Depressed Redemption

Touch. Zeal. Forward. Reveal.

That’s why I remain silent;

My resolve to me only evident;

Carrying twisted remnants of data capture.

No trust of romantic love, this is my Rapture.

Absentee embraces could never persuade me

to launch an escape to erode the everyday segueway

to the ministerial parade.

Sunrise feels gloomy, GOD’s voice the only serenade.

 

by Jerriè McGill

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About St. Rev. Jerriè McGill

I'm a devout Christian Saint, Prophet, and Minister lady who loves the LORD. I'm also a writer, singer, composer, and visionary. I aspire to be like my Holy Father, an angel. I'm a Holy Roller Stomper, quite serious, yet joyful of my True Father's Heavenly work. I'm a graduate of Georgia Southern University and have a Bachelor of Science degree in Justice Studies. I reside in Atlanta, GA.
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