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You have always rescued,
You search for the unfound,
Your vision is misconstrued,
I am not lost, just don't want to be found,
I don't need saving,
My pen does the engraving,
I know who and where I'm at,
Just leave it that.
- Jencie Arnold.
Sometimes in my life's darkest moment it's my pen that writes me through and likewise that's when I'm the most inspired. When human claims to be your saving grace it's usually laced with a need to feel power and control over another. https://m.facebook.com/venjenciecliftonarnold
#SacredInkedBlood Author Ven
J Arnold
Is it about you or God,
Does your religion teach hate,
A bed of roses may not be your life,
But it is was Jesus who wore the thorns of strife,
Don't judge but show love everyday,
God will sort us out on judgment day,
Live your life so when you die,
Nice things people say won't be a lie,
If you're going to be religious,
Instead of a nut be a fruit spiritually delicious,
It's good to talk the talk,
More pleasing to walk the walk,
If you keep your eyes on God above,
Then how can you not know love.
I fall short every day and God knows it. We often complain and we judge others but we have no right. It was Jesus who suffered and wore the thorns so that we might be saved and love one another without condemnation.
https://m.facebook.com/venjenciecliftonarnold
looking d
                 o
                   w
                      n on this earth,
the moon sheds iridescent liquid pearl gems,  
Lamenting FOR EARTH,
                             a earth that's pregnant
                                            with
                               sorrowful burdens,
how must I not feel despair,
feeling the moon's magnificent repercussions of sudden eruption,
feeling of sheer dread,
tearfully pleading for it to end,


In shock, for a moment,
muted are my words,
my tongue asleep,
Fingers crave, mind agonized...
martyred for words.

My pen bleeds ink,
innovating a remdesivir,
to cure the world,
if only there were a cure for
ONE
   &
ALL!

To cure the world of the pandemic burdens of HATE, INJUSTICE and VIOLENCE,
but until then,
we must not dabble in silence!
~SacredInkedBlood
In light of these recent events I feel that we should stand up boldly and not be silenced. We should stand united. It never had to come to any of this if it had of never been started by Racist Americans. It should've been nipped in the bud 400 years ago. Equality and all of mankind should've been treated with the same respect. But 1 group of people or 1 bad apple can ruin it for so many. Anytime you  have people who believe that they are better than other's and should have more rights then as you see everyone is at each other. Even friends & family become divided on these controversial topics. Are there any fair leaders out there ready to step up that are humane, intelligent, reasonable, mature and compassionate? Or is it too late for this world today? Is it all bases on dollar signs, power and greed from here on put until the end? Either way speak up against injustice. Thank you. .
#AuthorVenJArnold #SacredInkedBlood #VenjencieCliftonArnold https://m.facebook.com/VenjencieCliftonArnold  The Cure written on the 8th day of June in the year of 2020.Be blessed in this crazy world🙏
"Time"
Time can be cruel,
it waits for who it chooses,
other's it refuses,
It drags on by,
for some who are in sorrow and pain,
for some it moves quickly,
when finally happiness is their gain,

Time has a mind of it's own,

who it picks or why is unknown,
For some, time goes by kindly slow,
when their lives hold happiness,
it stops to let it grow,
it'll fly...
they don't suffer before they die,
Time is no particular friend of mine,
Purposely dISrUPting this life,
that I've always known.
~SacredInkedBlood
@©Author Ven J. Arnold
June 2029
From my experience I've found TIME, to be a purposeful enemy to some, but I don't understand it. Why does it not go slower for some who are having happiness but for other's it'll slow down so they can smell the roses longer. It punishes some while giving other's privileges.
I keep wondering why
it’s so hard to be human
happiness is fleeting and
we can’t win against time
we chase after the sun only
to burn at the last second
we get attached to what
we will inevitably lose
we’re already at the mercy
of our own minds yet
we keep hurting each other
it’s so hard to be human and
I keep wondering why
Looking upon you, through my blue eyes, but I can't lie and say it was unintentional nor did your imagination make me up, Let's never say goodnight nor stop after the virtual sunlight. - Venjencie Clifton Arnold
My dearest Omni, let it be me.
A little collab as a rey to Omni's "Unintentional" https://hellopoetry.com/poem/3844007/unintentional/
I hope he doesn't mind.
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