Alabaster Gusty she went where she knew He would be Eating at the home of Simon a certain Pharisee See She a sinful woman Glitzy gypsy Sinner Boldly walked in on them having dinner All eyes on her Evil glimmers A whore Many men’s jackpot winner Bizarre Resting in her palms a jar Deep inner scar She saw in Jesus what no one else in the room saw A bright shining star They were blind to Him Under the radar Standing behind his chair In her despair Room full of men She didn’t care She let down her hair Declare Broken doctrine filled the air Harden stares Love affair At his feet her tears flowed Weep Still water’s runs deep Black sheep Looked down upon Cheap Resting near her cheek was her alabaster earned keep Sincere She washed his feet with bottled up years of tears Blurry vision Unclear Through all the sneers She somehow persevered Many of those men in that room had been sleeping with her for years Racketeers She knew they wish she would go away Disappear She made up in her mind she was gonna stay right here In that uncomfortable created atmosphere Whispers of her audacity Her blasphemy Hair down around her Sensuality Jolted mentality Unorthodox She dried Jesus’ feet with her flowing locks Repeated kisses She rubbed on them perfume from her alabaster box He heard Simon’s thoughts from a far off A prophet If he was he wouldn’t let her touch him He would have stopped it In spite of Jesus knew what type of woman she was In that room from her he received True love She was the only one who really knew who he was Son of God from above The light of Holy spirit Descended like a dove Daughter of Eve Because you believe Bereaved Is the tangled web that you weaved She was free no longer affected by their mocks Go in peace Alabaster box An excerpt from Brilliant Blaze © 2014 Shelley AjeeDaPoet Fowler
Posted on: Sun, 14 Sep 2014 13:07:35 +0000
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