She’s Healing

Child grows up

Graced up with superpowers

Yes, superpowers to overcome her fears

Though the road isn’t straight

The vacation isn’t pleasant

She knows deep down that she’s brave

She’s got the powers

More than wonder-woman

She’s got real power and courage

And she’s defeating the demons

One at a time

Yes, she’s got superpowers

She’s telling her stories

And one day we will all as always

Be proud of her

As we see her on our TV’s

Empowering young woman!

The enemies meant it for evil

But Grace turned it for her honour!

FYI – this is a follow up with https://mrchrislove.com/2019/06/10/remove-the-stigma/

Dead To The Fear of Death

What is stronger than death if we will all die?

How strong is death if its part of life?

If we will die someday why should we be afraid of death?

Yet, we will not all die because One died for us all

He paid the prize so we will all become change for Him

We are dead to the fear of death

Death died before we were even born

And we resurrected with the power over death

Immortality is brought back to light

So let us let our lights so shine before men

That they see our fearlessness over death

And glorify the One who paid the prize

For death has no power over the risen

Happy Victory Life

MY ORDER IS ON THE WAY

I weep all night, my room is Niagara Fall

Yet no one cares to pay a visit even for a free view

The things I used to love now torment my soul

Even in Fall my tears aint dried up.

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I was born in fall and my leafs dried up

But where there is fall, snow falls even much more

Turn a snowman, they say, so you can survive the weather

The little breeze in my heart keep me living.

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Ice queen tried to slow me like flurry

I had to skip her like dishes

A. Gabriel, my courier is on the way

Don’t salivate brother, my order is not to be shared.

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T’Challa waiting for Cinderella to grow up

But what can unite these two parallel worlds?

Mum said love’s arsenal transcends all barriers

Now I want to speak with bae but it’s all scripted.

A Prisoner of Love

Ticking clock, hastening age, dashing dreams

Malnourished, thirsty and starving

Love deficient, hopeless faith, fleeting life

A dying heart needing CPR, no paramedics.

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Never been taught what love’s like, never imagined I could love

Thought love is only in Hollywood

But if love is Hollywood, we are forever doomed to be selfish

Love was long dead, forgotten, and now abstract.

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Meeting you made me a doctor of Love

A dying patient becoming a doctor?

Your love makes my heart functional

Your love changes everything.

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I lost everything just to gain patience

A covering for the rainy days

Raincoat not just an umbrella that covers part

My light in my dark hours.

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Every ticking clock ignites the flame of unfeignedly boundless love

The thought of you polishes the rough edges of my limbic system

Your love is the experience of lifetime

Eternity in perspective.

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A love from the heart not books

A love that last not like last

A love on giving, but first the heart

A love that speaks very loud to the deaf even without words.

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I am now a prisoner of love

A prisoner with no one to bail

Chained to your lotus blossoming tender-kindness

Guarded by your dove-charmed breastplate, I’m forever secured and yours!