The gifts will continue to stack up
while you curse His blessing
Even while you mock His greatest creation
you will always have enough but I hold what you didn’t ask for
He cries for you
while you do what was done to you
Wounded and guarded
they pray for guidance while I carry them
Together we maneuver your obstacle course because
I refuse to hide your bad marketing
He cries for you
while you do what was done to you
You sing your own praise to all who can hear
You thank Him for divine gifting but don’t see what is in front of you
Depravity has been born out of neglect
While you shut me out in fear
He cries for you
while you do what was done to you
Keep tearing me down while you push them away
Don’t listen to me even though I speak through honest hearts
Ignore my communication and spite my questions
Only see the distraction instead of what I hold in my hands
He cries for you
while you do what was done to you
Note: As with any art what you see or hear is relative. I don’t usually explain any part of my poetry but the message on my heart while I wrote this is so important. The subject of this poem is so many people who are believers who don’t love people because people hurt them and stole their trust; there are so many of us. “I” is the Holy Spirit. “He” is Jesus. “They” are the messengers he has placed in our lives to show us something we need to heal. If you want to be healed Jesus knows what you need. Trust him. You can’t always trust your eyes & ears. If you have been abused your eyes & ears may have scars. Believers can’t rely on the sword and the law; we are no longer subject to the law because the life of Jesus will lead you in all righteousness.
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