 

    Angelness

How do angels die, you ask.

Well, just as they are born, in fact.

And how might that be, you inquire.

They're born of kinfolk who've expired.

Does that mean that they're us, you press.

Quite so. We've each our angelness.

                                                                                                                                                    Kevin Taylor


Nutshell

You said "I don't."

I said "I do."

You said "I won't."

I did for you.

You said "I can't."

I could, and did.

You said, "I need."

I would not give.

Perhaps, when all

Is said, we failed

To understand

What love entails.

                                                                      Kevin Taylor


THE LAMB

      Little Lamb, who made thee?

      Dost thou know who made thee?

      Gave thee life and bid thee feed

       By the stream and o'er the mead ;

       Gave thee clothing of delight,

       Softest clothing wooly bright;

       Gave thee such a tender voice,

       Making all the vales rejoice!

           Little Lamb, who made thee?

           Dost thou know who made thee?

        He is called by thy name,

        For he calls himself a Lamb;

        He is meek and he is a mild;

        He became a little child;

         I a child and thou a lamb,

         We are called by his name.

             Little Lamb, God bless thee.

             Little Lamb, God bless thee.

                                                                                                                                          William Blake (1757-1827)


Goodbye to an Old Friend.

Where is this old friend,

this friend of mine

who had my heart so entwined

reaching in and hurting so

even then I didn't let go

A familiar friend he became

then I found out I'm not the same

I've changed,

become a new

and now this old friend

he withdrew.

Goodbye I said,

as the tears I shed,

open

trusting

being led,

Now what to do?

Embrace, delight, as

my heart takes flight

to dance this dance

as I am tonight!

Believing

Trusting

Reaching out

Holding

in my arms I shout!

there's a friend who's so dear to me

she's been waiting ever so faithfully.

I say welcome friend,

as I look into the mirror

and she gazes back at me

"let us dance

let us sing,

let us enjoy this sweet romance.

                                                                                                                       MaryAnne Thompson

                                                                                                                        March 14th. 1999.


Thoughts on Y2K

"This might be a place to say a word about the Y2K scare. Do you want

a prophetic word about Y2K? I have two prophetic words about Y2K.

First, the greatest need on January 1, 2000, will not be basements

stocked with food and water and generators, but hearts stocked with

the Word of God. You will be fruitful, you will flourish, you will be

life-giving not by seeking the very things the world seeks (Matthew

6:32), but by delighting in the Word of God and meditating on it day

and night. What the world will need and does need from the church is

the Word of God that fits us to say, "Who will separate us from the

love of Christ? Will tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or

famine, or nakedness, or peril, or sword? . . . In all these things

we are more than conquerors through him who loved us" (Romans

8:35-37).

The other prophetic word about Y2K is this: Nothing is going to happen on

January 1, 2000, nothing, that is as bad as what is already happening to

persecuted and starving Christians in Sudan. Or to the staggering number

of orphans in Malawi and other AIDS-devastated countries of Africa. Or to

survivors in Honduras and Nicaragua. Or to lonely, dying old people in

dozens of skilled care centers around the Twin Cities who have outlived

their families. There is something that smells of hypocrisy in the talk

about stockpiling supplies in our homes to "minister" to others in the

coming Y2K crisis when there are more places to minister this very day

that are worse crises than anything that is going to happen a year from now.

Y2K will happen to someone every day in 1999 - many of them within your

reach.

Delight yourself in the Word of God, meditate on it day and night, and

then take the fruit of your life and go minister to the lost and the hungry

and the thirsty that are already so many. Then you won't even notice

when Y2K happens."

Matthew 6:25-34

25 "Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will

eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more

important than food, and the body more important than clothes?

26 Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away

in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much

more valuable than they?

27 Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life ?

28 "And why do you worry about clothes? See how the lilies of the field

grow. They do not labor or spin.

29 Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed

like one of these. 30 If that is how God clothes the grass of the field,

which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not

much more clothe you, O you of little faith?

31 So do not worry, saying, 'What shall we eat?' or 'What shall we

drink?' or 'What shall we wear?' 32 For the pagans run after all these

things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them.

33 But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness,

and all these things will be given to you as well.

34 Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will

worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.

                                                                                                                                           By

                                                                                                                                          John Piper


SOMETHIN IS...

    UH OH!!! LOOKA HERE, LOOKA HERE!!! SOMETHIN IS MOVIN MY NECK!!!!!

    SHAZAM!!! SOMETHIN IS MOVIN MY ARMS!!!!

