Poem -

Don't Speak Of This

Don't Speak Of This

She was pushed in 
As the door was abruptly shut
Don't Speak Of This!
Was the warning...........

The Priest told him
He was being used
as a vessel
from God
To keep the 
Devil from
tainting
the Oath
of Fidelity

Words spoken
in secrecy
are thorns
that are
forever
embedded
in the 
open
wounds
of humanity

The Cross
won't wash
away
the stains
that are
created 
from
deparavity
for Jesus 
stated:

 And so I tell you, every kind of sin and slander can be forgiven, but blasphemy against the Spirit will not be forgiven. 32Anyone who speaks a word against the Son of Man will be forgiven, but anyone who speaks against the Holy Spirit will not be forgiven, either in this age or in the age to come.

The still small
voice yearns to
speak
But when you
cross the lines
into pure
evil
Blasphemy against
the White Dove
has
occurred...........................................................................................

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sparrowsong

Hello Greg...

Some people better hope God doesn't exist...

Because, if He does...

Everyone is going to come face to face with Him...

And then each of us will absolutely without a doubt will be what it will be...

Many people believe that they are Heaven Bound...

Many will be disappointed...

Heaven has a Maximum Capacity...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

 

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