'Kraft Cheese'
© Raul Cortes Jr. 9-13-2021
As I lay down on my half-filled air mattress. . .
With barely enough energy to write, as my mind stares at tactics. . .
Of opposition, heavenly father, upon you, I cast my cares.
Been praying for an attractive female companion & it appears, she's not there.
Prophet daniel, had to pray & fast for weeks to get through atmospheres.
At times I wonder if I'll ever get answers & if I obey the creator, then I can't fear.
I'm like a power plant, resting on bad soil indeed.
All I need is a brand new habitat, so I can reach maximum royalty.
The devil roams around, to devour he seeks.
Satan comes not, but for to steal, kill & destroy, then accuse you of this feat.
The blood of Yeshua, manifested through the word. . .
Is it thicker than the violent-air, where my prayer goes unheard?
When I suppress negative energy & emotional pain. . .
A shadow of arrogance surrounds me, this highstrung spirit I hope to restrain.
Yeshua told his disciples, "follow me after you pick up your cross".
Insulted, arrested, framed, lied about, singled out, crucified...He paid the cost.
I've been gifted with the ability to regenerate & to heal the sick.
So there are haters with occult power to collectively conceal my gift.
If they can't use you then they try to lose you.
If you're squared in your faith, no matter what circle, can't always tell who's who.
I can confess the dirt I did.
But usurpers can't admit the dirt they threw on the kid.
Impersonators steal my intellectual property.
They infringe on my digital privacy.
Manipulation & control, it starts to spread from your biology.
But they get back what they put out, it is written in prophecy.
So by all means, record the audio, film the video & let it suit your narration.
All craftiness will get burnt up, like Kraft cheese endlessly microwaving.
The heat keeps turning up, as I get older.
A golden opportunity, to escape this cold world when the holyspirit no longer solder.
©polo
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