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Cry for true life ...


Mark 10:15 New King James Version (NKJV)

15 Assuredly, I say to you, whoever does not receive

The Kingdom of God as a little child will by no means enter it.”

 

 

Don’t “Cry for life”, oh little one ... surely God can hear your voice.

Unless you cry for your mom ... who doesn’t understand her choice?

                  

Conceived in a fallen world ... you heard the heartbeat of your mom.

It isn’t dark where you reside ... for you know where you came from?

 

Life springs to be where you are waiting ... in a span of months that you’re here.

Do you count days in your perception ... do you see True Light in your sphere?

 

Now man has justified in his “lost-ness” ... a way to make the womb a grave.

He thinks he can kill you however ... while you’re in God’s loving embrace

 

Your mom now needs your prayers ... as your casket departs without sound.

As you “Fly in Peace” for a moment ... towards The Kingdom that you found.

 

Screeching gates rusted by time ... there’s no grave stone here for you.

Death already has lost its sting ... as in the forever you join The Truth?

 

Jan Wienen

 

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