History of the Man

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
A ballad. This piece is published in The Ronin Express, volume II, available on Amazon.com.

Submitted: October 01, 2012

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This is the history of a man

Holding my future in his hand

He spoke to me as if I was a Lady

I have been one ever since:

 

Revelations lay in time gone past

Speaking volumes of a mind forecast

To serve a burden and an ugly cross to bear

No hope at all,  A damning voice declared

 

Rue the day a babe fell ill

Mountains reduced to lonely hills

Appear that man who loved me so

He swore he had no stone to throw

 

Unshackle me, a slave set free

Holy spirit's royalty

The ocean's deep, dark waters rise

Deceitfully...Fear magnifies

 

Confidence shattered as a vase of roses will

Golden dust blown out of a window sill

Herein the ashes of a fire snuffing out

Angel upholding crippled wings, devout

 

Whispers of a ghost, frail sanity compels

"I hold you close my dear, through days of holy hell"

Trials rain, per agony of grief

Vanishing sins, akin the hardened thief

 

Here am I, a rescued shame

I vow my breath to bless Your Name

His tender hands unkindle tears

Else scared to death ten thousand fears

 

A proud man, no.  A wise one: Yes

Noble as he? Sight fail suggest

A mustard seed he sowed indeed

Yet how a man sows, less than a man reap

 

Can this be done? A soul redeemed?

Behold, surprise: The Prince of Peace

A vine sprouts forth the garden lattice

Displays the past as merely practice

 

The vine is strong, his roots shot deep

What come dark day, that you could eat?

Be careful lips of what you say

You know not how a curse you lay

 

To damn a babe as sun to shade

Slay judgment rash, strike YHVH's wrath

As for the man, he doth declare:

From one spark grows a woman fair

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To a friend who sticks closer than a brother, The El Shaddai. Almighty YHVH, Your Name is exalted through all time and space. Yours truly,

Glinda Bustamante  

 

You can save a lot on college by learning calligraphy and making your own diploma.


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