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He defied Logic
He Defied Logic
She was witnessing to a preacher, but never knew
for all that stood there, puffing a joint
was a stink attitude, scanty clothes and rebellious view
she was schooling a prophet, who hustled for profit
she was beckoning the intercessor to be
who did not know it,
too blind to see
yet she persisted,
defying logic
a hidden treasure under so much parched pain
yet she ministered to her until revelation rained
she planted the word in the prostitutes core
till the call of the office could not be ignored
this prophet to be was illicitly legit
could she possibly wash away all her past grime and grit
she was a wayward soul . . .
she despised this Evangelist who derided her sore
As they tongue tussled and the tension grew
something was happening within that was new
It wasn’t this evangelist, it was so much more
Something miraculous was happening in her core
He wooed the prophet, calling from deep to deep
He offered her peace she could not hope to seek
He called the broken to make her a healer
He freed the imprisoned to use as deliverer
He called the prostitute
He called the prophet
He gave her purpose
He defied all logic
