CHOICES TWO for me and you

Arciane Paints, her Relationship with Jesus, from her Heart,
As We All Should Paint Him, On Our Heart.

CHOICES TWO for me and you
By Arley Steinhour 051817

Toilet Paper, Wipes the Butt,
Potty Mouth, is full of Smut,
Each morning when you ‘Plug Self In,’
Be you ‘Demon-crap-tic,’ or, ‘Replumb-if-U-CAN.

Other Outlets, seem much too small,
Even if our cord, could Reach that Wall,
ALL tell us, ‘We’re the Best of Choices,’
And, then you’d take Away our Voices.

I cannot suffer being, placed ‘Under the Sod,’
Until, I’ve told you my Witness about GOD,
He’s the ONE and ONLY, GOD the SON,
Who came to Earth, to ‘Redeem Everyone.’

He did Reserve, a Catch, or Two,
Repent of Sin, and Accept Him Too,
That, We could have, All of Eternity,
To Praise and Worship, in His Paternity.

So, Stand there, Scowling, if You Must,
Until, your knees, Bend, as if through Rust,
But, every Soul will Acknowledge Him GOD,
Willingly as Winner, or Reluctant, Under ROD.

There’s Only One Place, outside New Jerusalem,
Call it HELL, a Lake, where Water Flames Grimm,
Torment and Pain, plus, Screams quite Loud,
Due, mostly because Hell has such a huge Crowd.

Look up to the Sky, and Repent, Adamic-Life,
To Know Only ‘GOOD,’ Rejecting Sin-Strife,
Reborn in the Favor, of God, the Son,
For your Eternity, as ‘Family-ONE, WON,’

Either WAY, Hallelujah! AMEN