Cold Mondays - EDITED VERSION
By Ina B.
Cold comes, the wind blows
There, it rains, here it snows
The enemies take cheap blows;
So poor in character, all they have is filthy #cash
washes the debris
And hidden things come to light
Rain is like nature doing laundry
It cleans the streets, but not the #money
To have clean hands, you must have a clean #heart
And clean hearts are hard to come by when the only talent in art is a con
But as the rain drips, the adversary can expect a few slips
To hold someone hostage for so long must get tricky when God sets the bond.
Riding their chariots for as long as they can
flooded in the Nile they will be
and bellies full of water will sink low;
unless of course, confessions of transgressions are made public
sincerely, with humility, before it’s too late
can be told and lies have no hold.
Drip drop, tick toc
What will be, will be.
is available, but hardened liars turn to rust
like abandoned ships because they cursed him, whom they should have set free.
Oppression of one who is set aside, one who is blessed, a descendant of a holy people.
He will see redemption under a steeple
Humbly crying, carrying a #Bible
he is mocked for;
Feeding the homeless with a weary heart.
His adversaries bake in the #sun
Soon, they will see wrath when the gates close.
They know what they do;
it’s not forgiveness they seek, its control & power.
Yet power can’t be bought with #gold
Soon their disguise will be washed when the waters rise.
There’s is still time
Or will you rebel until you pay the last filthy dime?
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(Gen 12:3) #Israel #GodBlessIsrael #Passover #Repentance