The room I enter
Is full of people
Flushed from too much
Wine and laughter
Flirting, teasing, hoping
Category: poem
Power, Poetry by Verletta Kyer
He doesn’t like your victory and neither the spiritual flow.
Power is given to the swift and the strong.
Power is given to those that are racing towards God’s throne.
Many are reaching and leaping high for life eternity.
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