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Strangers become friends, friends become brothers!
Budding greatness becomes fear of potential!
Envy becomes failure to count a blessing!
High intelligence and low self esteem become an
abuse of power!
A lack of options becomes frustration!
Frustration becomes a murder times two!
One homicide, one suicide...
To go inside the dark mind of the killer turn to
page 27
The other 26 are filled with ads straight from Heaven
This publication is divine and void of the usual
spin.
That exploits our ignorance, nurtures our prejudice
and boosts our vanity.
Let us begin…
The worst place to keep a gun is in the forefront of
your wicked dreams.
Especially when all you want is for the pain to go
away.
That is what the note said at the foot of the bed.
The sheets are soaked red, where a man lies dead.
The police kept asking how the hell this could be.
He kept his bills paid, has a college degree.
Wife’s a dime and 2 pennies, bless this house at the
door.
We may have to investigate this a bit more.
Upon their investigation, they found his wife, and
his work highly invested in a spiritual war against him.
They found his best friend dead with a broken wind
pipe.
Forensics said it was death by strangulation.
Fingerprints identified one who felt brutally
betrayed.
The brutally betrayed… was me.
And though this is a fictional tale, it was almost
my reality.
You may ask yourself; “How in the hell this could
be?”
Flash backwards to 1993
With God forgotten, into the woods I walk,
No machete, no armor, no compass and no ministry.
Repeatedly made to bleed by my enemy’s weaponry.
It was almost the death of me until I respectably
Begged him for his forgiveness then I noticed him
next to me.
Pause…
He said “Son I was always by your side, you just
happened not to notice me”
This story continues on page number 43.
Flash forward to the present day.
The truth of the matter is I premeditated the murder
that never happened.
This time I noticed God before I walked in the woods.
“Love Thy Enemy” he said and I mocked him for saying
it.
Simply because I couldn't wrap my head around that
concept.
So he broke it down in a language that I could
understand.
He personified it in verse through a story told by
my Pastor.
And I quote:
You take a rod of steel and the raw mineral is not
that strong. So you put it in the fire burning 1200 degrees. As the steel gets
hot you hit it and shape it. As the steel gets hot the impurities burn off.
Everything which is not steel turns to ash besides the glowing red rocks a
flame. You pull the steel from the fire and it is 3 times as strong as when it
went in. Now it is a shield or a sword or whatever you desired it to be.
Does the sword hate the fire that made him?
And if so does the shield?
“Love Thy Enemy” now makes sense to me.
Sincerely yours;
The publishers of the daily news which is called
“God’s plan”
This is a performance piece...
See you at the show...
