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[title] => All When Good Men Do Nothing
[time] => 2006-07-13 15:15:34
[hometext] => Yahweh said to Hosea: Go, marry a whore... (Hosea 1:2).
[bodytext] => Strange, how that in valley ball, I always use to win Boys would chase me round the school and back again But when it came to true-love I’ve been at a disadvantage The good men, who did nothing, left it for fools advantage Yet God had a prophet marry an ‘unfaithful’ prostitute And I married a sold-out fool, that wasn’t such a hoot It’s not that I’m competitive, except when it come to God I started young confronting Him about my Authority Rod Do others really now see me, a kingdom whole, complete When grief, for past fool’s fancy, has tied me to Christ feet Surrendering all, He knows the wall, to shelter me from pain Has destiny kept me locked away or was it defence of distain Men wish to put me on a pedestal or either beneath them, low I’ve travelled far, beyond the stars, to see where I must go There’s only one thing I hate, that’s silence from no response Truth’s priority (biblically) would seem of no real relevance Men leave me alone thinking I could never descend their level Destiny calls me higher when all I need is a mate, God’s bevel Silly to want a mate my own when all I need is comfort, shown Til counting the cost of my walk with God, of hatred blown [comments] => 4 [counter] => 261 [topic] => 24 [informant] => Lilly-Quill [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LoveRemembered )
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