Temples, built by religious fanatics

Enveloped in beauty, for the admiration of men

And those stones that were used to build them

In the end, On each other, none shall ever fit

As the temples will be broken down to bits.

What was inscribed on two tablets of stones for humanity’s doom

Ended when the WIND rolled away the stone from the tomb.

That CORNERSTONE alone,

That holds two walls together

On the revelation of that Stone

Shall the church be built, and not on Peter.

It is to that Stone that David sings.

And that was the Stone in David’s sling.

That Stone that was rejected by men

Also rejected the stoning of an adulteress

For he who was without sin then

Was permitted to cast his stone first.

And as Stephen was stoned to death

He lifted up his eyes

And looked beyond the skies

And saw He who was lifted up from the earth.

And in the middle of that lonely desert

When the devil demanded the turning of stones into bread

He was bitterly defeated with and by the Word.

I shall forever pray this

That His praises shall remain on my lips on a daily bases.

And my worship shall continually raise Him

That He would never have to raise stones to praise Him.

But very soon, the CHIEF CORNERSTONE

Shall return in glory.

To a place where the streets are made of precious stones,

He will take with him all who carried their crosses daily.

This is what happens when you listen to too much of HILLSONG’s CORNERSTONE  album. I’ve just been thinking about stones in  the bible the whole day. And this is the result.

And yet they want me to be 6 feet beneath it.

No matter how crazy this may sound

I really need you to believe it.

For at night when i fall asleep

The very moment my mind is at peace

They sleep not

But they creep and plot

OF How to make my flesh their feast.

For your own benefit

Vacate these premises

I don’t believe in Karma or Nemesis

But i only believe in the author of Genesis

The question is

Have we met before

SO what have i got to do with you?

What on earth has a carnivore

Got to do with eating fruits???

I know they probably wished i would have died at birth

But i was still born.

Obviously i’m here, so then i wasn’t STILL-BORN.

WELL. i can’t stand the impudence

Of evil-influenced

People, who want to sabotage a brother

Though i AM not a mathematical instrument,

But in my little kingdom i am that ruler.

I am not being paranoid, I’m only facing reality

And getting familiar with the fact that we all have an enemy.

This truth lies above all the lies they’ve been telling me.

Honestly, i’m ready to face that enemy squarely.

So i won’t swerve

Neither will i take that CURVE

Because I’m BOLD enough to face that STORM –  BLACKBERRY.

So dear LORD I’m at your feet like birkenstock

Raise me above the heads of my enemies like dreadlocks.

And i shall forever proclaim that i am sincerely yours.

Though they wish to see me hang on a rope

I choose to hang on hope

And hold tightly to the feet of he who died on the cross.