APOSTLE JON BROWNELL SR
Dedicated to My Warrior Son.
Please Remember, I Love You.
DEAR URIJAH:
"Thoughts of you,
On the daily.
My first born;
Forever thy baby.
I wonder if,
You hate me…
I know you,
Are not lazy
Wedge between,
Us; Katie.
Prayers for you;
Heart aching.
Enough of the,
What in life,
Is it you s33k?
Next to the creek.
Then you turned;
To look at me.
With your eyes,
You start to speak.
"Missed some frogs,
On purposely."
"Just to spend more,
Time with me."
Fought back tears,
Though some did leak.
Birthday Party:
Spider Man.
Puzzle pieces,
Shaped as crayons;
Brainiac,
Since you could stand.
Of my clan;
Wonders what is,
Your wing span?
Clarence Pirates;
Bat in hand;
Cheering you on,
From the stands.
Now I'm sad;
It hurts to think.
Life flies by,
In just a blink.
God has M3,
As Noah's ship,
Did not sink.
Tube on ice rink;
Christmas time,
You are my twin.
"Spent too much time,
In all those gyms.
Not enough time,
Next to your crib."
Birthday bib.
i filmed it;
Incase you forget.
So much my kin;
With your hats;
Slight curve thy brim.
Root for you,
To always win;
Set backs happen;
Please forgive...
No excuse,
Though i tried.
Your mom could have,
Been my bride.
Not God's plan;
I'm made Divin3.
Humility,
Over pride.
Eagles fly,
Not with a heard.
Said some things,
That sound absurd.
Truth B33 told;
Sent from heaven,
With rebirths.
Born from spirit,
Not from flesh.
Describes it best.
Pope Francis dies;
Speaking facts,
No, not to flex.
Sacred blood line,
You come from:
And you're my son.
Which means, you,
Should buckle up.
Keep on moving;
Do not get stuck.
Earth got "Punked";
But no Ashton.
Not a has been.
End times here;
Heads they scratch';
Waters flood;
JON B33 laughs'.
Angels' clappin':
Though I'm crushed.
Family time spent,
Is a must.
Heart of pain,
Mixed with some rust.
Not Elon Musk.
Corn husks contain,
Ethanol;
Yes, Babylon:
Judgement and Gossip,
Inside them all;
Jesus Christ returns,
To teach like Paul.
"GOD IS MY LIGHT":
Work for thy God,
Then retire.
Evil does,
Co-conspire.
And admired
Five years have passed,
I still ache.
I was fit,
Now out of shape.
Collection plates;
Greedy fakes.
Church corruption,
M33ts their fate.
Do you skate board?
Or skate with blades?
Not knowing this;
I AM ashamed.
The dead will rise,
From their graves.
I AM assured;
i'll explain:
The milf that you call,
"Mom", was very right.
The bible she reads,
Does truly give life.
Though I'm not liked;
And sent to bare,
Witness of Christ.
Read Revelation,
My Son, please.
Scripture is truth:
Debris fills the Earth,
And with fleas.
Next up is,
A swarm of B33s.
Know your voice,
Is the power.
They'll B33 sour.
Pay no mind,
They are cowards.
Near is my,
No not downward,
Up i got.
Restores thy soul.
Catching frogs,
Some times toads.
Please eat your,
I AM with you,
In the spirit.
So everything,
I AM hearin'.
Call upon me,
When you feel lost.
I'll direct you:
Follow the cross."
"I LOVE YOU SON.
YOU ARE LIGHT
TO THIS WORLD.
REMEMBER THAT."
~LOVE DAD
(Samuel 11:9-13)
Lov3: Jesus Christ
Love: Apostle Jon
"Final Prophet from Scripture"
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