Saturday, March 31, 2018
An Open Friend
The Lord is an open friend due to godliness,
He secures the valleys and towers of truth.
Pearls enter the soul as statements fly, a soul
Fries in soup of souls, the Lord defends us.
Deeper into the ocean is a word of war, a word,
That swims and shrivels, it is kosher and distinct.
Depths of a minor hazard are like the murders and thefts,
Depths of sin matter to the hugest wars of words.
Repeating is a sinner's action, so repeat a slain warrior,
His will is done, an earth is won, a world has begun.
We are souls of flesh, in soups of old regimes and nations,
For we swim in another realm so peaceful and secure.
Topic(s) of this poem: god