god isnt finished
BEFORE YOU READ THIS PLEASE NOTE, THIS IS NOT A JUDMENTAL OR DISCRIMATING POEM AGAINST ANYONE AND IT IS NOT AT LL INAPPROPRIATE. IT IS AN UPLIFTING POEM WRITTEN BY ME TO SHOW THE HARSH TRUTHS IN TODAYS SOCIETY BUT HOW THERE IS STILL HOPE. ENJOY.------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
patronize, shrunk down to size
Living in the disdainful glare
Of their eyes
Sexually frustrated
Feeling emasculated
Reputation, terminated!
The end of life’s social videogame
He gave up being seen, straight.
When their feelings of hate
Wouldn’t give him time to recuperate
Finished
With unholy flames
Mushroom clouds of guilt, shame
Going through everyday
Thoughts he wanted to fade away
Thoughts of lust,
Lustfully filling his head
As he, heads to the place
Replacing his faith with self-hate
Finished
Is the bond he held with his mom
Overwhelming regret
Singed
Into his heart
Not realizing God's voice
As it spoke, caused him to choke
Back, the tears that fell
When he looked at
Other boys
An alter personality
Altering his spirituality
Spiritually separating
God’s truth and Satan’s twisted version of reality
Finished
Literally meaning complete
Over...
not ready to meet
His salvation
With his Armor set aside
A side of him revealed
His heart and soul unhealed
Teased
Internally injured
Emotionally bleeding from the inside
Socially blistered
A day such as today
His thoughts are unclear
Though his peers and family
Know why he did what he did
Flashbacks flash-back
Blinding his senses
Tearing down mental fences
Leaving his mind, defense-LESS
LESS
Of a man
Judged by his sexuality
And his skewed personality
The boy grew into a man
Still not able to understand
Why he didn't ask for her hand
He thought of this as he climbed the ladder to hell
Onto Satan’s roof, he let his emotions swell
Giving false proof
Of his flaws
Crying
Over his misguided affection
As he followed sins direction
Off. The. Roof
He fell to the ground
Heart and soul bound
Broken down
Finished.
His life at its end
If only he’d listened to god instead,
Of all the familiar discrimination
He would've realized
In gods eyes
No life is finished
All destined to survive
Because Jesus has called those with the ability
To take authority
Over Satan’s growing majority
Who are trying to overcome the Christian minority
Yet we continue
To bend to the worlds condemning view
Not making the nesacerry adjustments
To become new
Jesus wants to be the father of every heart
Within people around the world
Except Satan’s fingers are curled
Around their will
But what people of this world can’t see to comprehend
Is that we can’t get distracted
In order to live out gods plan
God is never finished
Even with the broken and alone, with reps blemished
With you, me, even that young, misguided boy
So if that boy could rewind,
Time for a second
Trying a second time
To recognize
God wasn’t finished with his life
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