a warning perhaps,
across the world,
live on TV,
If it wasn’t fair it wasn’t good enough, Solomon wasn’t changing, there were those who would be left waiting, and it wasn’t what he could settle on, he was asking, making it 100% clear, the old ways were out, they’d seen so much. He imagined the happy child, the heart filled, the joy of expression that moves and soothes, not the idol worship so many were addicted to. Reputations didn’t cut it with him, most of them ego’s, limp, despite all the talent. God Most High wasn’t myth. It was serious, the signs too real. If it needed to be said, he was going to say it. When love was allowed to grow, magic happened, when it bloomed in mature hearts, it reached heavenly bodies, gave impetus to all that was good, when the spirit was weakened, chaos ensued, as those with low esteem, and deep hurt inside knew too well. Solomon saw the fruits of previous efforts, seeds encouraged many years before. If, we weren’t so judgmental, how things would have been change, amen
i’ll stand for your child, words thrown about, like cash from a dispenser,
the added protection, the statement that means everything, rely on me,
young child skulks upstairs, head down dream in disarray, been abandoned,
the hunger is his tummy real, afraid to open his mouth, hears about God Parents,
shrugs as he passes the picture, usual one sacred heart, it appeared to stare,
what have you done lately, he’s too young for excuses, afraid to say a word,
God Parents and duty, about as useful as an empty promise, so child asks,
The war is over the story has changed another item on the news
What was it for he wonders sitting alone his life crippled and blue
He remembers the hysteria the patriotic call and all their cheers
Go buddy we are all behind you we’ll support you in all you do
That was a long day but it’s forgotten now and world has moved on
He taps his fingers they play out a tune only part of him that moves
The day they declared war day his life ended and his innocence too
War stories we watch on TV the celebration of death renewed again
But he’s not alone the hospital is full of victims and his friends
In the fields of war there are memories in his head he can’t loose
He still sees the faces the adrenalin still pumps memory is cruel
The legacy of war burnt inside him the example we pass children
War the destruction of love and in the end changes nothing at all.
The celebration of war, prefer to remember the good that we do, amen.
Prayer for healing and well being
Dear saints, God Most High, and all those of righteous standing who rest above, intervene for us all, peace healing and well being is sought for the people of this world, mercy please and understanding in this time of great change, many worry and are in distress, their feelings and emotions trapped inside their hearts, you have intervened many times and your guiding light inspires, show us your mercy and understanding once more, we have gone to the abyss, made silly mistakes and were stubborn as well, have pity on us all and let us all love once more, may this prayer be a step in the right direction, one that all that believe in you can say and understand, amen, great miracles were used by the great prophets and Jesus to teach us your ways, in your mercy let us encounter them again and grow in love and faith as well, in your divine mercy and power we trust, amen.P
I have been writing about life, and acquired wisdom along the way, passed it on, and continue to do so, have seen the man in the clouds, have the T shirt as well, anyway, i made my debut as a writer, i got interviewed, see what you think
High praise for those who follow mammon, in the media the news the network, hallowed tones respect and applause, a constant reminder given to the young, blinding the senses and making them dumb, occasionally we highlight a voice from the desert, a good news story that enlightens everyone, soon as the trouble subsides we are back in the pit, shouting orders same as the wall street elite, traders in heat while so many don’t even eat, ignorance of the laws of God almost complete, feel good for a moment cause it wont last, count the crumbs in your portfolio and sleep, it is all you’ll do cause you can’t bring it with you, just the acts of your lives which will probably catch you, so says the God of Heaven and Earth who waits in Heaven for you, don’t they understand he wonders all this goading, giving love an open space means leaving space within you, for the message to roam freely not under duress daily, the cost of getting into Heaven priceless for everyone else tragedy, amen.
Ten year old boy, hurt on his face, tears in his eyes, why did father die, the scene is a bomb crater, drone strike no trial, searching eyes tear laden, the camera’s on you, minutes later new story, but his distress will linger longer, calling it revenge, call it justice, an eye for an eye, left everyone blind, Jesus mentioned this, 2000 years ago, no religious leaders listened then, got rid of him instead, we’ve been blinding love since, putting numbers on what can’t be counted, dressing the world with fear, pushing anxiety using propaganda, where do terrorists come from, came down from space eventually, the black hole in the hearts, similar to that crater, bad decisions by elite dictators, the great divide is the world’s hatred, this is a matter of fact, young boy don’t loose heart, be better than those who hate, love them instead, the Lord of Justice and Love, The Spirit of God Most High, The change happening across the world, is the word of God in action, and all who hurt and love, in the middle of it all, amen.
The man in the Sky, is a picture that says it all, He has the cold hearted lined up, so bury your anger and hate, he will settle all accounts out there, love as Leonard Cohen said, is the only avenue for our survival, amen.
Demented crazed obscure over exaggerated fantastic lunatic story lines, over dependent self interested totally absorbed suicidal character forms, unrealistic over technofried over sexualized plot styles money orientated wealth directed totally desensitized populations, what a blast that took some energy I tell you!
Children had held bomb controls in their hands wondering what to do with them, adults medicated just smile try a few of them, come to the adult disco you’ll never be short of company, Babylon is a great place nothing to worry about there, just join in and get down and get out of your mind, zealots alarmed afraid to, am I describing the human race or is it a viable description of the Ukraine, hard to work out the truth of any situation with many in denial, truth the enemy many examples since the beginning of time, since the birth of Christ and long before, people who spill the beans and the things they go to prison and their death for, all nations on the earth be it Burma Israel Ireland united states of America, England, Scotland, Germany, wherever you look truth was hard won, we even have laws, whistleblower legislation to safe guard those who tell the ordinary public what they ought to know. How mad is this, just reflecting on a story I read last night from a very old manuscript, the last writing of an old man 800 years ago, pope Celestine was his name and he gave us this warning, and I’m just after repeating it in the tale that went before, imagine that, wonder where the inspiration came from for the old man, just a rambler I suppose, amen, old Celestine where do the years go!