P.O.T.T. - DEATH TO SELF

Death to Self

Im preparing for death self, examination exclamation ,option pine-box ,final destination, for my Physical shell, to dwell ,concrete case, lowered in place, or memorialized, cremation with preparation Eulogized dissertation, inspiration declaration, echoed breaking through straight in eternity, from Divine disposition Grace placed my life, into the heavenly place, elevation graduation envisioning, this blissful instigation, of my hopeful, heavenly, habitation, salutation, waiting in the wings, as the angelic Host sings, with healing in their wings, to heal the loved ones

The pains produced, from this absent from the body saint, grieving bereaving, but believing believers Will unite again, tear stains, like reoccurring rains, periodical wonder, pondering, ponder wonderings Decreasing time, releasing, increments of aches, from the pain, that remains, but constantly lessening Through the fond memories, of this love one, along with those, that preceded, and those that Followed,Right now we full of sorrow, I know you all are longing to join, that one big spiritual family Beyond the sky/are you ready now to die/let there now be a reply/crickets/didn't think So

You know that I'm feeling y'all, we feeling in our torso, gut guilt, its a void built, by the fall of man, but The God-Man got kilt, the hidden agenda, redemption plan, was dealt, plausibly applicable, to all Human beings, everybody fleeing, the thought of dying, no longer being a human being, like a worm Caterpillar, on a shutter, a butterfly, but wait a cicada, they process, like hibernation, coming out every 17 years, they out they shells, leave em  sticking everywhere, flying around like they half blind, hear their Whining the whole time, self abusing self destructive nuisance, this flying food, a delicatessen for Crawling creatures to fowls birds flocking together for 5 times a century cicada feast delicacies

Written by:
EUGENE GREEN

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