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"Praise the Lord All Ye People, For His Mercy and Kindness and Grace Endures Forever." (From Cynth'ya's paraphased Christ-following Experience).
Too bad that there are
so many folks out there. . .
thinkin' that they serve a dead Jesus. . .
a Jesus that hangs on a plastic mold of a tree
not the Jesus I see!
I see a Jesus that wants me to
finger-pop in the groove like it's Motown Night at the club;
hop on the balls of my high heel'd feet like I just hit "red" in a hot game of roulette,
clap my hands and do that outmoded wave as if the Pacers didn't have to go home in the playoffs,
run around the house all out of breath and excited as if the Florida Election Board admitted it made TWO mistakes!
that's how I think Jesus ought to be praised,
and guess what else, sportsfans. . .
if Hell wasn't already on fire I'd torch the place myself,
then I'd plead the fifth 'cause the devil ain't done me NO favors;
and ain't no shame riskin' being labeled an
Out of yo' mysterious mind human being who believes in
one God, clings to
one Truth, who knows the
ONLY contract she needs to abide by is
NOT some super-glued laminated ceremonial
credo. . .
and who knows for her OWN self the power of being a spiritually orgasmic Jesus-lover who broke all traditions, kept his focus, and made a whole lotta politicans mad as hell
who claim to be "the word of God"
in matters of souls that did not belong to them.
so yeah, I dare you ask me to proclaim that it ain't worth losin' my soul over some self-serving man or woman who thinks he or she knows my direction better than me.
Religion ain't worth
drillin' oil over, or
spillin' blood over. . . but e-VENT-tually,
we ALL end up gettin' planted in the same topsoil
called "MOTHER Earth"
where our bodies will lie silent,
and where the current spirit in hiding
can't help to party ALL eternity long.
So party UP at my funeral! Please baby please
PARTAY YUP Y'ALL, &
Give a shout out HOLY! HOLY! 'cause I don' know ONE fool for Jesus who wants to go to a well-behaved Heaven. . . where none of us are forced to wear any clothes.
© 2005 cynth’ya lewis reed
all rights reserv'd
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|Reviewed by Lois Christensen
|Holy HOly Holy, I shout it out loud this night. Love God and this write. Celebrations are probably in store up there as everything else is supposed to be there. Live it up here on earth too, I say.|
|Reviewed by Richard Christopher Suarez
Jesus love save the day '!
I love this brightly lit , high spirited praise
to the almighty.....with all I have ...I will celebrate
the Lord! Let GOD be magnified!
Rich ( criso) Suarez
|Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)
|You were put here... "to be the best you can be".
|Reviewed by Eddie Thompson
|"if Hell wasn't already on fire I'd torch the place myself"...You've got to let me quote you on this to my congregation!!!|
|Reviewed by Paul Williams
|Superb write Cynthy'a, party on girl!
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|wonderful write; makes me want to SHOUT!! HALLELUJAH, praise His Mosts Holy Name! Well done, Cynthy'a!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
|Reviewed by Carole Mathys
|A powerful joyful offering here..."Hallelujah"....thanks for sharing Cynth'ya...
Peace and blessings, Carole
|Reviewed by Brian Pellerino
All the power of a Baptist sermon! I wanted to jump up and shout "Hallelujah!" Thanks for the wake me up!
|Reviewed by Li Smith
|Cynthya! Praise the Lord All Ye People! Wow!
Thank you for sharing!
|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|Excellent write Cynthya!!