Addiction
A wanton broad, this babe called chance,
she'll screw your thoughts with just one glance.
She'll rule your mind, emotion's maze.
she'll mock and taunt - your fortress raze.
And in your nakedness she'll smile,
disarm you with pervasive guile.
It's why you'll gamble once again,
instead your ace becomes a ten.
Addiction is your hook, your chain,
you're bound with fevered, dark disdain.
You live to die in empty arms,
your mistress sneers, your shame embalms.
For I have known temptation's wiles,
her way destroys, your will defiles.
She's evil's whore, yet I'm enslaved,
this road to hell with barbs is paved.
But just in time the Spirit came,
He bound my heart and called my name.
Subdued the demon in my soul.
restored the wall and paid the toll.
R.Owen 9/10/2021
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Author Notes
I was a drunken alcoholic, a compulsive gambler, heavyish smoker
when God intervened in my life, told me to stop drinking, gambling and smoking, restored my soul, and stole away the need to gamble. Held back the desire and gave me hope where there was a desert of hopelessness. It is the lack of hope that provokes.
I was never afraid of death really, but this world has no answers if you want to know true hope, When that day arrives when life is taken, we all stand naked as the day we were born, there is no difference from the rich man, the brilliant musician, doctor, saint or sinner, poor man, beggar, we are divested of wealth, life and hope! what then?
You may say, it will not matter? But what if there is a reckoning?
How do you know there is not?
Hebrews 9:27-28 And as it is appointed unto men once to die, but after that the judgement.
So then Christ was once offered to bear the sins of many: and unto them that look for Him shall He appear a second time without sin unto salvation.
Isaiah 51:12 Your perpetual ruins shall be rebuilt. You will re-establish the ancient foundations, You will be called the One who repairs broken walls the One who makes the streets inhabitable again.
Thanks for reading. R.Owen
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