The Heart
The pendulum swings. The mental can’t adjust to this preconceived notion. Slow-motion, I’m chasing false ends. The beginning and the end. The narrative and the dialect begs to differ, his soul is in torment, he is about to take his last breath. Death is imminent, repent! The soul and the eyes have seen much. I’m clutching and gasping for breath, the chambers in the heart are about to collapse. Society has unfolded and the notion that one worships false idols and its suicidal to rival Kings James, refrain and obey the laws of the land. The mental is not equipped to handle slander and false testaments. A land of the free and just is not a must. Reverse interpretations of Revelations? A firearm in society is always used to cause harm, too many sinful acts, the beast has attacked. Premonitions, civil disobedience, the mind can’t cope, the lost have no hope, he tied is mind and was left blind.
A hindrance, a manifestation, and false limitations. Turn the page to an early grave. His sentence was already written? He gave up on that life to focus on Christ. Silence his block was littered with violence, seven chambers of death, the human imagination cant rest.
Chasing Benjamins to no end, running until he’s breathless. There’s no growth and no hope. God do you believe in me? He failed every test, his heart had no rest. He fumbled and tumbled while he was on earth, chasing material. The notion of lust caused to much fuss. Pain ensued, his dreams never came true. Boundaries were never drawn, a lost cause. His chambers shut down. He turned to dust, no one fussed about his pain. God is the final judge, do you believe, don’t be deceived. False idols and rivals can be suicidal, and there will never be a revival…
Raymond H Smith
