SojournA Poem by PoetryofProvidence
Sojourners in a land not our own
seek we the place we will call our home archetype of the promise you gave to Abraham the future children they shall possess the land Servants of the Truth dwellers of the tent traveled upon your path wherever you them sent faithful to your laws the life you for them choose vast are your promises nothing here to lose Happy is the one who listens to your voice blessings you have offered who could refuse the choice like Jesus laid down that life for Love that is True the heavenly nature he hoped to give to you And so in past are hidden all of our sorrows but haunt they do the ghosts of our tomorrows though dead and gone the memories of our past their essences remain with us until the last Like all those born we have fallen down but you oh God have promised us a crown hand picked you have only hearts of those be true willing in Loves service your requests they do Adoration for your wisdom clarity and light hearts teaming with affection every day and night a language the land of time forgot touched by tragedy in the kingdom of the caught Crushed and lost in the roads we have wandered loyalty love and truth our characters been squandered slaves to a system full of harmful thought lack of loving kindnesses what the adversary brought A dearth of justice , afflictions are the cost removed from the garden all there we have lost you have promised a return to the land of song a paradise where all mankind will belong We watch the events that have marked our time your plan for the next age to bring all things in line with urgency to keep the laws of Love in sight for descending to earth is cast the Lord of night Rejoice oh lovers the accuser from heaven banished woe oh earth he comes a ravaging and famished six millennia the blood of the prophets spilled seeks now he does all of mankind killed The only thing now holding back the winds the sealing of the holy ones closing to its ends our Son be hidden the rise of the false dawn a century of warning has sounded the alarm No more excuses lesson from our history clear man has thrown away whats precious and placed what is harmful dear Politics and religions has laid the deadly snare strangled and destroyed our ability to care Earthly kind have thrown the vote to the hand of the Dark Knight unable to recognize he is the master of our plight his weapons are poised for death and destruction man knows only war the finality of his instruction Oh come , King of Creation the days are drawing to their close all earths time and history has violence exposed the sheep lost among the packs of wolves the unclean spirits from he of cloven hooves Our cries Father of Light into your Temple come weeping of the centuries time to be undone the beating of our hearts rise to you in prayer send again your Son whose Kingdom wherein we care COPYRIGHT © 2010 C Michael Miller via Duboff Law Group LLC © 2013 PoetryofProvidence |
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