Truth and Minions

NOTHING is the meaning of a viral confrontation
as another judgement ship goes by,
And random humans try to stop the whole
while going through it,
Projecting and spell checking with a parasitic test,
when in Jesus I believe the best,
receive the love of TRUE friendship,
account to God and no one else,
And nurture faith's prolific seed,
Renewing all the good believed
And building an immunity to hater's expectations,

For I know who I am in Christ,
and in his name do move by faith that will not be offended twice,
My True outlook is sea side,
Up and out like sun-shine,
my faith grows like a sweetness in the body and the mind,

Till I pass upon a minion quick,
with that Christ-like confidence
that bears the lushous fruits of a Truly willing spirit,
Rewards unfold in my reflect,
Bowing to be led in prayer,
Where flesh ignores the bait of hate
And all the minions rotting there