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Allow Compassion To Reign Upon Humanity
Devoid of festering and lamented bitter sorrows
Doves soaring in search higher grounds burying turmoil of past tomorrows
The covenant of rainbow between God and man
None holier unto humanity from where we stand
He who seeks shall find peace, within their reach
For the masqueraded, acrimony, rancor, discontent shall never lash the meek
Time is not assured by the human’s mind
Life is the blink of an eye in God’s time
Turn away and allow Sodom and Gomorrah to burn
Things we cannot see, we can never discern
One eye is always to see, the other eye is always to do
Right eye of the Sun left eye of the Moon
Battles shall commence, in fallen tears, in remembrance shall be felt
Moments in life heals itself
Wicked seeds of destruction allowed to thrive upon holy ground
Will never bear ripe fruit within this life or the next time around
Darkness journeys on the path of enlightened balancing the scales
The free will from Good and Bad the battle always for Heaven or Hell
The slew of the two-edge tongue of the truth will uphold
Praying on knees for others to conform come out the cold
Stand on the sacrosanct beliefs written in the sacred scrolls of old
Into the night humanity falls like casting precious stones
When hearts rest upon the anointing of salvation
Closed eyes needing to connect to earthly atone
Weary minds in perception take restless cover
The righteous, the faithful, and the sinner souls in quietude as the shadow of death hovers
Prayers to the almighty to continue to resist temptation, is to believe
Placing faith in the cause of that small mustard seed
Masks to hinder my speech but not my eyes
Propaganda bioengineered proteins created in a lab overseas
Hindrance of truth by governmental media lies
The upper echelon matrix of Humanoid and Artificial Intelligence will fall under its own demise
Is this the puppeteer's plan
The division of races to denounce the cries of lost voices where principles will no longer matter, twisted laws will only stand
Immigration, the new servitude to command
To clone civilization, the other haff inoculate toxins in the herd of child, woman, and man
Have faith, stockpile your goods, we are moving into the blood sacrifice age
Preserve those bottles of water, it is long away to look upon the sky, the truth no longer hidden, study your theological page
Asking in the cloak of darkness while wishing for redemption
Genocide by Marshal Law unto the masses, increasing the cost of daily survival, and higher taxes with no exemptions
We are in the wilderness of time, where is Moses once again to part the sea of divinity
The Merchants of depopulation the Reapers of death in the soil, who hears our cries has the Creator forgotten about you and me
On falsehood chariots they ride into poverty-stricken hoods as they poison the multitudes' DNA to set them free
On a ventilator, mechanical breaths
Was healthy yesterday, mental thriving until now, the body agitated, the only rest you seek is death
Allow me to feel the rain upon my face
So, I know when I close my eyes, my dreams will be cradled by Allah’s grace
Rain down on me in my day of furlong, show me love in passing
Anoint my presence with understanding, compassion
Upon my homeless sight bring into my existence mental peace
So, my heart my not become weary in my pilgrimage where dry comfort I seek greets
When shelters are out of reach
As my mind, and my weary body may rest upon a bed of stones
Where my soul can quietly atone
Doves soaring in search higher grounds burying turmoil of past tomorrows
The covenant of rainbow between God and man
None holier unto humanity from where we stand
He who seeks shall find peace, within their reach
For the masqueraded, acrimony, rancor, discontent shall never lash the meek
Time is not assured by the human’s mind
Life is the blink of an eye in God’s time
Turn away and allow Sodom and Gomorrah to burn
Things we cannot see, we can never discern
One eye is always to see, the other eye is always to do
Right eye of the Sun left eye of the Moon
Battles shall commence, in fallen tears, in remembrance shall be felt
Moments in life heals itself
Wicked seeds of destruction allowed to thrive upon holy ground
Will never bear ripe fruit within this life or the next time around
Darkness journeys on the path of enlightened balancing the scales
The free will from Good and Bad the battle always for Heaven or Hell
The slew of the two-edge tongue of the truth will uphold
Praying on knees for others to conform come out the cold
Stand on the sacrosanct beliefs written in the sacred scrolls of old
Into the night humanity falls like casting precious stones
When hearts rest upon the anointing of salvation
Closed eyes needing to connect to earthly atone
Weary minds in perception take restless cover
The righteous, the faithful, and the sinner souls in quietude as the shadow of death hovers
Prayers to the almighty to continue to resist temptation, is to believe
