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Started: 4/18/2014 Category: Society
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judeifeanyi

Pro

Its all poetry. Post ur work
GodChoosesLife

Con

A Cry Out

A confused mind blurred with vision.
Can't seem to find my way back to the kitchen.
I feel my body tremble at this rage of tension.
Its hurting me inside because of its invention.
I wanna go and let be as a new form of transition.
Flowing through the street as some sorta expedition.
No I'm not hating on myself in any way, but imposition.
I feel failed inside out without any complication.

My heart is weaker than it used to be.
I hear my name called as if I'm someone special to see.
If people looked inside, they'd be blown by the inner "me".
Tears hit my cheeks, as I notice some say, Who is she?
Tryna hide my life; not worthy to hear "looking up to you from we".
God sees in this broken sinful heart and I need to cling only to He!
Life ain't all about the beauty of fleeting glee.
Chains of sin feel pressed down, and all I know is I wanna be FREE!

Tempted in so many different ways.
Its like a bird flying and sees food far away's.
God, please, hear me now, before I turn by sways.
I can't do this alone by any means of my doings, I prays.
Create in me a clean heart, O God, as you continue the days.
Rest my soul as if I'm on a blissful sight of bays.
This spirit can be uplifted once more with all the may's.
Your will, O Lord, so I seek, but forever that pays.
Debate Round No. 1
judeifeanyi

Pro

MY LIFE life strides like a roller coaster, sometimes when we cast our minds back the lane me reflection, we can't but giggle out a smile due to some really amusing flaws we have made.
Mentally, my head grows. So naturally stained with a stinking brain of tot'. Thy secret eyes glowing like a diamond in the orchard and thy face , beautifully made like a swelling indian spices. So described legs peeled like a worthy golden ornament worn by great chief's of Africa. Fingers designed like a grocery in the super market. Teeths like a white coat shining in mall. Oh, so described.
GodChoosesLife

Con

The birds fly so up to the sky.
No one sees to which they are.
Thus, they are free to roam as they wish.
Hunger they do feel, but --alas, they too, eat.

A thought of roam so free could be.
Away from home, does't a person see far.
Homecooked meals taste from a full dish.
Nothing to bland to bring from the heat.
Debate Round No. 2
judeifeanyi

Pro

males voice lead me to thy coast,my pirate ship sinks. lead me through my path bestows.lead thee far across the wench my story guides,lead me upon the secret sacred of norms. thy strenght so far undo my safe tender body with a weak voice. Alas dont lose thy voice..
GodChoosesLife

Con

Comforted

Mental pain seems to last forever when you don"t know why.
Melting away within your cries just leaves you at that, to cry.
When walking down the cold busy street you see birds fly.
In your mind, you wonder, can I do the same rather than die?
In dismay, you reach your hands up to touch the beautiful sky.

Only finding lack of affection from the ones you thought loved.
Turns out they, too, fail in the most of such feeling of being bugged.
Not alone, but the feeling is unquenchable at times unplugged.
Just in the dawn of day, a Hand reaches and I suddenly feel" Hugged.
No more of this sensational pain, but of comfort that is not rugged.
Debate Round No. 3
judeifeanyi

Pro

GONE FOREVER.
looking at thee,my strenght nulled.
so declared my tears flow. thy figure so not forgotten,and thy beauty so preached by negro preacher.
hat,hat hat, Alas the beauty queen is gone. my heart so broken,so unforged,bleeding all the way my ways drops.
Goneforever, broken forever.
moments shared,so past away,the titi tata movement so long long and yet I let go.
oh, Goneforever
GodChoosesLife

Con

The Gospel

God is perfect, holy, just and pure!
No one is good and without God there isn't a cure!
Slaved in sin by lies, thefts, lustful, murderous, blasphemous hearts!
Lost in sin that is a disgusting picture of a human heart!
So because of this disease "sin" all will be cast in hell within!
But praise God He made away in which His love was displayed!
Jesus, Gods Only Son, came and died
But rose from the dead and is alive.
So daily repent and believe
And know that Christ (has) will set you FREE!
Debate Round No. 4
judeifeanyi

Pro

WINNER'S BREATH. my hope upon by gone.my mind almost half awake,my sudden expression impovrished and my strenght weakly deaf. gosh, my lips talks, ouch my tongue flips,all by the bars. moment of victory, my pace grows like oil face so glowing in the sun.my might retrieved,so comported. what a wall hall of fame my name writes so dwindled, my case moves. what a Breath of victory armies won,matching tigers,my feet glows and bountifully my occur anchor so a winning race. oh, victory Breath.
GodChoosesLife

Con

Emotions stumbling along the way.
Must learn to not be led astray.
Oh, but the depth of fun brings dismay.
Indoor closets keep things in a secret play.

Must run and be set free.
No one shold so long cling to thee.
Stay strong in the way things are to be.
God is and is to come you shall see.
Debate Round No. 5
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