Wednesday, November 18, 2015

A vision, it seemed,
but it wasn't a dream. 

proud teachers deceiving
lost souls desperate, seeking
from east to the west of the earth
strong crying, declaring,
proclaiming, confessing:
"miracles and blessings for me!"
while sinning, transgressing,
disobedient, rebelling,
seducers and witchcraft
guile with bile
taken captive of sin
without ceasing
thick clouds increasing
lust burning flesh to the bone

Cruel words, mockers.
turn from knowledge of God
Maker of heaven and earth
Savior of the quickened
Who were dead in their sins
Avenger to wicked ones
blasphemers, all liars,
whore-mongers,
unbelievers and sorcerers

SCORNERS delight
against Jesus the Christ 
the Holy One of God
the Blood that was shed
betrayed
tormented spirits unclean
they rage in the streets
World.without conscience of sin.

who hold the truth in deceits.
Dreamers and schemers,
reprobate silver, 
prophets of Baal. hypocrites.

bow to the image of gold
the one that is worshipped
receive mark of darkness from hell.

"Our lips are our own! who is lord over us?" 



transforming, beguiling
to kill
sheep without shepherd
Marked by a leopard.
two-fold conversion to hell.



where the lost was not found
strange winds of teaching
like a rushing sound
boldly deceived
of lowest estate
some maimed or deaf
all of them blind.
A vision, it seemed.
But it wasn't a dream. 

a strange speech was telling 
with stammering lips, 
repeating the sound, 
confusion of faces all around. 
no judgement was found, 
only those who were bound. 

Here is the place, 
the desolate place. 
no more music or joy
found in thee. 
no praise of the free, 
Not after the senses
Have died in the fleshness
for sin remains active
unburied to fall. 
fallen from grace, 
most heavenly place, 
given to reprobate minds