It Was Written
Mike O the Poet
No. 11 · Oct 22
This week
“Grave, where is your victory? Death, where is your sting? He lived like a bum and died, and now He sits and reigns like a King!”
Before this
Jul 25 “Lesson one: genetics.” African In AmericaJul 18 “From the presence of my father in a garden with trees of figs… to a peasant in a darker pen where I would now feast with pigs.” Prodigal SonJul 11 “Warm, deep, and built for the storm. You were made for this challenge.” EbonyJul 4 “It once belonged to my late father, whose grave rests in the place I like to call home.” African In AmericaJun 27 “Imagine me, a head heavy, every breath getting harder to take in, yet every nail getting harder to take in.” Christianity 101 (revised)Jun 20 “So my King, I’ll scrub the floors if you just take back your prince.” Prodigal SonJun 13 “I got this limp, like Adam and Eve’s sons cause lately i've been walking with a Cane(Cain), frustrated because I’m just not able(Abel).” My Love Life Is DisabledJun 6 “But daddy doesn’t know where I’ve been. Deep down I really wanna see daddy again.” Prodigal SonMay 30 “Do not underestimate how uniquely God made you.” EbonyMay 23 “Why would anybody even do that for me? Ain’t I a good person? Don’t I do good deeds?” Christianity 101 (revised)
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