Mercy is such a beautiful word with forgiven intentions
At times with Heavenly interventions
A hug at the moment to ease ill-related tensions
No shoes on my feet I’m soaking wet
I don’t know you man we just met
Have mercy on me and let me warm my hands
I understand
But no, you’re a man
Who is wet, with no shoes
If you give me a blanket, you will never lose
Door slammed in my face
A Heavenly Angel walking this Earth for the first time feeling human disgrace
Could you help me with some food please
My cup held up, I’m begging on my knees
I got mine you could get yours
Another opportunity slammed by a door
Michael the Archangel sighs in disbelief
My Heavenly Father’s son got nailed for all this Earthly grief
Help me someone, he’s got my purse
I sprinted into action, no shoes, wet, hungry, but ready to serve
Police shows up, the woman is now confused
Ahh...the man was black, I…I think he didn’t have on any shoes
Curious eyes darted over to me
The purse in my hand, I’m guilty as can be
The woman’s eyes looked at me with disgust
Mistrust
My Heavenly creed I had to somehow mentally adjust
The judge looks at my Moorish face
I felt like an Angel who had fallen from grace
Condemned by the color of my skin
Guilty as charged guilty as sin
The woman hugs her attorney her revengeful eyes enlarged
No remorse from her actions silently discharged
As I’m being led away
I heard the woman say
See you can’t trust people like that
Their sneaky as sewer rats
Judgement Day
Sins of old speak with words to say
As the Archangel, I stand to the right of God’s throne
I look at the weary faces, to decide their fate will not take that long
A woman bows her head. Her life is read in spans
My child have you been kind to woman or to man
Yes, I go to daily worship I give my weekly ties
I’ve never stole, or even told lies
I pray on my knees every night
Accepting everyone in my eyes as being right
As the commandment thy should never lie
Have you complied
Yes, at best
Are you sure my child
Take a moment and think a good while
Yes, I have nothing to fear
Okay then my dear
Two roads to lead my feet
Your destiny you shall soon meet
Would you like to repent from the lie you just told
Not me, my life’s history is the guide to one of those roads
Hell, hath no fury like a woman scorned
In life you had an Angel adorned
With a number in the system
Stigmatized as a black man with a striped uniform and plastered to his shirt, a long injustice digit
And you stand before Me on Judgment Day and lie
As your life continues to flash by
I am not an Earthy dictator
Your fate given by Me, your Heavenly Creator
For this, you will be confined to hell’s damnation
Down with the other liars with no reincarnations
But…but...wait
The woman looks up in shame, ready to debate
This ruling no soul shall anticipate
You orchestrated the life of another
His color of another mother
You showed no remorse or Earthly shame
And you never even knew his name
He came to your defense when you cried out to Me
You were too blinded by his skin color is all you could see
For this, there is no second chance
In regards to such a hideous circumstance
Hatred, Bigotry, Discrimination
Will never stand on feet in My Heavenly congregation
Remember
Hebrews 13:2
It’s ordained by Me to you
“Do not neglect to show hospitality to strangers, for thereby some have entertained angels unawares.”
So, beware
To treat everyone kind
So, you will never find
When your life span flashes back
No one wants their determination to enter My Divine Kingdom thrown out of whack
We all want to hear with joyous eyes of tears
A job well done
Yes, I am a determined one
No more time to atone
This day I have been blessed to sit with God on his Heavenly throne
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