Storming Love

STORMING LOVE
I wonder from Edom it comes from
To be a crown beauty of the land
From long… None has given an ear nor eyes to see…
One rousing himself to lay hold
And cause him to melt by power of errors
To devastate mountains and killer hills
Dry all vegetation and reedy pool
With garments of glowing colors
Who is honorable in his clothing's?
To speak elatedly about his glory
Marching on the abundance of his power
Instead of copper to give gold; to give silver instead of iron
But reserve gold and diamond to appoint the heart
As an overseer and task assigner.
To rebel against the hurt spirit, and make the heart hard against fear
To ripple the heavens apart and keep trading in anger
When fire ignites the brushwood's
To eat the recourses of the blood and trample down in raucous
Spurting blood sparkling upon the heart
To pollute the inner spirit to die
Making kings stymie, slave, and serves.
The tyrants praise and worship; the rich kneels and prattle with jerk
Touching the safety of their limbs and lives
Fly with joy but come in biter hour
Something judge in glory and power
To enforce its meaning in the moral sphere and beg to blame variations in the general sense
If one means well …
Why feels queasy?
Not to cure the jealousy of the wrath
............ SIMON S.Y. NKETIAH MARKETING CONSULTANT and HUMAN RESOURCE STRATEGIST

Author: SIMON S.Y. NKETIAH

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