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Dracula is Dead

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This poem intertwines with my testimony...

One night Mr. Leary gave to me his psyche treat
til my mind was swarming beneath my feet
discognizance ruled through coggy wheels
pain with every turn
An image on the mantle
a crucifixion going on before my eyes.
Dracula couldn't look not even for a sec
the cogs sharpened multiplied increasing the pain
lightning bolts rammed my skull.
Why couldn't I?
 Look? Look. Look!
Why not, why, why not?
A look...a real look, 
don't turn your head
LIFE emanating from the hanging
see that wasn't that bad.
Thrown to the past...an 8yr. old
Further still, the heaves the
upheaval the pushing
all is white, hospital white, the
pushing intensifies
until I see and hear...a
baby....born anew
A new peace, 
Dracula is dead.

Isaiah 53:3 NKJV
[3] He is despised and rejected by men, A Man of sorrows and acquainted with grief. And we hid, as it were, our faces from Him; He was despised, and we did not esteem Him.


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