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Your Issue is The Title
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Whatever your issue may be is what this poem is about
maryee spoken word mary e
Spoken word artist, Maryee, hailing from Central Texas. Her poetry covers spirituality, relationships, family, love, trials, pain, and women's issues.
Meet Maryee, a Christian spokenword artist, poet, and lyricist.
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Genre
Podcasts • Poetry
Charts
Peak #33
Peak in subgenre #10
Author
Maryee
Rights
2006
Uploaded
June 16, 2006
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MP3 3.1 MB • 128 kbps • 2:41
Story behind the song
reading the Bible one day.
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2-26-06 ominous It lurks, slinks, swaying, saying something devious, and sly... to seduce me to entice me to entrap me to encapsulate me At first I thought you came into my life to entertain me To take away mundane melancholy moments of trite un-sunlit grey skies and overcasty moonless nights. At second, I felt secure, with you, you sly fox but seemingly unsure of the subtle enmity slowly developing between you and me. I was fake as a 3 dollar bill You were standing in the gap as a known imposture But I impudently ignored ALL of the passive as well as overt warning signs- My eyes along with my good God given senses went on a hiatus... until further notice, No, until I noticed the spine of my back curling, irregularly in the most horrid shape- And I drink milk! And I work out EVERYDAY! I then noticed when looking in the mirror my face which I religiously mollycoddled often with the latest creams, moisturizers, astringents, make-up and the such... was now dark, scaly, puss-filled rancid, with absolutely no glow...full of rancor My face along with my thoughts, depraved from all innocence external and internal decadence seeping through my pores piercing even to the dividing asunder of my soul and my spirit, and of the joints and marrow, of me. They call if debilitation. It wants what it wants, you know. And when it's incessant constantly digging away with me, not IT unsheathing the sharp shiny metallic scalpel, slaying and assassinating ME And I did it...all by myself Now there are some things only God can do And some things only I can do. God, I hear You're in the restoration business. Your fine craftsmanship is displayed all over this place and in other venues my naked eye can't fathom here while I sit flailing in my self-made muck and mire. My part I understand is to simply stop, drop, and turn Turn away from...self mutilization and...find a better way a better way to love me to love You to love what is good and abhor what has obvious doom-filled fatal consequences on ME and MY life I want to live! I want to love! I want to do what ever it takes to get this monkey off my back! And if it means I need to stop, drop, and turn BELIEVE and RECEIVE I'm in
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