During my entire life, I have never been in a time in which hope is needed so badly. My readers, my family, and my friends all seem to be looking for it. They ask me to give them hope. I try valiantly to give them whatever small piece I can find on that particular day.
Of course, the more you know (or think you know) the more alarmed you will be about our current situation. There is also what I believe to be a mass precognition alarm going off in the heads of many. Our danger senses are going off. Our consciousness is reacting and producing feelings that we really don’t understand. All of which seems to hang over our daily lives like an invisible Sword of Damocles waiting to pierce our unsuspecting skulls. There is a tick tick tick right now of what appears to be a vaccine bomb counting down to detonation in 4.5 billion souls. So how is it even remotely possible to be “normal” with the distinct possibility of 58.1% of our population headed for mass graves? It’s impossible.
All of which brings me to my gift of hope to our tattered and torn world. This is the best I can do right now. I created this a few months ago. It’s been called a prayer for our times. I hope it gives you a bit of hope for this coming New Year.
To Defeat the Beast When Satan walks the earth Taking different shapes Of men, beasts and things Infecting the small and the mighty Poisoning both the strong and the weak Buying souls by the thousands And then making them work Tearing asunder, all that is just And all that is good Replacing; love with hate Toleration with humiliation Peace with war Feasts with famines Plenty with poverty Life with death. Preying upon human sheep No man, woman or child is safe From his deadly embrace ‘Tis not safe in the world When Satan walks the earth unchained And unfettered by heaven and earth Answering to no one Destroying with reckless abandon And a gleeful distain For everything good in this world For everything loved in this world. When Satan walks the earth All that is just and good Must forge iron swords of truth and justice To be wielded by ordinary men and women Whose purity of heart and conviction of soul Will give them the strength and the courage To defeat the beast Sending him and his human whores Back to the pit of hell Back to the fire and brimstone Back to where they belong.
“To Defeat the Beast” and other poems about the coming apocalypse are in my book, Journeys into the Red Zone (54 poems for 2021)
Nice poem, LB. We certainly have our work cut out for us to preserve/regain our freedom and defeat the forces of evil.
Lawrence! Thank you for directing my attention to this post and your poetry. Tearily beautiful, and I will be a fan for life. I can't wait to buy your book.
I'm 71, in perfect health, and fighting the good fight in NH to convince parents to stop going to Health Care Vaccinators (Pediatricians) and poisoning their children. The same with aged with the toxic flu shot. Now THIS C-jab. Cognitive Dissonance was a term not in my vocabulary until these past 4 years. Sigh.