Anxiety Deserves A Rose For Its Passion

Dancing lilies frost like leaves;

The souls in your eyes are empty--

For Christian love is not real, unless you are real.

The foundation of love is inspired by peace

Not the false narrative that everyone believes

For any disrespect toward God is fatal

Let all the strippers run away

From the strip club;

For what Christian in their right mind

Would do this?

To carry the foundation of the world is sacred

And Jesus walks all over Kanye West

Because Kanye West is forgotten--

What theme do you speak of

When there aren't no real bodies?

For the earth is the devil in rage,

Where are the puppets of society

That have escaped the cage?

Behold Las Vegas and the red rose;

For a mannequin's sex drive

Is more belligerent than I--

And we feed off each other like rain

In need of validation,

The genius of the mind hurts, doesn't it?

In terms of Christianity, I walk alone

For I am with God

And He is the table that prepares the food

My topic of happiness is maintained within me

As I carry the world with Jesus himself

And the kingdom shall bow down to me

For God is in me--

Controversial enough, I am found

And I am bound to the stakes of the human world

Open the door and I shall show you my forbidden breasts

Covered in rose petals and health

I frown upon my likeness daily

And as for you, Rihanna,

Are you lost from a spiritual perspective?

When you give and give away your soul

Do the pretty roses all fade?

Are you likely to be a nun with soulless eyes?

Are you destined to conform to the world

As you already are?

Profound waters escape from treason

For the truth is more satisfying than the lie...

Awaken me if you will, but I'm already awake

Who are all of us who are serving God in this world?

For we are the empaths of light

Madonna and her facelifts are old

Like 14th century water;

Shall I swim in 14th century water

Just to grow old?

Forbidden gray hairs don't punish me...

Most people turn to drugs for mercy

But Jesus eats an apple to stay alive

And flowers fall from the wind

As celebrities fade forever

And the Bible lays on the shelf,

That is my sense of joy

And it's better than morning coffee;

And it's better than morning sex divine

Catastrophic roses never die...

Do you see why I'm alive?

Spank me in my lingerie, but don't tame me

For I belong to Jesus Christ.