Death Is Simple Poem by Gregory PierreJerome

Death Is Simple

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Listen here I beg of you to learn
Death is not a token, not a pleasure for you to earn
It comes from sin and separates the divine
It’s not a dream but sleep intoxicated with wine
So please hear and try to live a life of worthiness
Having GOD being in your tongue, all praise and happiness
Wages of sin is death, read Romans 6, and see the irony
Separating your soul from your body is vanishing physically
You become simply dust, decaying to a world of zero
The things of your lifetime is just memory
Being nonentity is now your reality
Incarnation to the non-existent, wondering to and fro
A process of fertilization where maggots grow
Separating your soul from GOD being dead because of cause and effect
Adam disobeyed and hid from GOD putting on clothes, deadly catastrophe
Spiritual death not being in love with the divine FATHER
Wicked just running away from righteousness, the truth of a miracle blessing
In fact just look around and see the after math, is it not sin and death ragingly kissing! ! !
Be awaken for if you die your nothing, you sleep into the earth not traveling

They all want to die in peace and enter heaven
Have you loved you life and gave it bread
Were you in control being ignorant of the GOSPEL?
You went around teaching false doctrines so how dear you say you’re not in hell
Judgment day coming, being dead you’re just waiting in your sandy and dusty cell
CHRIST spoke the word and you heard the bell
You are now resurrected, not incarnated, but giving a yell
The heat is scorching, fire burning, and volcanic flames of this brutal jail
Sorry but they lied to you, death is not sweet and that angel is fatal
Among the fallen, being a watcher, his meal is served, you’re on the table
There is no such thing as incarnation to a bunny
The idea of going to another dimension when dead is phony
Realize that you have one chance to live but one fact to die
So why do you listen to these ridiculous myths of Buddha and karma
Taken from the Bible and rearranged for your destruction
Used by the media incorporating magic for your delusion
Seriously are you that dense not to see your life is an illusion
Brutal degeneration, distracting motion of troublesome dark portion, lying manipulation
Temptation and seduction of vicious fornication, spiritual adultery of false religion
Possession and obsession of demonic corruption, tracts of bloody business operation
As the trace of pitiful desolation of sorry souls of media intercession
Be of good warning of a new world order, death is simple and is an old world division
No caring of age or race, with no discrimination and no segregation
Death comes and stay knowing all sinning to hell lake fire of nasty oblivion

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