The drones have made themselves known.
Who knows where they come from
who knows where they go?
This could be the end for all we know.
White blinking lights swarm the skys,
sporadic patterns, deep state lies.

It seems that we are accelerating into crazy.
But our leaders assures there is no threat.
(How would they know?)

P.s Where can I purchase one of these crafts?

The ocean is vast
and
the shallows deep
bounded
by
predators
in the devil's keep
.

In Palestine where little
Children are sad every day
And there tears of there
Parents stain the land
Blood and tears and heartache
A d the screaming and crying echos
Around the world and the media
Tells lies about Palestine
And its history repeating
Its over and over again like world war two
Violence hate and ****** never ending

And the olive trees are set on fire
And the children can't even
Play it's just war today and
Their innocence at such a cost
Their futures in uncertainty unfurled

Palestinians crying at night and deep
In my heart I feel your pain and
For peace and justice near and far so
Lets end the darkness and hate and
Lord Jesus Christ I pray for the suffering

Though the pain runs deep and wide
In Palestine love and strength abide.

he was looking at them
searching for answers
but all he could see
was their vacancy;
their eyes hollow and shallow,
he ceased.
his dreams evaporated,
and his spirit deceased.

When I asked my mum
What she sees when she looks at me,
She gently replied: “My girl!”
Warmth filled my heart.
With those words,
Such a visceral response received.
Is that what truth and joy feel like?



Love.

You Wanted Flowers So Bad,
But You Forgot to Water Them.
They Cant Grow On Their Own
And Neither Can You

Now the Water Flows so Effortlessly,
Like a Natural Spring.
My Eyes Become Wells as My Cheeks Turn to Streams, Slowly Drifting You Out of My Conscience.

The Disturbing Irony Tests My Temper That I Want Comfort From the One Who Hurt Me.

Then I Understood.

The most Loving Act She Could do, Was Letting Me Go. Hoping I Find Comfort in Myself.

O’ You who veil Yourself in the folds of unseen light,
I am lost in Your absence, yet You are my sight.
The world is but a shadow of Your sacred name,
My heart a canvas for the brush of Your flame.

You have left, yet You are ever near,
A dance of yearning that I hold dear.
With every breath, You pierce my soul’s deep core,
Each beat calls Your name, and yet, I desire more.

Come forth, O’secret, hidden in the night,
Break through this silence, reveal Your might.
In the quiet chambers of my restless heart,
Let Your presence manifest, let our spirits never part.

In the void of separation, I find Your trace,
In every moment, I see Your face.
The veils that cover You are but illusions of time,
For You are beyond, an eternal rhyme.

Let Your love, like a river, flow through me,
In every drop, Your essence, I shall see.
O' manifestation of the Divine, the Beloved true,
All my seeking ends, for You are my view.

In my heart, let Your name be carved like the stars,
A beacon that leads through life’s fleeting scars.
In this journey of union, let there be no divide,
For You, O’ Beloved, are the truth inside.