Poetry

Divine Dialogue Conversations That Bind

by Scott McGrath 
05/30/20
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Titus 3:3
Trapped swapping insults with my old nemesis

Proverbs 15:28
Wicked mouth gushing out evil’s catharsis

1 Corinthians 8:1
Puffing up authority using verbal dialysis

1 Corinthians 3:2
But this worn soundtrack’s led to milk-fed stasis

Matthew 6:15
A five year old offense is my sin’s genesis

Hebrews 12:2
Eyes fixed on revenge now drive fantasy’s premises

Romans 12:21
Overcome by dark in forgiveness’ antithesis

Matthew 7:26
House built on sand feed self-worth crisis

Hebrews 12:15
Bitter root’s vengeance defiles all practices

Proverbs 19:3
But it’s God railed against in heart’s final analysis

Let us lay aside every weight
Days I spent dialoging with hate

In the which ye also walked some time
For my enemies I only desired crime

He that hideth hatred with lying lips
Untransformed hate becomes a dictatorship

If any man has a quarrel against any
A quarrel with one evolved to a quarrel with many

Being grieved for the hardness of their hearts
My mind’s strife began with promise not to start

Ecclesiastes 7:9
Hatred thrived in my lap’s enormities

1 John 3:15
This hatred will murder heaven’s eternities

1 John 4:8
Why won’t God just delete my enmities?

Luke 11:26
Can’t seem to sweep my soul free of deformities

Romans 12:2
Stale mind shrouds sin wrapped with worldly levities

James 2:13
My lack of mercy betrayed Thy Word’s fidelities

Galatians 2:20
Anger & envy only die seeking Christ affinities

Philippians 2:3
Must forfeit vain conceit and false superiorities

Luke 6:35
Now seeking rivals to include in communities

Revelation 20:11
To be blessed with Great White Throne immunities

                                                    Also take no heed unto all words spoken
                                               Words that stick are words affirming broken

                                                       For the flesh lusteth against the Spirit
                                          Faith ignores slurs while pride gives them merit

                                                             Cease from anger & forsake wrath
                                          But those barbs still subtract in my soul’s math

                                            Commune with your own heart upon your bed
                                                 Let words in verse supplant words in head

                                                No man having put his hand on the plough
                                                   Unbind me from then to free me for now