Friday 6 September 2013

ILLNESS

Oh! How much I detest you!
A stalker letter delivered to claim my health
Monthly you pay unwanted bills
An insult for I live in you
Oh! How you provoke the scavening pains you gladly designed on me
You've trapped my temple to a prey
A curse I didn't contribute to
Like a nightmare you hunt me down 'till i wake
Drop of cleansing blood of Jesus
Cleanthis dust
Mend this body
Release healness to it
You say ungrateful for you spoiling me
Spoiling me indeed
What a joke for you killing me
Blessed is me for my Spirit is Holy
Well from you
Cursed is you for taking an advantage to this poor flesh
I rease the you in me with the name of Jesus

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