Oh, let not another die in bloodshed cries,
how life is a longing in ones vain
look into these eyes you once bestowed
tell me oh haters what it is you see
a lovely light of another kind that stands on high
gleaming into the night,
Did you see the Life rose that stands on the sea?
the beautiful rose that grew in the inner gates;
I do see what it is you don't,
it is funny how dreams come to me and let me breath
the words I hear and the things I see can bring pain
but then it can give so much peace,
Let the unfortunate be and let them see
what the haters are doing to thee that stands by me
let the cries of the blind echo into the night
the sounds will wake the perish that is calling on the Name
oh, haters of life these clumsy scribbling of lies
will bring you in pain for all the bleed shed you bring,
Let death feel it's own pity, and regrets of bloodshed lie
that has been bound by the laws of hate;
raise your eyes in the direction of the north
what do you see? Did you see the hate of this world
all the detestable things the evil has done?
oh, valley plain perfume the air with lies,
you filled the land with violence
you have coked-out true love
but then you cry out in your own blood shed lies
shooting at the souls you could never hold
God Jehovah will act in rage and His eyes will not feel
sorry, neither shall feel compassion on that day.
- Judy Emery © 1980
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery