Saturday, 9 September 2023

I can’t do this on my own

Father Lord
Yes I am crying for help,
This poem is not about me only, as this comes along with an almighty “yelp”.

Lord I love you
I know you are real, 
Yet the demons attack through the ones that I love,
They are merely seasonal beings, which for now need to be shoved. 

Father I need you
I need your hope and speed, 
You know I have prowess, which I spiritually do not need to concede.

Lord the chaos is so much to bear
Others not connecting to you, from these words that I declare.

“God speaking to me to pass to others.. God bless you”
Jason
9th September 2023

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