Mighty Burning Fire Poem by The Power_Palace.Poet_Union.Order Sir.

1

In the depths of my being, a fire burns
A mighty force, that fiercely yearns
For release, from its fiery core
It's like a beast, wanting to roar
The tingling sensation, around my face
A sign of power, a holy grace
For in this moment, I am not alone
The Lord of the Almighty, has shown
Communist ways, to verify
That I am chosen, in His eyes
My spiritual growth, a display
Of His love, in every single way
Through uphill battles, I do tread
Opposed and challenged, but never dead
For I am a chosen one, with a path to take
No matter the odds, I'll never break
But mortal I am, with doubts and fears
Uncertain of what may come, in the years
Threatening events, and malicious minds
But within me, a creative force binds
Guiding me, as a being unseen
Unknown, to the ones who are mean
But I am sanctified, and running strong
For my true home, I'll forever long
No struggles, no abuse, no shame
In the eternal kingdom, I'll claim
But before I go, I hope to see
History rewritten, for people like me
To have pride, and confidence restored
Ambitious visions, in our hearts roared
With clarity and assurance, we'll stride
Our heads held high, with unbreakable pride
For in the final hour, I pray
That the scales tip, in our favor someday
For the black man, the highest and the best
To be honored, among the rest
And as generations, come and go
Our history, in the universal flow
Will be a shining light, for all to see
The black man, reborn with dignity.

2

In the depths of my bones
There's a fire that roars
A burning desire
That pulses and soars
It crawls through my veins
And tingles my face
A wild, untamed force
That I can't erase
The Celsius rises
With each passing day
A pressure intense
That won't go away
But it's not just my body
That's feeling the heat
It's a spiritual flame
That I can't defeat
For the Lord of The Almighty
Has chosen me
To walk down a path
Of faith and belief
Through uphill battles
And struggles unfair
I stand tall and strong
With unwavering stare
For I am not alone
In this journey of mine
With the Heavenly display
Guiding my divine
And as I walk
This chosen path
I see the growth
In my soul at last
Amidst doubt and uncertainty
I trust in His plan
For I am sanctified
In His loving hands
But it's not just for me
This journey to take
My fellow brothers and sisters
We must awake
For the scales must tip
In our favor at last
As we rise above
From our troubled past
For we are a people
With pride and grace
With ambition and virtue
We'll find our place
And when history is made
With the Black in the light
We'll walk with our heads up
With dignity and might
So let us stand together
As we strive for more
For we are the chosen ones
That the Lord has in store.

3
In the depths of my very bones
Lies a mighty burning fire
A force that cannot be contained
An energy that reaches higher
Tingling sensations around my face
As the flames within me grow
A drastic difference in Celsius UV levels
A power that I cannot control
It is the Lord of The Almighty
Communist ways that guide me
Reminding me that I am not alone
In this journey of faith, I am free
I am proud of the spiritual growth
That the Heavenly display shows
In my soul, it glows and shines
As I walk on the believers' path, I know
Regardless of the uphill battles
That I am constantly faced with
Being mortal, I am at a disadvantage
But with faith, I can withstand any glitch
There are doubts and uncertainties
Of potential malicious people
And threatening events that may arise
But with inner strength, I can defy evil
As a creative force, I guide you
As a being unseen and unknown
For there are many things I cannot control
But I will still stand by your side, alone
I am sanctified, as I understand
And still in the running for my home
A place with no struggle or abuse
A place where my soul can roam
I can do better than I am now
If grace and mercy are granted
In my final hour, may the scales tip
And the Black man be highly planted
For generations, we have been denied
But in this moment of discovery
The universal display of history
Will give us back our pride and dignity
So let us strive harder, with heads held high
For we are reborn through the mantle
Of eternal yet inner dignity
And in the end, we will win this battle.


