DIVINE INTERVENTION

I was in need of assistance, was getting no attention in a world of greatness and superpowers

Help, taboo to even mention,was being swallowed up whole, in total apprehension. So I asked

for, there opened a door to another dimension, far beyond our comprehension, came

Divine Intervention.

 

For I came in lefe blind didn't know where to look although I kept ignoring that thing called 

The Good Book, till my life SHOOK. Found, we're in an infinite life containing many hooks, Bite

even one your goose could be very well cooked. But the bait is so inviting, off the chain,

exciting soon for your life you'll be fighting. I also read; there will come much dread from a

hard head.

 

Hey, hit or miss, I got this. Goose pert near cooked, when snagged by a hook. Then hurled

into a wicked world. The extreme heat of friction from addiction. Hard bumps, big lumps

contusions and far out illusions. Then became stained from only trying to attain capitol gain, 

where also came acid rain.

 

I couldn't envision the collisions from too many religions, creating complete indecision. While

tv and the internet, seem to bring division. Racism, extremism, egotism far too many isms.

What's next, a cataclysm? What looked to be a delusion, now a foregone conclusion. Then 

came good news, it's ok to snooze you won't lose if the right path, Choose.

 

But how do you take hold when you're completely baffled? I stood confused, still catching the

blues from the drugs and the booze, turning the scrwes. Even though, I listened to people

throughout, at a time I thought I was coming about, without a doubt. It sound like good advice

some I listen to twice. Instedd of gaining ground, feeling, I was about to drown, about to have

a meltdown.

 

To add to my woes, all doors had closed, then got very cold, when I fell into a deep dark hole.

Everything was a blur, I heard an awful slur, Game Over. When I cried out for, there opened a

door, to another dimension, far beyond our comprehension and I was granted an extension,

Through Divine Intervention.

 

 

 

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U Still In Missouri?

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St. Louis Son

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Out of the wrong lane

going the righteous way

makin the best decision

at crossroads. I heard.

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In from the cold experience

avoiding alleys

buyin pya own bread

roof solid over ma head.

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I never been there;

arm veins black and numb.

No summer nose, no

hurtin, but I heard about

ya. Clean. Yeah. Squeaky.

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Lady A 

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