Temporary Accomodation or Permanent Residence?

If you had millions of pounds, would you build upon this sickened land?

Or delegate to fight poverty, knowing the poor had emptiness in hand.

We should not set our eyes on covetous wealth? Because suddenly it’s gone

For riches certainly make themselves wings, to us, no longer belongs.

When the righteous are in authority, the people will rejoice,

So when the wicked rule, people mourn, because they have no choice.

To an inheritance incorruptible and undefiled and does not fade away

Reserved for us in heaven, for our God has made a way.

He tells us do not love, or the things of the world, for the father is not in him,

For all that is in, the lust of the flesh, the pride of life, a sign of human sin.

Would we rather be stay in this temporary residence, filled with hate, marred by social warring disease?

Or His permanent residence, bringing heaven to earth,

His perfected, place of PEACE.


Petula Hippolyte/ Freelance Writer/ Blogger/ Writer908.Wordpress.com

Author: Theo Ambrose

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