Poem -

CHILDREN OF THE DAWN

CHILDREN OF THE DAWN

Shall we cohabit

and berth the new age

whose silver tinsels

dangle in their ice forms outside

as we

on the inside feel the freeze

combing our efforts

to build a fire for our shelter.

What does your body say

and can you feel

the ambiance of God flowing

guiding you

from a suffocating wind

whereas now

you can breathe in a tonality.

These shelters are for the Poets

speaking in foreign tongues

and projecting

their science into the void of Light

reassembling

their fortress of strength

and providing a new reasoning

for the sake

of a new civilization on the horizon.

Shall we

cohabit and bear the children

who will

distinctly create a new emergence

phrasing our existence

by the sublimated mind of God

These shelters will protect us

for the

evil soldiers of our misfortune

will try and kill us

when they find where we hide.

Clever as

a Roman hunting Christ

our whereabouts

will not be known or should it

as we debate

the reason of our plight?

Sodom and Gomorrah has a stench

that only the defecation of Sin

could paralyze

and time, the just factor will stop

when God

comes upon the graven site of its affinity.

We have hidden behind the curtain

as politicians

circumvent the good of mankind

creating an atheism flag

and marching

to the drum of Satan’s prideful army.

Shall we

all berth in a new creation

Understanding

that we

are slowly being absorbed by Sin?

Burning to death

in the soup of our impostering kin

we will

hold hands against the flames

and never ascertain

the natures of why we Sinned.

These shelters are for Poets

whose last stand

will be a franchising effort

to support

via the shield of God, and

the house

and home of all the righteous few.

Whoever

has the greatest mind

shall deliver people

to the next plateau of arms

and fulfill

the character of God

by which all conflict turning into peace

will stand.

Come into the cave

Poetic Men and Women

and cohabit

the flesh and hearts of each other

in a Holy community of children

that so blessed is the rising

to bring forth justice

by the same blood divided not by color.

Children of the dawn …

The eternal face of new history …

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