Some are wannabe heretics while I’m a true prophet.
GOD ordered it from birth before I even descened on this Earth.
Terra firma not my drama.
A human born to be His Daughter my honor.
Born with many lessons learned.
I stare freely at the sun and never get burned.
A soul rider, ever gliding free on the wind;
it mends, melds – air fully composite;
Calculations to be freed to men and women humble like me.
No time to spend associating with demons nor
making them my friends who’d play hard to expedite my end.
Never finished, yes I soar.
GOD to guide me, yes I roar
and lead my tribe from the simplex of the codex
to the memorization of Biblical text.
Fruitful ways, I chart my days ensuring
quality and length of my stay.
I don’t constrain or refrain my disgust
of the mundane.
Evil road traps that leave some bent over with
broken backs; ever watchful, wholly aware,
I see them…yep, I’ve already been there.
But now I’m back from Heaven and Hell space
Cross in hand, covering my heart.
From my Holy Father, I’ll never part.
I feel His preaching, me He’s reaching.
I’m never going back to the ignoramus of that ill rap;
Who handled confusion and pain by ignoring GOD with unholy disdain.
Pray I do, work I must – ever studious.
It’s in Him I trust.
It’s not just words but in action.
The true wisdom is found in the LORD’s faction.
Christianity looks brand new.
I’m bred well no matter what I’ve been through.
GOD’s my Father.
He’s my witness that I’m good enough to handle my business.
Step back, look at that.
Reflect on more than a poor woman with meager income
with wings on her back.
A soul rider enjoying my freedom seeking entrance into GOD’s Kingdom.
I’m royalty by His design.
I just had to wait in time to find more of my own kind.
But even alone, I’ll not bemoan and
never again leave my Christian home.
by Jerriè McGill
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