Poem -

Fearless

All my fear is dedicated
To God's Glory
Which now makes me medicated
For your story

The drama you now perpetrate
Leaves open space
To the room where i meditate
And seek God's face 

You have my permission to stay
But I must leave
I must now take this time to pray
Despite your cleave

You're welcome to come if you choose
God is for all
Should you still cleave there, you will lose
In spite your gull

I have enough of God's glory
Inside to know
Fear goes to God, thats my story
Whatever woe

Should I lose my life, please be sure
The breath that left
Headed for God's glorious door
Will again lift

I now serve God because I know
And rest assured
My peace ever comes as I grow
As well it should

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Tony Taylor

Love this write brother Jones,........GOD plays such a big part in my life that I was attracted to this write.........he always knows what's best........and guides me accordingly.........Faith will INDEED make you...........FEARLESS.............your friend and admirer..........tony  xx

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Nathenial Jones

Tony T'

...We giggle along the path through life, from whispers of this and some of that...and once in a while...a word will hit us and cause us to re-know...smiling...FEARLESS...in God ...always...for to know HIM...is to give HIM what is due...what then is left...???

...thank you for friendship...thanks for admiration...thanks for you being you...nj

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