Awakening

A Poem by Apollos

If you have blind spots then why not get your vision restored?

Let’s be clear.
We have nothing to fear.
Shed a tear.
Your Old Self is no where near.

How do you know what you don’t know?
How can I be accountable to you if I’m not accountable to me?
My body is shaking as my mind is forsaking.
How do I unlock this Awakening?

I’m in a period of deconstruction.
My soul is looking for function.
I look Left and I’m told that’s right.
Big Brother saying they will calm all frights.

Can’t see...
Is that when I should venture into the night?
Awaken from my slumber so I can access my inheritance’s plunder.
I place pride that divides under.

I renounce the lie I’ll be held in contempt.
I repent from thinking I’m not innocent.
I will not second guess that I can gain respect.
I will detect the Spirit’s influence.

He who has suffered in his body is done with sin.
As a result those evil desires don’t reside within.
Enough time given in the past.
Doing things that will never last.

Considered strange when you don’t plunge into the same flood of dissipation.
Heaping abuse on the things you refuse to do.
Preach to the dead.
That they may see who is The Head.

Judge the body.
Live by the Spirit.
The end is near to all who hear it.

Love deeply.
Cover weak feats.
Repent weekly.
Use your gifts frequently.

Speak as if a Prophet.
Serve not only with your pocket.
Praise even when they mock it.
May His glory in you rise like a rocket.

Don’t be surprised at the trials.
Extra miles for more files.
Don’t be vile amidst their denial.
Be Good so that you may complete your personhood.