Beleiveth

A Poem by Apollos

Where dem Skeptics at?

Anointed with the oil of gladness.
Free from being the maddest at our country going Fascist.
Bashed for speaking on racism when our world is no longer looking at it through its glasses.
Not for the masses as my revelation focuses on godly satisfaction full of passion.

Spoken to our forefathers.
Through the prophets.
At many times.
In various ways.

Now hear The Son.
Appointed heir of everyone.
Big Bang!
His radiance coming back like a boomerang.

Sustaining by the Spoken Word.
Purification of all things absurd.
Right Hand of His Majesty.
Other angels can’t handle the gravity.

Sorry Luke.
Darth Dad spoke to this Jew.
“You are my Son.
Today I have become your Father”

Or better yet...
Don’t you fret...
“I will be His Father,
And He WILL be my Son”

Angels worship Him.
Speaking of them.
They flow with the wind.
While His servants have Flames of Fire within.

His Throne will last forever.
Righteousness as His Scepter.
Nah Boi you ain’t clever.
You’ve never had a joy that rises inside.

Laid the foundations of the earth.
Heavens the work of His hands.
Your demands will perish.
His Parish will always remain.

You’re gonna wear out like a garment.
Stop being a varmint.
Roll you up into the Robe of Righteousness.
Your sin, you’ll want to be far from it.

Angels ministering.
Bypassing those soliciting.
Sent to serve.
Those who prefer to know their worth.

Pay more careful attention.
To what we have heard.
Don’t drift away.
How dare disobey such a Great Parley?

What is man that you are mindful of him?
Son of man that You care for him?
Crowned him with glory & honor.
Everything under him, feet fitted with Prada.

God left nothing that overcomes Him.
Yet at the present time...not everything is subject to Him.
Tasted death.
So He could be your breath.

Quite the test to bring many Sons to glory.
Ever so holy.
Author of Salvation.
Made perfect through degradation.

Not declaring segregation.
Accepting Brothers from every Nation.
“I will declare Your Name to my Brothers;
in the presence of the congregation I will sing Your praises”

Hands raised.
“I will put my trust in Him.
Here Am I”
And there is Them.

Shared our humanity.
Overcame insanity.
Bypassed death.
Freed the slaves. Who’s next?

Like His Brothers in every way.
Merciful & Faithful so they don’t see the grave.
Suffered when He was tempted.
Transforming Pimps into Princes.

Big Brother.
Sin under.
Looking for the next One to uncover.
Spirit hover.

Oh bother...
I’ve gone through some trauma.
What you looking at Lil Mama?
Yeah I drive a Honda.

Liberia is not as cool as Wakanda.
I avoid the drama.
Who even is the Dalai Lama?
Yahweh’s grace is the true Nirvana.

Full of confidence.
Yet still awkward.
Horror picture.
Every time I visit the barber.

New Years Eve.
When did she fathom death in her atoms?
Believeth to perplexeth our suppressors.
Professor X, I will unwind the carnal mind.

Carcasses of narcissists.
How can I argue with a Zombie Chimp?
You a Simp if you identify with sinnin’.
Focus on being a Citizen and free your mind from its prison.