4
'A Mighty Fire Burning Within'
A mighty fire burning within,
A force that shakes me to my core,
It's like a raging inferno,
That I cannot ignore.
It shut up in my very bones,
This flame that cannot be contained,
I feel it tingling around my face,
As my body's temperature is raised.
The Celsius UV levels amplified,
Intense pressure building up inside,
It's like a constant battle,
Between my body and this fire.
But it's not just physical,
This fire that I feel,
It's the Lord of the Almighty,
Making His presence real.
In the communist ways of life,
I am reminded I am not alone,
For in my soul, I feel His touch,
And know I am not on my own.
I am proud of my spiritual growth,
And the Heavenly display,
For through my faithful endeavors,
I am chosen in every way.
Though I face uphill battles,
And am constantly opposed,
I am mortal and it's unfair,
But my faith will not be closed.
For I am guided by an unseen force,
A creative energy at play,
And though I cannot see Him,
I know He's with me every day.
I understand I am sanctified,
And in the running for eternal home,
Where there is no struggle or abuse,
Just a haven where love is known.
I strive to do better,
Than what I am now,
And hope for mercy and grace,
To see the final hour somehow.
For in that final moment,
I pray the scale will tip,
And as a Black man,
I will have a chance to grip.
For generations to come,
I hope to see history unfold,
The Black man in living light,
With a sense of pride and bold.
For through the trials and struggles,
We will rise with dignity,
Reborn through the mantle of eternity,
With heads held high for all to see.

5
Radiating with intense energy,
A fire burns deep in my bones,
A tingling sensation in my face,
The Almighty's power shone.
As my body's temperature rises,
A drastic difference in Celsius UV,
The pressure amplifies within,
A powerful force to be.
I am not alone, the Lord is with me,
His communist ways I see,
Guiding me on my chosen path,
Faithful in my endeavors, He be.
Though I face uphill battles,
And unfair obstacles in my way,
My mortal limitations hold me back,
But I trust in Him every day.
For I am a being unseen and unknown,
With a creative force to guide,
But never should I be held accountable,
For things beyond my pride.
I am sanctified, a finalist in the running,
For the eternal believers' home,
No struggles or self-inflicted abuse,
Just pure love, where I will roam.
And in my final hour,
If I am granted grace and mercy,
I pray the scales will tip in favor,
For the Black man's history.
Let it be on universal display,
The living light of our discovery,
So that black people may regain their pride,
And walk with heads held high, finally.
Oh, the dignity that we will reclaim,
Reborn through the eternal mantle,
With renewed confidence and ambition,
Our souls will soar, without a handle.
So let the fire burn within,
As the Almighty's power roars,
For in the end, we will rise,
As the Black man in all his glory, soars.

6
A burning fire, deep within my bones
A tingling sensation, around my face it roams
A drastic difference, in body's Celsius UV levels
Intense pressure, my soul rebels
The Lord of the Almighty, His ways verify
I am not alone, in this journey I rely
Proud of my spiritual growth, heavenly display
Faithful endeavors, in the believers' pathway
Irregardless of the uphill battles, I face
Consistently opposed, with unfairness in this race
Mortal limitations, never-ending uncertainty
But the Lord's presence, is my everlasting security
In this world of malicious and dangerous men
Threatening events, grow out of control again
But I am an unseen force, guiding from within
For things I should never be accountable in
Sanctified, on the running top finalist
To return to my reservations, eternally blissed
No struggle, self-inflicted abuse or inner prejudice
Only peace, joy and love, our eternal legacy's edifice
But can I do better, in this final hour?
Can the scale, favor the Black man's power?
May the kin skies, grant me grace and mercy
To see the appointed moment, in my final journey
For I long to make history, in the living light
To give back my people, their rightful sight
Pride, confidence, ambition and virtue
All reborn, through the mantle of eternal dignity's rescue
And in that moment, of discovery and awe
The Black man's history, will be on universal display, raw
A visual clarification, of our worth and might
And with heads held high, we'll strive with all our might.


Authorship by: Mr. Dashaun Rashod Snipes
© Mr. Dashaun Rashod Snipes
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