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brandon nagley Mar 2017
A Grecian statue I am, a confined creation; a harbinger, a shouter of biblical presages. Only here to tell of God's word, of Christ's love offered to voices silenced.

To the rich, poor, sick, down-and-out;
To boys, men, women, children-
Girls.

None pen nor pencil or writing tool needed, for the Lord's blood was
Shed for all the lost and
Mistreated,

Tis Satan was defeated.

Christ gave up the holy-ghost,
As thus his soul left that cross,
Buried, Rose again the third
Day; for God succeeded,
The devil lost.

Mine time is almost up now,
For mine job is almost done;
Soon I'll go meet mine savior,
As I prayest that Jesus Christ
Wilt be the one.

The one who thou shalt call out
To, for tis Jesus Christ that saves,
The way, the truth, the life;

The water that never runs dry,
The way to heaven up past the sky,
The bread of life that wilt make thee full,
The son of God who died for me,

The son of God who died for you......

© Brandon nagley
© Lonesome poets poetry
© Prophetic poetry
Word meanings-
Grecian; relating to ancient Greece.
Harbinger; a person or thing that announces or signals the approach of another.
presage; of an event) be a sign or warning that (something, typically something bad) will happen.)
None; Is archaic for no.
Tis; it is.
Mine; is (my) in archaic form.
Prayest;pray.
Wilt;will.
Thou;you.
Thee; also means you.
Notice in this poem I use old poetry as I always do but mixed in the new at end of poem where I say you. Because it's for all mankind salvation in Jesus Christ as he was crucified on the cross suffering for all mankind and Rose again the third day that ALL MAY have eternal life. Will you accept him today? Please read below find out how to be saved in Jesus Christ before to late. Time is running out, as I'm here only to show you truth and Christ's love for each and every one of you. Pray you accept that love today... Read below the links I leave underneath it's how to make Jesus Christ your Savior today, tonight wherever you are and put some facts what's happening now, what's coming to your world your world gvt doesn't want you to know. It's very serious and so many are asleep well time to wake up I pray you'll accept Jesus Christ before the hours late and it's the midnight hour just about. Please read links asap.

http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1837677/serious-note-not-poemyour-time-is-running-out-readerjudgement-is-coming-to-the-world-read-find-out-how-to-escape-tribulation-coming/

Link two; speaking on part of destruction coming though much more will go with it as our Bible spoke.

http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1874075/nibirus-approach-thy-end-is-close/
lover, melt my kiss
like mist drifting from the sea
on the tide's dark leaves.
I could feel the tension
I could feel all the blood in me
settling to the bottom, within my feet
my feet, now red, under pressure
pulling me down, I could not seem
to fight the weight that was
pulling me down, down and down

my feet now full, now red, like a bucket
full of water, ready to spill, ready to give way
my feet now ready to burst and set free
the tensed blood for once and for all

-Kaya
  Mar 2017 brandon nagley
Don Bouchard
I heard my mother's song,
Sounds of breakfast,the kitchen radio,
Smell of bacon on the rattling stove,
Heard the slapping wood and wire screen door.

Window open to the sounds of birds:
Liquid flute-songs of meadowlarks,
Chirruping robins on the lawn,
Raucous coughing calls of crows,
The rooster bragging out his strutting call.

Breezes lifted the wet scent of sod,
The ever present smells of earth fresh tilled,
And musty odors of last year's hay.
Life on the farm moving twilight to day...
Everything conspiring to call me to play.
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