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Friday, October 16, 2009

BLEEDING LOVE, How Divinity Empowers

How Divinity Empowers

In commentary upon a poem,
I had previously uploaded, a fellow writes,
A man my age ought to stay content to garden,
Or maybe care for grand child, or two;
Wonders how my moments be misspent,
Wasted in romance,
Stuck upon heart-rending verse?

Yea, sure, but grant me life, and frankly
What do I care about minor-league opinion?
No sad thoughts ever block my way;
I celebrate love and how divinity empowers!

Hey! Anyways, no problem here,

I thank him for the time,
Acknowledge his response.
Give the commentator appropriate due,
Yet I insist, no fear, no worry of rebuke,
I have no problem when I proclaim.

I keep bleeding, bleeding in love.

I take delight
Note more command of Word,
More love’s vocabulary rests within my little finger,
Than occupies all the many heads,
Which people an army of negativity.

I keep bleeding, bleeding in love.

Once Son of Man lost life,
He was crucified and nailed upon a cross,
And when He rising from dead,
He fulfilled the Holy Writ and dies no more.
And we ourselves after Resurrection,
Shall be ‘Ever with the Lord,’
And lo and behold he who loves,
Not necessarily wisely, but well,
Remember the promise,
He shall be with Him today in heaven.

I keep bleeding, keep bleeding in love.

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