“Religion is a love that lies!”
I looked into her face as her eyes started to dilate, it was as if I had seen the stars and the moon for the first time!
The galaxy was all mines!
But did I mention she had hazel eyes!
She caught me with a kiss!
Deceit was on her lips!
And the fragrance of the perfume she wore was called, “many deceived men!”
She said I love you, and I wanted to believe, but in my heart I knew I was being deceived!
It was if I had taken the bandages off an old wound, and allowed myself to bleed away life again!
Again she said, Reese, I am in love with you, and immediately I felt afraid.
It was as if she had stabbed me with a rusty jagged edge blade!
I was losing life fast and I needed to be saved, from this women and all her lies of love!
But it was something about her eyes I could not get pass the lies!
I dug myself so far in a pit of deceit it became hard for me to rise!
Now there was a time when it was hard for me to leave!
When I was away from her it became hard for me to breath!
Then truth become a lie that was hard to believe!
Now everyday it seems as if I’m going insane!
I’m inspired by pain, and this pain causes me to write such beautiful things
“My poetry, my life”!
Would she leave or would she stay?
Let the chips fall where they may.
And like a scattered thousand piece puzzle I was left alone, trusting and relying on GOD, to put my life back together again!
A psalm, Religion is a Love that Lies, by Reese Kemp!
(1 Corinthians 13:1-13) Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not LOVE, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal.
And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries, and all knowledge; and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, and have not LOVE, I am nothing.
And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, and have not LOVE, it profits me nothing.
LOVE suffers long, and is kind; LOVE envies not; LOVE vaunts not itself, is not puffed up, Doth not behave itself unseemly, seeks not her own, is not easily provoked, thinks no evil; Rejoices not in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth; Bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
LOVE never fails: but whether there be prophecies, they shall fail; whether there be tongues, they shall cease; whether there be knowledge, it shall vanish away. For we know in part, and we prophesy in part.
But when that which is perfect is come, then that which is in part shall be done away. When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things.
For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known. And now abides faith, hope, LOVE, these three; but the greatest of these is LOVE.
Tracy Fields says
My brotha, your poetry speaks to me, as a poet myself I relate to the pain the love and your journey, to express life, truth and our LORD and SAVIOR JESUS CHRIST thru poetry. What an amazing gift GOD has bestowed upon you…
Reese Kemp says
Thank you bro, to GOD be all the glory, because without him we can do nothing at all!