poetry parking plc

DRINK UP
By El Prophet The Scribe

Drink The Milk Of The Word
ABBA FATHER Said.
Your Spirit Will Grow
And You Will Be Fed!
But you’d Rather Be
DEAD
Than
Fed
So Fulla EGO
That You Cant Be
Led.
There.
Im Done.
Nuff Said.

PROVE ME
By El Prophet The Scribe

I Am The Head
And NOT The Tail
And That Is Why
I NEVER Fail.

How Can I Not
End Up On Top?
When God Keeps Blessing,
And Does Not STOP!

PROVE ME! He Says,
Put ME To The Test!
And I Will Bless You
Right Up Outta Your Mess!

Before My Tithe Is Out Of My Pocket,
He Fills It Again,
And Does Not Stop It!

God’s Got an Overflow
Filled and Filled
With Lots Of Dough!

Just Sow your Seed
And Watch It Grow!

NEBBO’S SONG A view from the other side of the furnace
By El Prophet The Scribe

Is It HOT in Here,
Or Is It JUST ME?
Is That FOUR Men In The Fire
Instead of THREE?

And Don’t Cha Think
It’s Kinda Odd
That ONE of ‘Em’s
Lookin’ Like The
SON OF GOD??

Better Let “Em Out Quick
And Let ‘Em BE!

Don’t Want That Fire Of God
Consumin’ ME!!




ROCK IN THE WATER
By El Prophet The Scribe

I Must’ve Been A DOPE
To Get Up Out Of That Boat!

I Looked At The Waves
And Started Sinkin’
Soon, It Would Be Sea Water
That I’d Be A Drinkin”

“HELP ME JESUS!”
I Began To Cry,
“IM GOIN’ UNDER!!!”
“I’M GONNA DIE!!!”

That’s When The Master Took Hold Of My Hands
And We Both Walked On Those Waves
Just Like Dry Land!

When We Were Both Back In The Boat
He Said Unto Me
If You Didn’t Doubt
You Would’ve Continued To Float!

GET OFF THE RAG
By El Prophet The Scribe

Time 4 Me
To Stop Pretending
That My Life Aint
Broken
And Don’t Need
Mending.

Truth Be Told
It’s Shattered To
Pieces.
MY Righteousness?
Like Filthy Rags,
And Smellin’ Like
Feces.

“Doin’ MY BEST?”
HA!!
My Sin Just
Increases.

When I Trust In the Savior..
That’s When It All
Ceases.