#lords
Our Father, who art in the flames
Hallowed be thy name
Their kingdoms fall
Thy will was done
You gave us our freedom
We remember your sacrifice
And we will not forgive blasphemy
May you burn their temptations
And keep us from the smolder
For thine is the fire
The freedom, and the sacrifice
Forever
Amen
Mar 28, 2020
Mar 28, 2020 at 7:55 PM UTC
"I'm NOT going to tell you
this is NOT
JUST a test
like I tell ALL the rest
that it's ONLY
a test?
C'mon
you should know better"
I'm noticing this guy has a lot of ink
all over
and the darkest kind
"So it's NOT
Not an ordinary exam?
this ain't basketball tryouts?"
I ask...
"I just took a walk in the park
had a...
white
****** knuckle sandwich
I played pinochle
with the Old Man
rode in bear backed
like Lady Godiva...."
I heard
words &
Maniacal laughter
played by symphony of demons
& smirking
violinists in the background
"I'll tell you it
is
in
FACT
a
TEST
***
a super difficult one..."
then
".....continue reading my contract...."
reading and absorbing
unfathomable amounts of learning
and yearning
with
excellent Earning Potential
requires a decent,
above average
genius IQ
i don't need anything
other than...
to
leave my heart behind
and any other angels
my set of wings
saved aside
this is just a ride
I tell myself
they cast him out you know
fallen Angel
and....no other Gods, Mommy, Daddy, deities....xcetera.
"logically it's been there all along
everyone hears me
not like you can IGNORE my voice
you've seen my ad...."
(a bony finger with a long sharp nail
points upward)...
"up there
you know where...
on the billboard in Times Square
i am 100% certain it was you"
and it is
here I am.
Okay, I'm in control...breathe
take a sip of moonshine first
shhhhh...
listen
a little chuckle
Lucifer continues....
"You can bring Conscience along
she has been cleared.. "
Loudspeaker coming on
"We repeat
this is NOT a Strong Storm warning
there won't be any arms waving
no lights like at the airport
telling you where to land
no hands outside the vehicle
or for holding"
A pause,
finally...in closing
he looks my way...saying
"You'll stop at the Crossroads
lose the shirt
see a
blinking Amber Alert
don't stop at the bar
no flirting....
look back
actually there's a poetic flood
it's coming
that 'deluge' of your
bloodstained Indigo ink"
filled paper
boats are
floating &
he is gloating
"you might refer to the Ark section
of your Manual
before it's time to go...."
I gather important
necessary documents
for example making sure my will is signed
on the dotted line
***** donor checked off
blood type
leaving all others behind
no certainty of any kind
may not return
from an
Unknown Destination
things tend to get worse
before they get better
grab a sweater
a bumpy ride
my friend
dragging those
sharpened ink filled
fingertips
down a chalkboard...
I buckle up
transportation provided
nausea subsided
here I go
down below
"I thought
I would
always have to
take you
kicking......
& screaming
still saying the
Lord's Prayer
signed, sealed
& delivered."
I smile...
nod ...
I say
"Yut...
guess so"
time to go
getting up
from a chair...
& I swear
I am
walking
out
no
room
for
any
doubt.
Cherie Nolan © 2016
Jul 11, 2016
Jul 11, 2016 at 4:05 PM UTC
We plyed our oars as we sweeped across the surf,
our ships skimming the water with ease,
we seized towns, plundered fishing ports, sacked cities,
we worshipped the great Odin, in his hall in Asgard,
All for what?
We did this, so we might go to Valhalla, the last revelry.
Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 10:25 PM UTC