#unblessed
The resurrected dead rouses not the dead
In sunshine candles open not any eyes
But a whispery hush suffices for the living
And the sighted sees in the darkest depths
Miracles are not for the dead but the living
Jezebel vowed to **** and Israel yet idolatrous
Parables, crafted tales, to mislead and hide
But turned to wine quenching mourning spirits
Millions are hidden and unknown, oppressed
By chance, without knowledge or intent, one,
by the wicked, blessed, but by miracle, Israel
remains unblessed, untouched by wickedness
Jun 20, 2025
Jun 20, 2025 at 2:21 AM UTC
Unguarded fool! Know this,
Thy kind words and thy gifts
Had bought for thee a mortal bliss,
Yet never healed the rifts
Within; no love redacts
The balance unredressed,
Despite thy wanton saintly acts
Thy remnants lay unblessed
Aug 30, 2014
Aug 30, 2014 at 9:02 PM UTC