IMMORTAL: Mortal!

If I

Were Now Immortal

I Would Have No Need

For A Holy God!

I Would Have No Need For Salvation

AND

Would Have No Fear Of

God's Chastening Rod!

I Would Walk

As Though I Am Law

Unto My Blighted Self!

I Would Walk The Earth

Not Giving A Tinker's Damn

About Any Other Person Save

My Own Delightsome Self

For I

Being Perfect

Not Admitting

Of Any Flaw

Would Have No Fear

Of Showing Mere Men

My Sharp

Shiny

Scything

Raptor's Claw!

I Would Do

As I Very Well Please!

I Would Mash Up

AND

Buy Back

Because I Would Have

Unwearied Knees!

I Would Cut Down

AND

Dig Up

Confident In My Self

AND

Having No Fear

Of The Real God

Nor The Damned Devil

Who

Having To Defer To Me

Is Beside Himself!

I Would Burn Bridges!

I Would Fly Close To The Sun

AND

Fly In The Face Of The Son!

I Would Walk Into Oncoming Motor Traffic

AND

Rejoice

For I Would Have No More Need

For Hacked Internet

Meme Traffic!

I Would Be

Mean

AND

Unkind

For I Will Have

Nothing To Regret!

I Would Be Fast AND

Still Slow

For I Will Have No Place

To Hurriedly Go!

I Would Sup

On Whatever Food Taste's Good

And Sip

On Whichever Drinks Waste's Hard!

I Would Not Rest

For I Will Not Be Sleeping

For My Own Unwearied Soul

Will Be In My Own Safe Keeping!

But ...

Alas

'Tis All A Satanic Lie

A Deception

To Make Satan Laugh

As We

Riding The Raging Tide

Volubly Bitter

Die!

Misery Likes Company

Just As Candy Likes Sugar

To Be Sweet

AND

SIN

Likes Willful Sinners

To Play Chicken

As They Wait Eagerly

-Supposedly -

Death To Riotously Cheat!

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Believing To Receive

NOT

Conceiving To Deceive

Is The Man

That Says His Prayers

To The God Of Heaven

Who For Him Cares!

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Money

Cannot Buy

Eternal Security

BUT

It Can Rid One

Of An Earthly Cross, 'Tis True

BUT

What If That Cross

- Wisely Appreciated -

Was The Means Whereby

To Eternally

Save You?!

The Question Applies To Me, Too!

Obviously, Then ...

Your Rubbishing Your Cross

For A Sinful Life Of Ease

Would Be Sad Indeed

When For You

The Cross Was The Cure

For The Sin Disease!

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Nothing Is As It Appears!

Look Deeper

AND

Talk To The God Of Heaven

Who Created

Wind!

AND

Air!

That You Can Breathe In

AND

Feel On Your Skin

BUT

Cannot Keep On A Seat

Marked

Comfortable Chair!

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Men Are Mortal!

Accept It!

Mortal Men Die

AND

Mortal Men

Who Choose To Believe

In Almighty God

AND

Follow After

Jesus Christ The Lord

WILL

With The Angels

One Soon-Coming Day

Adroitly Fly!

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Lord, Please Draw Nigh!