Poem -

THE MAJESTY OF HIS THROWN

I have an ugly soul when I think of my Sin,

I have a beautiful mind when I think of what I create.

God balances the Good from Evil within

and I determined myself

to know more of His hand upon me.

My wealth cannot save me from any fractional purpose

for His divinity teaches me about myself.

As He heals me in my willingness to become heal

My eyes are unveiled to the corruption

and the faces of darkness loom like billboard signs.

I am on the road to God

and in this journey we will find our fragilities.

I am not swayed by heavy minds

who wish to sequester the ambiance of God

for God Himself is the heaviest Spirit of mankind.

I will act to my deepest senses

for the recovery of doomed man can be resurrected

by the humble act of bowing your head

and embracing the miracle of your existence.

So many men of destruction and of fortune

have been mislead by the Stars

circumventing the powerful and supreme destiny

that God will be here ā€˜forever’.

As mankind dwindles into the sunset of time

with its long forgotten ancestors

the children of children will one day search and find

that the mystery of their existence

is not a biological function of their environment.

Made with purpose and reason

believers will no longer be accosted by the atheist mind

looking to part the spiritual base

and God mentalities of divine Faith.

Men and Women who have found purpose in the Creator

Exemplify themselves from most non-believers

Whose thrust in life is to believe you ā€˜Live’ then you ā€˜Dieā€

Since when do men judge ones taste in God

with an almost deliberate vengeance?

The influence of God is in the air

so inhale His Love and Light for the Truth is with us.

Know the spiritual safety of our children

will embark on a journey as trees are to the land

providing a fruit of substance

against the odds and slants of Evil continuations.

I may have an ugly soul, but through Gods perfections

will I hem the cloth of my Salvation.

We need not a day of Grace

to affirm his Holy matrimony upon the World

for as the earth turns

we sweep what we want by its taking.

The cruelties of man is not just by religious root

as in the Open Air

these condemnations are written in our history.

Dictatorship and Atheist root

is a necessary evil to divulge the mercy of God

and to achieve the Wisdom

that corruptions exists to teach us of ourselves.

We need not a day of Grace

a Sunday to feel the ambiance of God upon us.

The Holy Church is built

and from here on until the days of Armageddon

its door will be open to the impoverished, and

those seeking to become Spiritually fulfilled by God.

The most powerful allies of God

sit in the supreme majesty of His thrown.

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