http://www.one.org
MANKIND’S DELIVERANCE ®
Original, spiritual and awakening visionary poetry by Donna J. Fennel.
Quilled on this 10th day of July, 2005 - I pray that humanity survives.
Revised by dawn's wondrous hues on July 2, 2006, heralding the news.
Especially for you, for whom I pray you witness wondrous world anew.
After all that planet Earth has been through, your reward is long overdue.
Although this poem has provoked controversy, it is meant to offer mercy.
A troubled traveler looked down upon his somber children of time ~
Meeting gazes of men who wished the skies had borne their solution.
While poverty and pollution poisons their waning world and minds ~
Now they brewed a fugue of brood heading towards global revolution.
A world society of piety whose promise harbored the mindful ability ~
Hoping to learn how to work towards mending melancholy and lament.
This cosmic peacemaker’s call to duty would fortify their own fragility ~
For His celestial preparation had been well spent, before He was resent.
A quest for pacifying their suffering, gratifying hearts needing buffering ~
The virtues of trust and learning He would lend, for their spirits to mend.
Their lack of the missing link would lead poor Earth towards the brink ~
Of demise. Alas, compassion needed courage of man’s own mustering.
Flood of blood carrying chaos and disease, paths offering nowhere to go ~
As though the past and present were untrue, lighting the way for a mere few.
Dodging land mines throughout space and time, while the four winds blow ~
Yet mankind’s faith would soon be renewed through this being from the blue.
Velvet veins of butterflies mirror His radiance entering Earth’s atmosphere ~
Of drear and fear, for they provide a path of illume as guide to light His way
Towards lands where He will roam for years, for an awaiting world to hear ~
That it is their time, during this time, to receive a new planet of peaceful way.
Planet Earth’s time had now arrived, in accordance with their Master Plan ~
For this hallowed visitor to intervene, and resurrect that which will protect.
Fortnight when the stars had shone, He gently descended from His throne ~
Flanked by guardian army of His divine command to aid the family of man.
These angels of the Indigo would serve Him well with Earth-bound majesty ~
For as instruments of peace they, too, would be the messengers for His cause.
Gossamer-winged dancers heralding the answers to end this planet’s tragedy ~
Offering His chalice to absorb the mires and fires of impending Martial Law.
Flight of might ‘midst fleeting seasons, etched within echelon of eternity eons ~
These divine mercenaries would fulfill their quest to bless as welcomed guests
Men who asked for His forgiveness, while they gave grace and offered same ~
To humanity in their Higher Power’s name, ne’er to be cast as deserted pawns.
‘Pon gilded chariot led by no beast or horse, men destined for the divine course ~
Will ride alongside all of mercy, leaving behind a pillory forged by unjust crime.
Prophecy proclaims it so, that ye of little faith in humankind will know the force ~
Of their fated, fatal blow from the vile command of the evil one born in your time.
Beware of the one daemonic, who will rise to power claiming Earth as his own ~
Yet there lurks a toxin in his human cave, for his body cannot withstand the wave
Of cosmic harmonics reverberating from One who will, in your red hour, come ~
To face this entity in a human-bound concourse, defeating him with divine force.
He who appears to you as distinguished with allure, harbors deceptive grandeur ~
In a formal guise meant to connive and corrupt, while unbeknown to you disrupt
Your governments and societies, proclaiming altruism masked with deadly piety ~
Inherent in his character from day one, yet you will perceive him as a rising sun.
Oft competing and offense repeating, a parade of raid so sinister and fleeting ~
Did man not know end days were soon to come, under tyranny of the evil one?
Already amongst his humankind, weaving a tapestry of terror certain to wind ~
‘Round throats of those who do not conform to New World Order being born.
For your sake, I hope that you do not buy into malevolent false proclamation ~
Because I have seen unification of several nations ensnared by this temptation.
Mankind does not deserve to be blind sighted by this as a positive affirmation ~
Apply caution and intuition; otherwise, man will suffer his ultimate extermination.
Feeling helplessly forsaken, seeking miracles from which they will awaken ~
Through the deified proclamation of One who will assist in their regeneration.
Casting away crystal orb through which He viewed His children being shaken ~
And bruised from their infected rules obtuse, to abuse their future generations.
Assisted by star shine, He glided through time and space towards His new run ~
While a gleaming galaxy gaped in wonder, perplexed by their next observation.
For when He entered the Earth realm, where He would lovingly steer His helm ~
The Celestine above wished Him luck and love towards His merciful Revelation.
© 2005-09 Donna J. Fennel, Owner of Donnadreamland. All rights reserved.®
Donate through the Hurricane Katrina relief organizations here
Negotiate
Peace : A unique citizens' peace initiative.
"Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known."
"We realize that our future is unsure, yet our past is set in stone ~
Roll your mouse over us.
<![CDATA[<BGSOUND src="http://www.donnadreamland.citymax.com/f/bmount.mid" loop="2">]]>
Back to Top
My site is optimized for all browsers - for screen resolution 800x600 - for 16 bit or better color.
