Reclaimed History

Out of pure Love from heaven above
I hunt these sadden hills
to reclaim history of My true God

If I had known the heartaches that
was coming my way
I would had jump down and start to
pray with no end

Down this road of History is cold
and evil It is call Wormwood
Why would I want to waste my days in lies?

To wash me away in the night
This walk is the time of the Rock
The gleaming of His heart came to mine

The bleach softens bones
of the ancient Knights lay in High places
the words they had held in their souls
of the age of long ago;

Speaks out on High with the wind
Who are these coming in black
Why are they looking down on me with Lies?
You can see it in their eyes

Their alarming with shame and blame
They are written down in hast of the dark side
Pebbles moves within the wind like a great boon

Like a dream of a gift from God telling me not
to give up my Faith
Hold on and never let the Dark of Lies take me down
I will walk in History of righteous men.

Poetic Judy Emery © 1980

The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery