Court Of God Poem by Patricia Kelley

When I run to His royal court, I say.
When will I be acknowledged for all the Heavenly works, I‘ve done upon this earth,
I testify to God.
This world is a taker.
It takes and steals my Heavenly works,
Stealing my words.
God hears me.
He multiplies me.
He increases the numbers of my children, even though, I didn't give birth.

He justifies.
I testify.

He multiplies.
When I run to His royal court, I say.
When will I be acknowledged for the birth that my mother gave me?
My sister and brother, steal my inheritance upon this earth,
I testify to God.
I identify.
This world is a taker.
It steals from me, my birth, upon this earth.
God hears me.
He loves me.
He says, daughter, I understand your hurt, upon this earth.
You've come to the right court. He says.

He specifies
He clarifies.

The Court of God is the Highest Court.