Treasure Island

Gregory PierreJerome


Awaken Mind


Awaken Mind

Awaken Mind

Isaiah 58: 7 7Is it not to deal thy bread to the hungry, and that thou bring the poor that are cast out to thy house? when thou seest the naked, that thou cover him; and that thou hide not thyself from thine own flesh?

Share your food with everyone whom is hungry; share your home with the poor and homeless
Give those clothes whom in need and do not turn away your relatives in time of help; be with gentleness
Dry up the tears of the lonely child with your heart
Heal the sick with the power of your weakness
Bring a light with spiritual guidance to a world of darkness
Open the book of life and breathe a breath of happiness
Be joyful in doing righteousness, destroying sin as if!
Courageous in battle, strong with the sword, striking mightily with boldness
Say no to the sin subliminally obliterating your destiny
Be free of the television spiral optic fatally massacring
Open your mind to learn to be free of ignorant emotion
Don’t just live through the motions having no notions
You are futile now but become fertile without corruption
Live knowing where you’re from, be a solution
Love as if you were never loved before, manufacture divine corruption
Lust not after loot and the flesh, lust for correction; HIS perfection
A leader, soldier, the ultimate machine of reproduction
Seek truth as if all is a lie, knowing your set for destruction
Cooperate with the Gospel in ally of the coming world war
Don’t be a fool and live by the agenda, drunk in the bar
Silence the violence, increase the peace, don’t be so far away all careless
Running to death letting sin devastating your soul
Be the head and not the tail, embrace your Creator, and go for redemption
The bloody rain drops from Calvary are calling
Attend to your victory and enjoy your salvation

Isaiah 58: 6 Is not this the fast that I have chosen? To lose the bands of wickedness, to undo the heavy burdens, and to let the oppressed go free, and that ye break every yoke?

To lose the chains of injustice is to lose the bands of wickedness
To show mercy upon the thief by offering employment
To release the fatherless into an environment of kindness full of discipline
To give the widow fair treatment of love without temptation
Viciousness of taxes polluting the mother’s caress
To open the gates of your home to the stranger as if blessed
To unite the cords of the yoke is to remove the heavy burdens
In attaching love to the lesser being withdrawing fear from the maiden
Respecting the elder as of earning your respect righteously
Setting freedom in equality, fidelity, and courageously living by of the peace fountain of the Bible’s ink
To set the oppressed free breaking every yoke to the bound depression, having all in the same rank
Not washing our minds blank and calling us frank
Giving us truth in keeping history accurate, not creating pranks
To truth is harmony as the angels dance
To learn is power, knowledge is the key to our souls romance
To God the Father Son and Holy Spirit, the mystery of divinity, giving us all a last chance
To YEHOSHUAH GOD ALMIGHTY, my savoir, the redeemer, GOD of all since thence

Submitted: Thursday, February 24, 2011

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