NO MORE 'CHANCE'

An angelic traveller from astral planes
foretold her own future…where and when fate would reign
for many a lifetime she would remain
Fighting for justice again and again.

So the words I’m about to reveal out aloud
shall speak of an old soul
Spoken in vow.

Her physical body may be broken and spent
As this woman withstood each and every event
Her cause for elation, frustration was meant
To collide; ride by her side as she dreamt
Where she went, heaven sent
The true understanding of feeling lament.

These words she penned are proof of her being
an earth-bound angel had been gifted in seeing
what she was worth, her life had new meaning
she was chosen from birth, from the very beginning.

As every action, reaction, mistake
decided how destiny would deal her this fate.
And the one whom she trusted would die on this date.
“Take your bike, be quick and don’t be late.”
And he never returned, her heart burned with wait.

She already knew, predicting the vision
of her partners’ disastrous motorbike collision
but was this to be his chosen path
leaving behind his aftermath…

His lies and secrets were about to unfold
Adding a whole new grief to her world
for all she was told was his brain would remain
in an induced coma,
would he live?
Be the same?
Then only 2 days later his family came
demanding, commanding I forget that man’s name.

The mental stress of caring drags on
Then 12 days later his mum passed away, she was gone
Which brings me to why I’ve seen ‘12’ for so long.

As a child I predicted disasters on earth
Earthquakes on turf, tidal waves in the surf
and a new world order was about to give birth…

For years to come I would always see ‘12’
As this was a number I had chosen myself
Gaining wisdom, never abused it for wealth
Yet it made itself known when ‘12’ impacted health.
Karma then came on October the twelfth
preparing despair on his life and herself.

As the saying goes…’Be cruel to be kind’
therefore she was shown how love can be blind.

Because on this very day, ‘12’ surely appeared
Crashing his bike, causing trauma; severe.
And then 12 days later his mum died, disappeared.

Crippling the naïve love she gave
yet her heart, mind and soul were no longer enslaved
To a man who demanded she lived life his way.
With these events; circumstantial, the angels came into play
Thus a path in full view had clearly been paved
her life had been chosen as the one to be saved.

Yet her moment to shine was now riddled by pain
she needed release of not only blame,
but the shame she now felt held results without gain.

A frenzy of unwilled fate was fulfilled
for he won’t be back, nor will his ill-will.
Still…
'The Devil’ must wait, in limbo, alone
while heart-break and hardship prepare for the unknown.

‘Twelve’ was about to enter her lair
and show her that somebody could give the right care.
Ending the main source of pain she had stored
She was guaranteed glory, she would claim her reward.

On the 12th of November she received an email
her dream of being published prevailed
“We loved your children’s’ book” she said
“We are going to publish…” is all that I read.

Tears streamed down my face in denial
I was finally found, no longer on trial!
For she could not conquer her man’s demons, demands
then an arch-angel whispered…

      “I will now take your hand, so nothing will harm you,
so strong you now stand, so much beauty to view."
"Cast out your creations for all to see
as all you speak of is honesty.
"The utmost respect will be given to those
that have prayed for the one who finally glows."

     “We angels will always watch over you
until the end of time, as your dreams have come true.”
“You deserve the justice through poetic rhyme
as an empathy, unique, you are one of a kind.”

“Your energy will gradually regain its flow
Your compassionate heart will depart all you know
Your courage will cradle the uneasy mind
Your curious nature has allowed you to find
A place in this race to relax and unwind
We acknowledge your legacy to that of mankind.”

That night I felt an overwhelming presence
Blessing my journey, igniting my essence
and goose bumps covered every inch of my skin
a brand new sensation was now felt within.

Surrounded by angels, my body was beaming
my eyes were closed and my smile was gleaming.
As I said from the start, spoken in vow
I was made to invade and evade evil now.

And to those who choose envy, lies or deceit
your journey in life could never be complete
so with warning, be wary, your words are in vain
Karma will kill or cure your name.

And for now I will wait and anticipate
the 12th of the 12th, an exceptional date
it may be the day my book lands on shops shelf
another prediction one could make for themselves.
 
Dedicated to ‘Every Chance’
I pray for you with love and forgiveness.
 
Carey Milton © 2017