STRIDA July Contest ,Dicdative ' FOOD FOR SOUL '

Desire,
life no fire,
beautifully higher,
my soul driver
in this bridging kicker.

My soul,
the master
deserves services,
entertainment,
education,
comfort,
luxurious atmosphere
with no fear,
thus my soul food.

What your mind set
tries to get
before the closer of oxygen net,
goody goodies on Silver plate.
Thus the meal,
my wind mill.

New jam,
latest dance,
entice me,
no music,
no Life.
Honey,
milk,
dreamy
beautiful life,
Kings and Queens'
lifestyle...
Thus my soul.

I love my soul,
I give it all,
before my fall,
life no long,
even million years
still short
since my soul,
sits no satisfaction.

Man shall not live
by bread alone
but by every word
from Jah's mouth,
My soul lost
without this toast
when the world be my tenant,
my prayer...
May the word
not the world
be the soul food.

By Artyst msafih poetic_Sol®
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           06:40hrs
           Sun, 14 July.
            2019.

The poet personae speaks on the worldly means of happiness as food for soul ,saying he will recieve this happiness beacause he is made of flesh but all will be through The Almighty God.