Up Right Poem by JHP Poetry

Who has infiltrated but the structure of broken.
The castle made from sand; the one built of drought straw.
In which ye live, I stretch my love with a sighing smile.
Upon my request, should thus be torn down.
That which weighs you heavy. Therefore, set it to fire.
Therefore, douse it in water. It is short lived.
However, brick by brick is thine sturdy home.
On the shoulder rocks of scooped pitfalls. Land soft....
In the house of hope, for it endureth longer.
It is longevity as the peril in a day journey.
O' sabotaged man of strife. You toil and till.
Be the man of illustration.
The one who walks the tight rope straight.
And your son will be proud; your daughter behold grace.
As you bring home the languished in lowly places.
There will be pride at thou feet.
When your walks stand tall like totem poles.
And may peace symbols overhang thou neck.
For ye are the king of his tabernacle.
Fit for a resembling bride.
Then you shall honor her unto the sky.
Be thankful, be worthy as you are.