LIFE

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LIFE

LIFE...
a consumption of deep breathes, promises filled from emptiness and regrets from the repetitiveness of miscalculated steps, dwelling oppressed within the shadows of the past, reflecting contrast through the shattered glass, a repelling thrash against the sanctity of the renewed mind, stomping abruptly through the hardships of time, to intertwine, out the crevasse of inconsistency, creasing to Faith abundantly, to remind, that two steps forward, leaves two steps behind, the grinds of misdirection, challenging the imperfect to stand corrected...

LIFE...
is living justifiably unchanged, when a gifted life is ordained to proclaim change, but existence enfolds the complexity of choice, death to the sound of a conscious voice, whispering to the soul foist by ignorance, talking and walking frivolous towards deliverance, as utterance is loud, but it remains unclear, if the truth is in the sight or in the ear, we should fear, or adhere to the plea of righteousness, readily and steadily moving towards lifelessness, without thought or recourse, the bounds to salvation is lost..


LIFE...
a journey of burdens bagged and tagged by the season, unpacked for attack when reality isn't pleasing, to the spiritual, who's critically received, the natural, the spiritual deceives, but conceived is the beast of the flesh, to digest sin, to conquest death, regardless of the supernatural effects, that suggest, holding to burdens, is not a lesson learned, but the will to burn, the soul to haste, for He who creates, makes NO mistakes, so relate, within the trials of era, allowing the healing to endeavor, for the heart to bestow, that it's a need to know, the time to LET GOD is the time to LET GO...

LIFE,
created in a imagery of Calvary, build on the statute of the Word's integrity, dying in a fallacy of virtue and morality, mentality we're sound but the weight of sin is baring down, deep under the ground, to the fiery pits, we need to rise up quick, to speak, to teach, to change, for consummation of revelation is in full range, the sprout of injustice, cruelty and violence is enough to bring our ancestry to shame, passing the blame, on whatever, doesn't make it clever but the forbearance is weak, when the power is in the peace that cease to increase, as we sleep through the understanding, instead of banding together as ONE, for the Victory to be won, for the blood of the Son...

© LoveLi Poetry 2012

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In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

aliciagall’s Poems (25)

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GOD WE NEED TO HEAR FROM YOU 2
LIFE 0
I REMEMBER 2
MIC CHECK 0
HAWK WHO GOES THERE? 1
It Ain't Right! 5
Where's the Faith? 4
He Doesn't Say Goodnight? 9
I'm Still Here 1
No Stone Thrown 2
DON'T TURN AWAY 18
BE BLESSED 18
HAVE YOU NOT HEARD? 10
SATAN IS HERE 21
YOUNG BROTHER, YOU SLEEP? 12
TO MICHAEL, GONE BUT NEVER FORGOTTEN. 18
LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT 8
IT HAS TO BE GOD 14
ACCEPT SANITY 7
I CRY 7
I AM YOUR SISTER 6
I LOVE 14
IT JUST ME 4
Mommy Dearest 6
Drifting By 7