Poem to a fallen brother

I'm not sure how you've turned out the way you have,

You used to smell like a rose, but now your scent has gone bad.

I see you decompose

And I can only wonder how this happened.

I want to alert you,

But your pride is fastened

Securely to the achievements that have poisoned your

Core and spread through your vains.

It assures your brain that the deceit your living is not vein.

But the man you've become is so removed now that you can't feel the Holy Spirit as it cries out within you

My God is in pain!

Yet you feel no shame

Because you preach righteousness- but it's not the same!

Aren't you saved by the Holy Spirit?

- Then why aren't you convicted by it??

You've traded Holiness for Grit?!

Because the honeycomb tastes sweet to the unsatisfied soul,

- This wanton monster knows no control!!

I just stand back and watch as your construction unfolds,

And pray for the destruction that I know can save your soul.

I want to say the destruction I know WILL save your soul

But now I'm not so sure that of the Holy Spirit you are born...

And so my heart is forlorn as it weeps,

"Lord mercy- He knows not what he has done. He does not know what he has become."

by Gracefaith

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Anon 6 years ago

1 John 4:8 God is Love.

1 John 4:20 Whoever claims to love God yet hates a brother or sister is a liar. For whoever does not love their brother and sister, whom they have seen, cannot love God, whom they have not seen. 21 And he has given us this command: Anyone who loves God must also love their brother and sister.

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katrinasui 6 years ago

Graceface, this is a lovely poem. Keep on writing.

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