This Day something good will happen –
wish it, or not, doesn't matter,
yet these words call a Catalyst
upon all, but mostly those in need
not greedy or complaining, patiently
expecting relief, smilingly in faith
to you; good fortune, just a sprinkle great enough
to empower, enrich, enliven 95%
a majority among majorities.
Blessings galore fall like rain, snow,
each held by a miniature angel,
for all needy, true, beseeching,
living creatures, male and female.
This is not a dream, theory, guess or
premonition. It is the truth.
Ultimately, it will be the poor who
will, by any means necessary, inherit the earth.
Sprinkle, O Catalyst, upon all those
of the world, oppressed, shivering
miserable, homeless, destitute, elderly, young,
all those and most of all, victims
of violence, injustice, racism, overlooked
by one percenters,
this on behalf of you, for you -- wealth,
vitals, food, bills paid, may all these
receive from Universe every need,
be blessed, free, not simply survive,
yet always thrive in cooperation
with a divine motive, for there isn't
a minuscule space within this world
not inhabited by a Answer to a Need,
a queue exists.
Expose a revelation of an unseen nature.
Today, someone in the heavens or the earth
gets their need or wish.
If it's you, spread your joy to someone else.
Apr 22, 2019
Apr 22, 2019 at 9:56 AM UTC
This Day something good will happen –
wish it, or not, doesn't matter,
yet these words call a Catalyst
upon all, but mostly those in need
not greedy or complaining, patiently
expecting relief, smilingly in faith
to you; good fortune, just a sprinkle great enough
to empower, enrich, enliven 95%
a majority among majorities.
Blessings galore fall like rain, snow,
each held by a miniature angel,
for all needy, true, beseeching,
living creatures, male and female.
This is not a dream, theory, guess or
premonition. It is the truth.
Ultimately, it will be the poor who
will, by any means necessary, inherit the earth.
Sprinkle, O Catalyst, upon all those
of the world, oppressed, shivering
miserable, homeless, destitute, elderly, young,
all those and most of all, victims
of violence, injustice, racism, overlooked
by one percenters,
this on behalf of you, for you -- wealth,
vitals, food, bills paid, may all these
receive from Universe every need,
be blessed, free, not simply survive,
yet always thrive in cooperation
with a divine motive, for there isn't
a minuscule space within this world
not inhabited by a Answer to a Need,
a queue exists.
Expose a revelation of an unseen nature.
Today, someone in the heavens or the earth
gets their need or wish.
If it's you, spread your joy to someone else.
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