Saturday, September 17, 2016

My Words

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You are the audience which pays me for tricks.
Have you not heard of my reputation?
I can perform whatever it is that you ask.
But I prefer that you listen to what I say
and pay little attention to what I do.
My words, print on paper
mean so much more than the blind gaining sight.
You seek physical manifestations
while I wait for your spiritual acceptance.
There is no miracle greater than my thoughts.
So don't expect me to stand on a stage and make the paralytic walk.
Don't expect me to come down from my cross with my wounds healed.
It is not your body that I come seeking to embrace,
but your heart.

copyright 2016 - Donald P James Jr

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