I MUST DIE TO LIVE


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Categories: Article, Poetry, Spiritual, Writing,

My nature is my enemy,
Nothing good is me,

My body yearns for the world's pleasure;
The sweet wine...
The beautiful women...
Rich and handsome men...
All this kills my soul.

My body works with my emotions,
When it’s positive,
it’s good,
When it’s negative, 
it’s bad,
and takes control away.

When I’m sad,
I drink my sorrows away,
or attempt to end it all,
and feel no pain.

When I'm sad,
I go lay my worries...
at the foot of fornication...
Idolatry...
Or worse death.

I absorb the filth, 
and do all my body enjoys,
but it kills my soul,
I know but it's nature.

When I’m Angry,
I plot revenge;
In the process...murder, 
maybe not weapons,
 but my mind...
Social media...
And my mouth.

I satisfy my body,
All my body wants,
kills my soul.

I must die for my soul to live...
For my soul to prosper, 
I die...
give my life to Christ...
and take his.

Hephzy Roberts

by Hephzibah Published

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