    WHAT'S HAPPENIN? SOMETHIN IS POUNDING AT MY HEART!!!

    WHOO!!!!!!!!! SOMETHIN IS TURNIN MY STOMACH INSIDE OUT!!!!!!

     GEE MO NETTY!!!!! SOMETHIN IS MAKIN MY HIPS SWAY!!!!!!

     AW MAN!!!!! NOW SOMETHIN IS MOVIN MY RIGHT AND LEFT LEG!!!!!

     WHAT'S THIS???  SOMETHIN IS MOVIN MY TOES!!!!!!

     I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS!!!!!! MY WHOLE BODY IS IN MOTION!!! SOMETHIN IS MOVIN MY BODY!!!

      STOMP!!!!! STOMP!!!!! STOMP!!!!!! SOMETHIN IS MAKIN MY FEET STOMP TO THE BEAT!!!!!!

     WHOA!!!!! SOMETHIN IS SPINNIN ME LIKE A TWISTER!!!!!

      STOP THIS ROLLERCOASTER!!!!! SOMETHIN IS MOVIN MY HEAD IN CIRCLES!!!!!

      Dont be frightened, and don't be scared. Put down the phone and stop trying to dial 911.  The Holy Spirit has taken control of your body. All resistance is useless. The more you fight it, the more it's gonna come, even if you don't fight it the more it comes, even if you don't fight it, it's gonna come!!! There is no escape!!!! There is nowhere to run or hide!!!!

       Dig this, If this happens to you. Then rejoice and be happy. It's God telling you that somethin that is makin you move is the Holy Spirit, and God wants you to dance with him. So take up his offer and let the Holy Spirit have control over you.

         In Jesus Christ name I pray that you have nothing but the best of days. Peace out.

                                                                                                                                                D-Warrior


AS A CHRISTIAN BLACKMAN

Inspired by Ephesians 6:11-18

   As a Christian Blackman, I must be ready for combat and the war that is coming in my direction.

   As a Christian Blackman, I must remember my fight is with spirits that create physical strongholds.

   As a Christian Blackman, I must be prepared for the conflict coming my way.

   As a Christian Blackman, my soul must be of truth, and my chest must stick out proud for I am righteous.

   As a Christian Blackman, my feet must be covered for the coming of the Word.

   As a Christian Blackman, I must use my faith in God to dwart any darts that may come in my way.

   As a Christian Blackman, my head must be covered with the thoughts of who saved me, and I must use my sword of God which is the Word to attack Satan like a hurricane.

    As a Christian Blackman, my prayers must always be in the spirit and not just for myself.

    So that I may open my mouth boldly and release through the utterance given unto me the mystery of the Gospel and all things.

                                                                                                                                                 D-Warrior


YEAH!!! WHAT!!!

   HEY DEVIL!!!!!!!!

   I just took out your East camp of accusation. Yeah!!! What???

  Your armory of false messages is decimated!!! Yeah!! What??

   I just scrambled your battle plans to try to play like God!!!

  All your barricks with your army of false messages have been disintegrated!! Yeah!!! What!!!

  I see what kind of peace offering you have and I am still bombing you!!! Yeah!!! What??

 You are not even worth my attack, but you wanted it!!! Yeah!!! What??

 Your army of robbers, killers, and spirit destroyers we have sneaked in and silently destroyed!! Yeah!!! What??

 Your whole camp is evil that's why the attack must continue!! Yeah!!! What??

 All your actions are not calculated and created out of false intents and underestimated motives. That's why I am running over you!! Yeah!! What??

 Your defense at the moment is the flu, but my army walks right through it!! Yeah!! What??

 We just executed one of your crew for trying to sneak into our camp!!! Yeah!! What??

  I see your D-666 devil dragons flying above, but my J-3:16 peace doves blew them to bits!! Yeah!!! What??

 Your command of the bottomless pit is taken!! Yeah!!! What??

 Your position and squad have surrendered!! Yeah!!! What??

 And as a punishment for your crimes, I cast you into a lake of fire!!! Yeah!! What??

 I don't know what you were thinking!!! You can't come up against The Army!!! You haven't got the skills!! You can't imitate what's original!! I told you to back off now you and all your soldiers are burning in a lake of fire!! And Satan, there are no rematchs!!

  This is The Army son, don't mess Satan with that you know yourself you know you cannot destroy!! And I'm out!!  HA, HA, HA!!!

                                                                                                                                         D-Warrior


                                                                         

Are You a saved Shakespeare, or maybe a Holy Ghost Hemingway? Send me your work and I will put it on this site.

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