THE BURNING FRAGRANCE AMONG THE THORNS

I am very glad to publish this poetry in this christmas ⛄🎄 eve....

"Some were tortured, refusing to accept release,so that they might rise again to a better life, Other's suffered mocking and flogging,and even chains and imprisonment.They were stoned,they were sawn in two,they were killed with swords,They went about in skins of sheep and goats, destitute, afflicted, mistreated-Of whom the world was not worthy wandering about in deserts and mountains,and in dens and caves of the earth......

Among the thorns,the rose 🌹 buds,

We cannot see the stars,if there is no night,

Likewise ,The martyr's of Lord Jesus are,

They tortured, suffocated,beated,slained,

Threatened, despised, afflicted, mistreated,

Destituted, oppressed by the mankind,

Lived in wilderness,caves and dens of the wild,

This fallen world is unworthy for them to live,

Their lungs breathe holy fire 🔥 day by day,

Their words saved many and sparks the mankind

Their hearts bleeds valiancy,

Their tears and cries reach out to abyss and heaven,

They walk through hell and shake the world,

They are valiant,

True and faithful people of God,

Their middle name is fearless and unafraid,

Their blood speaks, their scars and wounds shout before the throne of God,

Their blood is the fragrance of frankincense,

They conquered,they overcame,

They destroyed the kingdoms,slain the kings,

They never give up,

They never back down,

They will never bow to anyone in this world,

They pluck up and breakdown the nation's,

They destroy and overthrow the cities,

-@Sujith