Placing faith in the cause of that small mustard seed
Masks to hinder my speech but not my eyes
Propaganda bioengineered proteins created in a lab overseas
Hindrance of truth by governmental media lies
The upper echelon matrix of Humanoid and Artificial Intelligence will fall under its own demise
Is this the puppeteer's plan
The division of races to denounce the cries of lost voices where principles will no longer matter, twisted laws will only stand
Immigration, the new servitude to command
To clone civilization, the other haff inoculate toxins in the herd of child, woman, and man
Have faith, stockpile your goods, we are moving into the blood sacrifice age
Preserve those bottles of water, it is long away to look upon the sky, the truth no longer hidden, study your theological page
Asking in the cloak of darkness while wishing for redemption
Genocide by Marshal Law unto the masses, increasing the cost of daily survival, and higher taxes with no exemptions
We are in the wilderness of time, where is Moses once again to part the sea of divinity
The Merchants of depopulation the Reapers of death in the soil, who hears our cries has the Creator forgotten about you and me
On falsehood chariots they ride into poverty-stricken hoods as they poison the multitudes' DNA to set them free
On a ventilator, mechanical breaths
Was healthy yesterday, mental thriving until now, the body agitated, the only rest you seek is death
Allow me to feel the rain upon my face
So, I know when I close my eyes, my dreams will be cradled by Allah’s grace
Rain down on me in my day of furlong, show me love in passing
Anoint my presence with understanding, compassion
Upon my homeless sight bring into my existence mental peace
So, my heart my not become weary in my pilgrimage where dry comfort I seek greets
When shelters are out of reach
As my mind, and my weary body may rest upon a bed of stones
Where my soul can quietly atone
Published 18th Aug 2024
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"I always feel sorry for people who think more about a rainy day ahead than sunshine today." -
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19th Aug 2024 00:43am
This, my dear friend in my mind, is the heart of this wonderful spill
Allow me to feel the rain upon my face
So, I know when I close my eyes, my dreams will be cradled by Allah’s grace
Rain down on me in my day of furlong, show me love in passing
Anoint my presence with understanding, compassion
Upon my homeless sight bring into my existence mental peace
So, my heart my not become weary in my pilgrimage where dry comfort I seek greets
When shelters are out of reach
As my mind, and my weary body may rest upon a bed of stones
Where my soul can quietly atone
Allow me to feel the rain upon my face
So, I know when I close my eyes, my dreams will be cradled by Allah’s grace
Rain down on me in my day of furlong, show me love in passing
Anoint my presence with understanding, compassion
Upon my homeless sight bring into my existence mental peace
So, my heart my not become weary in my pilgrimage where dry comfort I seek greets
When shelters are out of reach
As my mind, and my weary body may rest upon a bed of stones
Where my soul can quietly atone
19th Aug 2024 9:06pm
Thank you, my friend, this poem was personal and a token to my heart in regard to my advocacy for homeless that stared out in my collage days for a Sociology project.
I have lived on the streets for two nights out of my life and I tell you it is not a joke or to take lightly. It is an entire world that stands alone, and it hurts, oh my Lord have mercy it hurts, that we have illegal immigrants who cross our borders every day and is given, money, food, and shelter, we give billions to other countries to rebuild their structures, war head, and weapon of mass destruction, yet, no one has the time to care for our homeless population, it is not fair and it is a political hindrance under our democracy system of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness that's failing in my eyes.
I appreciate your poetic values and encouragement regarding the plague that is not going away or getting any better.
Please have a great Monday and any even better Tuesday.
Love and Hugs, always,
SKC🤎
I have lived on the streets for two nights out of my life and I tell you it is not a joke or to take lightly. It is an entire world that stands alone, and it hurts, oh my Lord have mercy it hurts, that we have illegal immigrants who cross our borders every day and is given, money, food, and shelter, we give billions to other countries to rebuild their structures, war head, and weapon of mass destruction, yet, no one has the time to care for our homeless population, it is not fair and it is a political hindrance under our democracy system of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness that's failing in my eyes.
I appreciate your poetic values and encouragement regarding the plague that is not going away or getting any better.
