Neither Bid Him Godspeed

All these celebrities selling their identities to be somebodies
Taking shortcuts to rewards temporal, not making their bodies temples
Children of God get tapped in, not sold into slavery by sacrificial parents
They give up their lives to pick up crosses and get lit up from within
Not without like the Illumination of the mafias to a flame with burned-up wings cuz Icarus

All these wolves, sheep's clothing
Put on your costume, He's already lost you
No longer a coin or a Prodigal Son
No fattened calfs or 'Welcome Backs'-gotten

He fills you up cuz you make a Him a place
You give up your life, leave the world, Check, please!
Don't take up residency in your earthly body, rubbing your palms together
Volunteering cuz 'now or never'

Can you write like this? Can you fight like this? Delight like this, don't be night like this
Children of the Day.
I can't, either! It's not me, it's who indwells, it's who I can't see
I don't have monsters under my bed, just my daily bread, well said, no She-Shed
I don't worship those with follow hers, hollow-ers, wallowers in lies who take pleasure and gain others in another's demise

Casting spells, casting calls, casting nets, casting out demons, casting burdens, casting into lakes men who couldn't be caught and cleaned on earth but those who got caught on the internet with pants down
Seconds deaths, afraid-to-death, afraid of death, right and left, all bereft, now repent?
When there is no tent, second attempt, ill-intent, imminent, you can't circumvent what was Heaven-sent, your chance came and went, He Drew and you relented
Never repented, doubled down on sin, done witnessing, no testimony for the Heavenly Father so he didn't adopt you, dropped you, let you have what you wanted, nodded, never plotted but for your salvation, gave you signs and wonders but you forgot them

Made creation tiptoe towards you, you never knew, too busy with life and its worries, in a damn big
Hurry to get something done, but never for someone else, only yourself
This kingdom is ruled by the air, not the Heir, we're not there yet so keep your seat buckled, precious children, they're gonna try to end you and if they do!
Big prizes! Overcomer, you're not looked over, you're written in books of lives and and in heaven
Their names are in lights in marquis and pavillions

Play earthly games, win earthly prizes