Why Use Ink of a Squid in Christmas?

I like to use squid’s ink not that of man …
Why? Because, only He can give me a squid
To write all of His new commands … fallen letters
As, I captured it all by my unique given hands

I will use His God’s ink … as I craft it all
He created this squid to serve a purpose
As m, everything created by Him
Leaving a perfect print of Him

You learned to believe …
He never weak but, strong
He stands taller than the Empire State BLDG
You can knock it out, as He builds in 3 days

His been sweating …
Even the day He was born
Dying in the cross-sweating blood not salty ones,
Like our tears with fears … It was thru this blood
We all born

Wake up, all!
Can you still smell his shaded blood?
Does it smell like, He been bleeding?
Is where, you thought He’ll be
In the grave nailed

He’s never been there, He was sacrificed by man
He should never be allowed
To stand with 2 thieves
They all put Him on a stand, an innocent man

Pinned to the cross
Left abandoned to die
A criminal thought by man
Because, he claimed to have endless love

What is Christmas?
Can you tell me, it is not love?
Christmas, is coming, can you tell Children
Christmas is no more?

What kind of monsters are we to curse
An innocent man?
To bury Him alive
Allowing Him to pay a price to die?

Regardless of being mean
As, we refuse to believe
There’s always a will to stand alone and fight
Why, none did as the rooster crow X3’s

Now smell His blood
From all the years of past
Of yesterdays and today
Let us all wake up …

Let’s us all
Give Him room
To smell, His bloody perfume
Unlike, any known to man, is love curing hearts

Wake up new and afresh …
His perfume has bathed you
Now, do your HW not just a bit but, all
Question, Him no more, as only He stands tall

You can question any man,
Have they ever smelled God’s perfume?
They may lay, they may lie they have!
Don’t trust them nor any man

It is with the will of man …
To go beyond and try to beyond
An unreachable planet …
The moon, once thought but, reached

Going back, to the squids
Why did we get rid of Christ?
Because, man never ready to take command
From a man, proving to be better than them …

Know, is through Him I, can write with ink of a
Squid, know its letters can match that of a devil,
Both being black but, you must realize, God lives here, let’s respect and use this ink
Instead …

This year is coming
Let’s make a prep
Get all your guest list
Use an ink of a squid, whine you can

It’s almost coming …
I can hear the render of reindeer’s
It’s coming up as it rains
I just got off the train

I can hear the Christmas songs
All wrapped up in lively contours
It all sounds beautifully in colors
It’s Christmastimes next door and in my door

I adore Christmas …
With cards hanging on my door
The floors have endless toys and gifts
All wrapped up with love …

I’ve created peace
I put laughter’s of the saints
As they’ve all gathered with the angels
As they bring a squid to write and paint

In 2024, buying Christmas cards
A thing of the past?
It’s all about texting and emails
Taking our time to write few lines, mail it out

They all want to put my squid
Out of business
They got to know
Is not God’s plans

Know that in some states …
Not all match that of other states
In NYC, Park Avenue is an elite address
In Harlem is raising up and Springfield, OH

A class of the working class …
They, also rising up, not eating cats and dogs and pets …
Know, obedient to God’s laws
As, honestly paying rent without complaints

Aim to be good
Aim not to be too sad
Aim to be Godly
Aim not to speak, so much

We all like to speak a lot
That’s, also including me
In all 50 states …
Is that saying much?

Weather, in Ohio or not, Oh … I said that!
Ohio, is a thing of the past
Not only, in Ohio
Is everywhere we speak different tongues

We all got different taste
Our senses, open up
In different seasons or not
What do we all line?

You may like the blues or rock and roll
The classics or pop rock
Live or tv stand
A band or newspaper vain

Where do you stand?
In the rain
In the sun
With the snow and a snowman

How you compare rain to snow with Him?
He in Both waters, but in different forms
In water, God visible to man …
In Snow, rain from His skin brought by those winds

Who had never won a war? Man?
Know, God won it all
Man, always thought, God: The Loser
Hey no, the bread winner

He never lost a war
He lost, not
He saves us all
Including Christmas and all

Why I line to write a lot?
Thus, never stop …
His love endless like the giant-skies
As surely multiples with times …

Next time …you may want to write without
A pen, try that of the ink
Of a squid … is different prints is all black
You may think, is not real ink but, truly it is

It is God, in it …
Whether you think or not, it is God
You can write
Try it …

Minerva A. Garcia, your Poet

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