Please have a great Monday and any even better Tuesday.
Love and Hugs, always,
SKC🤎
19th Aug 2024 10:13pm
20th Aug 2024 1:33am
Well man kind has broken his covenant with God at his own demise. Because God does not need man. Man is in need of God. And yet man plays God to his own destruction. To serve God is to serve each other. Being loving and compassionate to each other and just. So instead of being in service to each other we sit in judgement of each other. And yet some will say in the name of God. Yet it is in the name of their personal beliefs system. Rather than in the name of God. For religions claim to be a religion of peace. Yet shed blood causes misery upon mankind death and pestilence. Man has the free will to choose right or wrong. Yet as it seems man Has chosen God yet chosen to be one a idol worshipper. And that Idol is himself. My Queen great wisdom shared thank you and it's much appreciated. Have a royal day my Queen.
21st Aug 2024 8:15pm
What a powerful analogy, my King and I can agree on some of your analytical points of contentions, in retro, I bow to you for giving such a worthless cause that you know is close to my heart, your most encouraging acknowledgement and your thoughts of such a plight that has been overlooked or simply forgotten.
In my humble opinion, no human being, rather here or abroad should never have to go without, the basic necessities to survive, water, shelter, food and clothing.
I know we all have hardship in our lives at time, and I cannot speak on how, when, or why a person or family becomes homeless, it could be for political purposes to demonstrate for immoral treatment of its citizens, or may be for immigrates seeking asylum for a better life, whatever it is, it is a systematic agenda that seems to not be properly addressed on placed on the Senate floor for a vote.
Yet, we vote to go into war, to tear down countries using our military troops, then play the Creator in rebuilding that same country, and taking its citizens as our own. The government provides them the tools to better their life.
I have been to several cities, from Atlanta, Texas, and to Memphis and the scenery remains the same, people who are living in tent cities, belongings in disarray, no shoes on the feet, and then you have an influx of immigrants seeking that pursuit of happiness and in this country, most are not vetted, not even given a social security number, my King , yet they are given dry beds, government assistance, schooling.
I do not understand who is playing God, the government, old policies of the books that have not been updated or not yet mandated to include everyone in that life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness the Constitution’s oath, however, it is in paces, bit it appears from observation it does not get passed down to its own citizens,
To be homes is not a lifestyle, not a setback because at some point, we are all a paycheck from being homeless or in dire occurrences that can render our presence hopeless.
Thank you for understanding my views and going further to summarize yours in a divine manner. Two gifted intellects that meets in the middle of any causes is always a beautiful feast upon civilization.
Please enjoy your day, my love and have a restful Wednesday evening.
Love and all my Hugs, always,
SKC😘
In my humble opinion, no human being, rather here or abroad should never have to go without, the basic necessities to survive, water, shelter, food and clothing.
I know we all have hardship in our lives at time, and I cannot speak on how, when, or why a person or family becomes homeless, it could be for political purposes to demonstrate for immoral treatment of its citizens, or may be for immigrates seeking asylum for a better life, whatever it is, it is a systematic agenda that seems to not be properly addressed on placed on the Senate floor for a vote.
Yet, we vote to go into war, to tear down countries using our military troops, then play the Creator in rebuilding that same country, and taking its citizens as our own. The government provides them the tools to better their life.
I have been to several cities, from Atlanta, Texas, and to Memphis and the scenery remains the same, people who are living in tent cities, belongings in disarray, no shoes on the feet, and then you have an influx of immigrants seeking that pursuit of happiness and in this country, most are not vetted, not even given a social security number, my King , yet they are given dry beds, government assistance, schooling.
I do not understand who is playing God, the government, old policies of the books that have not been updated or not yet mandated to include everyone in that life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness the Constitution’s oath, however, it is in paces, bit it appears from observation it does not get passed down to its own citizens,
To be homes is not a lifestyle, not a setback because at some point, we are all a paycheck from being homeless or in dire occurrences that can render our presence hopeless.
Thank you for understanding my views and going further to summarize yours in a divine manner. Two gifted intellects that meets in the middle of any causes is always a beautiful feast upon civilization.
Please enjoy your day, my love and have a restful Wednesday evening.
Love and all my Hugs, always,
SKC😘
23rd Aug 2024 11:40pm
