My kind of books

Ink on my hands, dust in my lungs

Sixty-six flames and the lost ones hum

Every page whispering where I’ve been

From the first “Let there be” to the very last Amen

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Genesis spark, Exodus march

Leviticus law carved deep in the heart

Numbers counting every scar we earned

Deuteronomy fire — last words burned

Joshua walls fall, Judges chaos

Ruth loyalty strong when the nights stay cold

Samuel anoints kings, crowns get torn

Kings rise, Kings fall, Chronicles record

Ezra rebuild, Nehemiah the bricks

Esther risks life with a political twist

Job questioned pain, still stood tall

Psalms sang tears to the sky like calls

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Proverbs whisper wisdom low

Ecclesiastes — “all wind, let it go”

Song of Solomon, love like flame

Every book got a different name

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From Genesis to Revelation

Every line my foundation

Prophets, poets, wars, salvation

Lost books too in rotation

If they hid it, I still read it

Truth don’t die when you delete it

From the garden to the throne

Every chapter built my soul

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Isaiah saw fire, Jeremiah wept

Lamentations nights where the city slept

Ezekiel wheels spin fate in the sky

Daniel in lions still wouldn’t die

Hosea love hurt, Joel blood moons

Amos justice coming soon

Obadiah, Jonah ran

Micah truth in a trembling hand

Nahum fall, Habakkuk why

Zephaniah day of the sky

Haggai build, Zechariah dream

Malachi last voice — then silence between

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Matthew, Mark, Luke, John — story shift

Acts move power like a holy wind drift

Romans doctrine, Corinthians flaws

Galatians freedom from heavy laws

Ephesians armor, Philippians joy

Colossians Christ over every noise

Thessalonians trumpet, Timothy guide

Titus, Philemon stand by his side

Hebrews faith walk, James works speak

Peter hope when the road gets bleak

John, John, John — love letters sent

Jude warned wolves, Revelation ends

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But wait…

Tobit roads and Judith blades

Wisdom and Sirach the elders say

Baruch cried, Maccabees fought

Esther’s hidden lines they forgot

Azariah prayed in the flame

Susanna cleared her name

Bel and Dragon, Psalm one-five-one

Enoch watched the fallen ones

Jubilees time, Hermas dreams

Thomas questions what faith means

Mary spoke, Didache taught

Jasher, Wars of the Lord — still sought

History buried under the sand

Still breathing truth through every hand

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From Genesis to Revelation

Every voice my foundation

Canon, hidden, revelation

Nothing lost to time or nation

Every page like ammunition

Faith and doubt in collision

From the garden to the throne

Every book says “you’re not alone”

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First word light

Last word come

Every story still being sung

Amen.