Poem -

Majesty Of His Thrown

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 healed

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 our head

and embracing

the miracle of our 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 ‘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 ‘Live’ then you ‘Die”

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

or 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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Kimmy Alan

To hear faith expressed from an intellectual perspective is a refreshing change.

Keep up the good scribble.

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