Forbidden Fruit
I hunger for truth
Yearn for upright living
But I didn't make a sound
At what "The Giving Tree" was giving
I took that fruit and ran
Demanding what was rightfully mine
I cared nothing for pomp and circumstance
In the presence of the Divine
Other countries grew mysteries
Unbelievable tales of idols and worship
But civilized humanity grew
A "BOMB" that cast off the antiquated War Ship
From that moment, forward
When no lightening bolt came from Heaven
Our harlot nation
Kneaded and rolled ALLLL available leaven
We are vomiting our rolls
At the pearly gates of doctrine and belief
Demanding God to send His angels
For our healing and relief
The flood gates of Heaven...open
And water is pouring forth to cleanse
Purity's Fire is coming
To restore man's "Holy" lens
Just as Our Savior had to wait
For the emptiness of fleshly desire
So our corruption must be full
Before we experience the purifying fire
I have heard the screams of man
In the realm unseen...horrible to hear
But as LOVE humbles our PRide
Humanity will come to REVERE
..............The King of King and Lord of Lords.................as Godly FEAR, chasing mercy
Order Restored...........but, forever changed
Written by Trudy Schrader on 11/26/2020
Note: There is a reason for everything I say, and do in this poem. I want it to wonky to the professional, stupid to those who want to be entertained, but a warning for those who care about LOVE's story.
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