Flooded Ears Poem by Dorothea Gift Of God

These words said unto me have been missed by my ears.
The enemy has written something inside of my ears.
I heard words that bite the spirit of so many souls.
My ears were caught in the mist of change, a changed man could no longer hold.
I fell in love with purpose.
I fell in love with sounds of past enemies I slept with failures I heard pains no one could cure I walked throw the inside of my inner ear drum and found the rhythm of God.
Sexually no one heard the screams of my flesh bound to beds of chains.
I am flooded with instruments inside my ears.
These seasonal pains have come to break the bondage within me.
Nothing has (no one) come to the mountains like I asked, no one, saw my presence.
Emanuel (the Lord is with us) sits in my eye gates my soul plays a musical note unto God.