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ABOUT THIS POEM
Sometimes i sit and wonder and in
my wonderment i found, a
celestial lasting peace of mind, i
recalled things long gone past, and
somehow I ponder if I was not
given a gift of remembrance, gifts
are from Almighty God Jehovah.
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Irremovable Kenvil Atkins
In the distance past
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LIFE BIVOUAC
LIFE BIVOUAC
Words from the heart spoken are never a lie
choose your words carefully and let them fly
Kind words are spoken with love my oh my
Cruel and harsh words what a shame to die
on your lips are poisons dart stinks like a fat
Pass on a good word if you have a pure heart
Love your enemies was it not written at that?
The heart reveals one true colour where it is at
So today begin your day its just plain facts
That the love you give has not been wasted on Jack
To be redeemed yes all through your life’s bivouac
Kenvil Atkins Lewis poet.
Timeless Poetry Series / Raw Energy
IRREMOVABLE ME
poem by: Kenvil Atkins
Written on Feb 18, 2024
What happens when an irremovable object
Now meets here an unstable force of nature
I the poet was gifted with brilliance all wager
Strength and vigilance a gift from Jehovah
I the poet blessed with long-term memory
Just as the dew penetrates the misty morning
My senses multiply by the dawning without warning
Conquering time and space as if tomorrow
My recollection of joy and sorrow ever so humble
Portraying distance figures dancing in the light of day
Judges who come forth to say life itself is a better way
Israel above all will stay Jehovah's promise will not die
Judgement opens the pearly skies and angels take flight
A harvest of souls was it not spoken by the prophet of Allah
My memory recalls a distant pass to bring again here at last
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