Manifestor

1st Half

It all starts
With the Magus,
Writhing & reeling
Around a baton -
Or is it a scepter?
Do not be deceived, Oh Juggler!
Thy rod just a royal shtick
For a Fool who waves a wand
And calls himself a Magician

The Emperor fashions an ankh
Believing he creates life itself
But beyond the cards
There is only One Creator;
The rest merely pro-create -
What are you inseminating?
I’m sick, or something?
Perhaps we’re all seriously ill
No cure for a stiff staff infection

Man, I fester.
What brought the wrought?
(drugs & alcohol sure didn’t help)
In school,
I learned of Manifest Destiny
From history books,
Yet the crooks failed
To impart my part -
A rank rankle, this one
Check the manifesto, you’ll see
While inventing my inventory
I tried to circumvent the circumstance
Clearly in denial
Clouded over like a cataract
Now I see
The steps are in order for a reason
And I’m not ready for this one
Just yet

2nd Half

Lady Columbia treads
Across the land
Bringing Death like a scourge
Not bound by boundaries
No promise of compromise  
A ritual not of spiritual nature
Even Raphael couldn’t heal this wound
Left by forlorn Lovers
Who now venture
Far from the verdant garden
Never to return
Lest  flaming swords
Cut them to kindling -  
Hate is such a strong word
For those who know
Anything of kindness

Oh Selene,
My Moon Maiden
Up in the Heavens
Where Gabriel brings
News of the Blues
Through his holy horn
Judgment Night & Day
“You are the one…”
Time to lay down your hand
Hephaestus, My Sun
“We are like men who have lost their legs”
Crafting weapons for The Enemy
An arms dealer in self destruction
Can God play both sides?
Does the Devil deal the deck?
And what about Jesus?
When’s He coming back to the Table?

01/12/2023