Draw your sword
Gag that mind
Smash that brain
And give that reason
All and every of
The feel of your heel
And the soul of your sole.
Gag that mind
And when its doors try to open
to the seduction and lure
of the type and kind
parallel to good
stick a stone in the hinge
stalling and stilling the process
and put the gear in reverse.
Smash that brain
Whose grey matter
Is now coloured
with The shade and hue
That is wont to draw you
Hundreds of miles from the ooze
Of the glory of the hallowed point
Where divinity first wooed you.
Give that reason your heel
Stab it with a sickle
And make it worth less than a nickel
Maybe a number one pick
For dog pickle
Since its pencil fangs
Toil and tend, with gusto
To poison the God In and around you.
Will you not tilt the balance
In favour of the Most High
When you feel the cataract Of disbelief
Causing you the pity of a grope
When full sight sees you clear
And you become latter Samson
Led by a lad?
When it seems there has been murder
Commited
On faith’s land
Stare daggers of death
At the culprit
And When seeds of doubt sprout
Transplant them
To a nursery of no return.


i love ur word manipulations. But i couldn’t really grasp ur meaning
Good work.
I didn’t get the idea much but the way you wrote it, I really do love. I met no hitches… I mean, it flows well with me.
I’ll read again though, for better insight.
Good job @raptureisforme
I’m convinced that this is about one’s belief in God.
When things that could cause doubt or disbelief come, one should get rid of them, right?
It makes total sense. Nice.
I like the speed.
I believe you have never really been tempted or seduced.
thanks @clemency, chizorom, ablyguy,dwilliams…..@kaycee, well…tempatations are so called cz dey are meant to be overcome….but u said a writer is not always his work, remember?….tx for commentn all d same