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When the past beckons the present
to speak to the future.
The reason for the darkness.
That flooded the souls of men


When the atmosphere breathes.
Through the nostrils of the winds.
Convictions of hopelessness.
For the salvation of humanity..


When rectitude is raped..
An becomes pregnant.
With bastard children.
Hybrid of virtues in sodomy.
Forming a vast colony.


When truth is enthroned in dust..
And with love,
armies of deception gather.
To destroy the foundations laid in the past.
By the ancestors of our future.


When voices
crying on the hills of depravity.
mutilated by memories that lie on fading dreams.
When pages tainted with inks of sorrow
and promises kept and broken.
are laid with lives which had long been taken


What shall we do then
Continue to look at the curtains of grace
That rest in the temple of Israel
Or stand up to the foe
That lay to waste
The pages of many lifetimes.


What shall we do then
Bathe in the nemesis of our failures
As the threshold of frustration
Breaks our courage to move on.


Look at the pages of your destiny
Read between the lines therein
Master the blueprints drawn meticulously
and see the victory that lies within.

© 2014

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