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EgyptianEmeralds RIDDLE Unripened Saints By: Keith Danon Graves
Fire burst into ice cubes has a place to dwell in the house of the Lord, A trace of hope and understanding. Grasp the knowledge of truth, remember the time of pyramids; sand floating in slow-motion, drifting to its maker built high, pointing high into the heavens.
Stars, dark clouds pour unto us purity of light’s rays down upon us but yet no sunburn. Think first and remember second joy comes with understanding. Pay attention to the signs of life, they will reflect back the living, Christ lives and reigns over all; the Ruler of grace and forgiveness.
Seek the FATHER from up above, He’ll rescue you; His love is like a dove, capture it in its cage then, embrace the change. Move with the flow of the current, drift in the abyss of the magnificence, deep sea fishing souls.
Courage wares pavement to thin ice but you’ll walk on warm water, don’t sink. Keep focus on the ballerina dance of everlasting joy. Fruits bare paradise foods of nutrition so, run the marathon and cross the finish line to a place of peace to all mankind.
Understand all, with nothing left to uncover, all there’s to see shining in the distance is; a mirage smoking mirrors comes from evil. Pure vision will come into view soon.
Don’t forget to retain to recall a voice that opens sweet noises of song, singing in a praise to be held the beauty of sight, behold it is he.
You shall witness two vocalists, hymns of balladry. History brought to the present future tense, intense. Chilling, goose bumps in the night air so cold but preventable, If ye literate.
Have sound mindful revelations of who is who? “I AM” but he’s “I wanna be”. Smoking mirrors is; smoke in HIS nostrils, allergic sneeze a quick breeze reveals a surprise to most however, expectation to few.
Do not be mislead down to the wide road of dead leading the dead. A marching band off key color red to wine presses early harvest unripened saints, “caught up” in seemingly beautiful misery then, brought back down to the ugly reality.
Regret, remorse bedding demons consent to statutory rape of your virginity. No longer pure, wearing a black wedding gown to meet your true marker. Creator of all things may divorce you lazy adultery.
“Sleeping with the Enemy” without a clever escape route, rapture. Never rapture just a capture, grapevine lies spun into wine presses to depression. Realization, motion, secretion of inevitable heart wrenching truth be told.
Behold it is HE, “KING of kings” and “LORD of lords”. Like a thief in the night to most but in broad daylight to few will meet HIM at the door without a knock HE shall enter.
Open Your Mind
A masterful mind blows hot air warming the hearts of all those who listens. He mystifies with his pretty little lies of half truths read between the lines of cross the borders over enemy lines up to hear his speech, pratice what he preaches into action. Hesitation screams out wait! He makes up fluff your pillows to sleep in graves that looks like flower bed of roses a dozen times the year 2012 minus a shred of evidence of proof but poof, its magic! White magic, smoke and mirrors reflect steam. Where’s the team effort? He says unite but I feel contrite is done in the night, black magic. Darkness hides from light at the beginning of the tunnel is the black hole thrilling suspenseful shadows my vision so, I rest in this seemingly ideal picnic area 51 but 50 states separate following a disorder to one world order. He leads us to that promise land our modern day Moses hypnoses us all to believe having a blind faith of hope of yes we can to yes the world can be as one, fulfilling prophecy of the new world order. By: Keith Danon Graves
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FOOL MOON By: Keith Danon Graves
The moon smiles at me through trees, a strong current of attraction. Its glare hides behind high tide that washes away dooms day out to sea on a three hour tour revolving around the world.
The moon grins at you, a stranded island hit by tsunamis. A wave blankets the land reveling in the destruction of structure and instructs the dominions to flood the hearts and minds of those who wade in the shallow end.
The moon smirks. Evil lunar, lunatic, tick-tock the devil will soon knock like Jesus. Most will welcome him into their cozy flower beds planting seeds. Lies spread by the unholy and holy alike, holy cow! Drink of its spoiled milk, filling your belly with its sour chucks and fall into slumber nursing on his breast scheme milk somber.
The moon sneers, black eyes, soulless windows panes condemned to hell so feels no pain to bring the ignorant along for his pleasure. Lucifer will give lots of new world order monetary to the greedy then, to the needy which are plenty.
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