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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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