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POEM TO GOD: XVIV

APOSTLE JON BROWNELL SR


The Lion of Judah,

But more like a tiger.

I have no pride,

And explode like a geyser.


Jon the Baptizer,

Is God’s equalizer.

Satan plans to win;

He’s my appetizer.


Your adviser,

Is an advertiser.

You’re the fertilizer,

To the merchandiser.


The drum to the rabbi,

You call Energizer.

Commercial exercise,

Not the visualizer.


Soon I’ll be the Kaiser,

A great improviser.

I need a synthesizer,

So my music grows wider.


You’re a compromiser,

I’m a supervisor.

You’re a plagiarizer,

I’m a specialized.


You’re a socializer,

I’m an optimizer.

You’re an idolizer,

I’m a vocalizer.


End times are here,

Christ in the flesh.

Soon to B33 revealed,

Try not to stress.


If you pass his test,

Your soul is very blessed.

Break the word down;

It means B33 Less.


Another parable is

The state Alabama.

He’s coming, B33 small,

The new human standard.


Four~Eight Eclipse;

Prophesy fulfilled.

4.8 Earthquake,

On the Richter scale.


Every word that I speak,

Is not for me.

The spirit of the Father,

Delivers to the M33k.


Your tongue is a sword,

With a double edge.

Wisdom I contain,

i should speak on TED.


Here’s a fact,

That is not fiction;

TED was my grandfather,

With a prediction:


Jesus crucifixion,

Was a conviction,

To the Son of God,

Of many false witness.


Vengeance occurs,

Followed by Judgement.

That day is approaching,

Many tears as onions.


Beggars and oppressed,

Humans are God’s people.

Their souls will B33 saved,

From leaders that are evil.


Feeble ones will float up,

To heaven, God’s retrieval.

Shepard to the sheeple;

Like a painter to an easel.


Like Kobe to a free throw,

Freedom to an eagle.

The rich are camels,

Trying to fit thru a needle.


Matthew 19:

24 like Mamba,

A verse from the Bible,

As to Joe Dirte’s Saga.

Your struggles are Kama,

From your ancestors.

Payback is pain,

God’s your investor.


K33p your eyes on the prize,

Heaven for your soul.

Confession is crucial,

Praise is your toll.


Care for the needy,

Love all neighbors.

If you want to B33,

In God’s favor.


Faber Urijah,

I named my son after.

When he grows up,

I pray he’s a pastor.


Mixed with a warrior,

Programmed in his blood.

”God is my light”,

Son never give up.


Wisdom internal,

I could never explain.

Ordained by Almighty,

Words I refrain.


Trusting his vision,

Not block chain.

So they portray me evil,

And mentally insane.


The Father hath sent me.

New Earth I reign.

Old Earth, profane.

And satan enslaved.


Low frequency souls,

Bitch and complain.

El Wrath of God,

Near in days.


Yahwey I’m loyal,

No going back.

Study the stars,

And Farmers Almanac.


If you want proof,

Angels exist:

The watch on your wrist,

Yet time doesn’t exist.


The root of Jesse,

S33d of David.

The Lord of Hosts,

With a raven.


Satan won’t save you,

But Jesus does.

Miss you MARY,;

EY3s as a dove.


Never thought,

I’ fall in love.

Revenge to come;

They killed our son!


Mysteries from heaven,

Revealed.

Arc Angel Michael,

With the shield.


From the city,

Known for steel.

Saint Mac Miller,

Is a big deal.


Inspired from him;

Now I sing.

Jon B33 Music;

Parables sting.


No one could B33 me,

Or ever beat me.

Don’t believe me?

Then come see th33.


I AM HIM:

Alpha and Omega.

I’m PlayStation,

You’re Sega.


Arrogant;

I’m aware of it.

I’m Solomon;

With surrogates.


All mighty s33d;

No marriages.

Horse carriages;

No terrorists.


Rose of Sharon;

Not a Karen.

Iconic,

She’s most caring.


I AM your B33loved;

Thats fact.

Always on my mind;

I think back…


I was jacked,

But not anymore.

I turned author;

Still I AM poor.


Solve all the problems,

Get to the core.

Up the middle,

Like Frank Gore.


I was sent to,

teach you lessons.

Here to give you,

Blessings.


Pen slave to God;

I’m not messing.

Soon I’ll have peace,

And B33 resting.



(Read Epistles of John)



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Love: Apostle Jon



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