August 20, 2014  #2

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44.

Incorruptible mortals cease to be
Gone long before you and me
Plagiarists, liars, thieves galore
All those, good men s abhor
Take from the poor, all they do
Pad their pockets oh so true
Time shall come for them to pay
Endless suffering, endless day
All their deeds recompense
Eternal payment future tense
Pitiful fools to hoard their lot
Soon to be, shall have not
Through their fingers, like waterfalls
No one will answer their pleading calls
Lord shall sit above and see
Whom shall repent and thus be free.


45.

Intellectual stupor
Lanterns of darkness
Indelibly stamped with mortal curse
Dumbfounded, we stumble along life
Ineptitudes prevail upon the rocks
Cuts and bruises collected like magnets
Scars of time mark our flesh
Beating heads against invisible mists
Grasping at limbs that pass through hands
Seeking to assimilate in the murky waters of mankind
Postulating, theorizing on the universal meaning
What can we hope to accomplish
Plunging headlong in shadow
Without light to reveal all that is hidden
Incessant bleeding of spirit onto Earth
Cavernous nothingness beyond all scope
Never-ending spiral of descent into oblivion
Plagiarizing, demonizing the goodness
Idolizing the opaqueness around us
Emptiness within never fulfilled.


46.

Reconnaissance of angels close to the ground
Never shall you hear them utter a sound
Stirring the mists between Heaven and Earth
Constantly checking on mankind's worth
One cannot know of when they are near
One cannot see, feel or hear
The glorious beauty their voices do sing
Softly the air passes by from downy wing
Can we hope to feel their loving presence
Can we long to know their gracious effervescence
Bless us O' Michael, Gabriel and all of your kin
Guide us, protect us, help us to win
Make us ready to stand by your side
When time comes to face the final tide
Together we shall defeat the darker flow
That seeps upward from the hidden flow
The Lord is our Savior, His Light shows the Way
To find our way home again on the final day.


47.

Holy Mother comes to me
Tells of all that shall not be
Soon you shall be of holy spirit
Feels its power as you draw near it
Visions of splendor all encompassing
Voices telling of all He's promising
Beyond human scope it lies in wait
The time to come shall not abate
Forgiving hand she calls all home
Opening hearts to all that's shown
Peace be upon you, glorious of code
Hastens throughout all earthly abode
Be still your soul, it trembles with fright
Unknowing what lies in earthbound night
Soon she shall come to light the veil
Those in whom His power does dwell.

GOD Bless!