Nov 16, 2015

They do not get to win

They do not get to win
loser is written on their faces
hatred is the ticking clock which fuels more fuel hatred
vile contempt for those living in freedom


There is no paradise nor a reward with seven virgins
hell awaits
God will deal a final justice
no arguments
they do not get to win
our role is to remind them these wicked vile dishonest cruel people                remind them


They do not get to win


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Some poetry from 2000 years ago to help me correct myself.

Since your mind will become a temple, do not leave any filth in it; do not leave in God’s house anything hateful to God. Let us be adorned a...

MAYBE WE WON`T MEET AGAIN

. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"