Wednesday, 14 January 2015

In the wee hours this morning.

Has It Dawned on Us?

Shooting and killing drugs or violence?
Why are you enamored our sons and daughters?
Are you enraptured in love or lust?
So much beyond and before wedlock?
Too much more no family at all?
Who cares for the baby born or unborn?
The child become an old man still nobody cares?
The girl now is an old woman raped?
Feel her pain so euthanize them?
Mortgage for you new home?
Or rent a luxury condo?
Nickels for those who have no place?
And dimes for them whom live at home?
Food piled on our plates in the garbage?
Garbage in our food our networks?
Our technology stinks our laps?
Topped our children forlorn?
Is it the American way?
Is it not like Palestine long long ago
Or like the time of Abram and Lot
Or earlier still as the days of Noah
Fire and sword destroyed Bethlehem and Pompeii
Costal floods like tidings and surprise
Attacks as news your world is gone
The Lord was born Prince of Peace
Rather we've bought the Prince of lies
This prince of the air says fly with me
Or fly me no need to change
Sure those troubles not your fault
No problem make it on your own
The Lord says drather be blessed with my Spirit
It says druther you were born again
Not live as mere flesh and blood
But have a New Life be Baptized
With water and the Spirit live again
Awaken to the Light of these matters
Poverty of spirit is the Way
The truth is the Church was
Never the prime source of evil
Areligious unreligious are
Those who accept the Christ as Truth
Do not disappoint at the rate
They outside a church do
The promises of satan are not true
True is the love of my God for me
I eagerly await the dawn of a day
Each day with grace every one free
Another day sweet Communion and mercy
The dawning of peace in my world in my time
A truth a reality a possibility a potential
Everybody sees and in everyone
This is the true spirit of America
True freedom in Canada Conversion in Mexico
Our Lady of Guadalupe was clothed with the sun
The moon at her feet treads on the serpent
Of lies that the dawn will never come
Our native land a Reconciled home!

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