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ABOUT THIS POEM
It is compared to a mustard seed
And like a garden, pop-up weeds
Among the weeds is food indeed
Nourishing the body is what we
need It is there here and
everywhere Ever elusive always
present An eye-opener to the joy
of many Keep believing reliving
such sorrow For the joy of it that
comes tomorrow know yourself
and serve Jehovah to find the joy
that is there tomorrow.
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HEAVEN GATE
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
poem by: Kenvil Atkins
Written on Feb 20, 2024
Why casteth thyself, evil man
Know you not that we are all
Prisoner of Death
The soul that sinneth must die
The living know that they will die
But the dead knowe nothing why
Rebirth to a newcomer takes over
Life is earnest but the grave is its goal
Dust thou art and to dust returneth
There is no partial discrimination
All nations will suffer the same notion
When the ship of death sales the ocean
It is far too late Death Angel will not wait
Some will travel the road to the pearly gate
Others will find out but it's much too late
That the gate man awaits you for this is fate
Know you, not you can't enter with that much hate
There is nothing to boast about here oh what a waste
Into the Mist/Poems Vol 8
Kenvil Atkins Lewis poetry Oasis / Timeless poetry series
HEAVEN GATE DONT BE LATE