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Through twisted bars of dark wrought iron I see the shining golden home. There once I’d been in my personal Zion from which I’d freely roam. But now I note I’ve lost the key to this imposing gate: I stand outside, trying hard to see what caused this change of fate. When and why did I turn my back on this inner keep of peace? How to drop the sackcloth black and find a new release? Now I must pull me up and scale these castle walls that I myself had built before I took this fall. For my sake and for those I love it’s time to find my way back to where sounds of cooing doves becalmed me, come what may.
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Oct 23, 2024
Oct 23, 2024 at 8:58 AM UTC
Personal Zion
Planted upon Mount Zion By the Ancient of Days: A Magnificent Tree seen – beheld – By withering grasses’ gaze Seasons come, go, and change; The Tree is here to stay Withstanding time and weathering, Won’t bend or ever fray... Word is carried by the Wind, Sent forth through gentle whispers: "The Tree of Life is here indeed, Let ears who hear be listeners" Prepare the heart! Prepare the way! Find Rest down by the River… Where running sweet…is scarlet sap... And fruit that will deliver... .
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Sep 22, 2020
Sep 22, 2020 at 10:03 AM UTC
The Tree
Save me, O God; for the waters are come in unto my soul. I sink in deep mire, where there is no standing: I am come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me. I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: mine eyes fail while I wait for my God. They that hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of mine head: they that would destroy me, being mine enemies wrongfully, are mighty: then I restored that which I took not away. O God, thou knowest my foolishness; and my sins are not hid from thee. Let not them that wait on thee, O Lord God of hosts, be ashamed for my sake: let not those that seek thee be confounded for my sake, O God of Israel. Because for thy sake I have borne reproach; shame hath covered my face. I am become a stranger unto my brethren, and an alien unto my mother's children. For the zeal of thine house hath eaten me up; and the reproaches of them that reproached thee are fallen upon me. When I wept, and chastened my soul with fasting, that was to my reproach. I made sackcloth also my garment; and I became a proverb to them. They that sit in the gate speak against me; and I was the song of the drunkards. But as for me, my prayer is unto thee, O Lord, in an acceptable time: O God, in the multitude of thy mercy hear me, in the truth of thy salvation. Deliver me out of the mire, and let me not sink: let me be delivered from them that hate me, and out of the deep waters. Let not the waterflood overflow me, neither let the deep swallow me up, and let not the pit shut her mouth upon me. Hear me, O Lord; for thy lovingkindness is good: turn unto me according to the multitude of thy tender mercies. And hide not thy face from thy servant; for I am in trouble: hear me speedily. Draw nigh unto my soul, and redeem it: deliver me because of mine enemies. Thou hast known my reproach, and my shame, and my dishonour: mine adversaries are all before thee. Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am full of heaviness: and I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; and for comforters, but I found none. They gave me also gall for my meat; and in my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink. Let their table become a snare before them: and that which should have been for their welfare, let it become a trap. Let their eyes be darkened, that they see not; and make their ***** continually to shake. Pour out thine indignation upon them, and let thy wrathful anger take hold of them. Let their habitation be desolate; and let none dwell in their tents. For they persecute him whom thou hast smitten; and they talk to the grief of those whom thou hast wounded. Add iniquity unto their iniquity: and let them not come into thy righteousness. Let them be blotted out of the book of the living, and not be written with the righteous. But I am poor and sorrowful: let thy salvation, O God, set me up on high. I will praise the name of God with a song, and will magnify him with thanksgiving. This also shall please the Lord better than an ox or bullock that hath horns and hoofs. The humble shall see this, and be glad: and your heart shall live that seek God. For the Lord heareth the poor, and despiseth not his prisoners. Let the heaven and earth praise him, the seas, and every thing that moveth therein. For God will save Zion, and will build the cities of Judah: that they may dwell there, and have it in possession. The seed also of his servants shall inherit it: and they that love his name shall dwell therein. Psalm 69 [KJV]
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Jul 12, 2020
Jul 12, 2020 at 9:56 AM UTC
Zionist Poem
Save me, O God; for the waters are come in unto my soul. I sink in deep mire, where there is no standing: I am come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me. I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: mine eyes fail while I wait for my God. They that hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of mine head: they that would destroy me, being mine enemies wrongfully, are mighty: then I restored that which I took not away. O God, thou knowest my foolishness; and my sins are not hid from thee. Let not them that wait on thee, O Lord God of hosts, be ashamed for my sake: let not those that seek thee be confounded for my sake, O God of Israel. Because for thy sake I have borne reproach; shame hath covered my face. I am become a stranger unto my brethren, and an alien unto my mother's children. For the zeal of thine house hath eaten me up; and the reproaches of them that reproached thee are fallen upon me. When I wept, and chastened my soul with fasting, that was to my reproach. I made sackcloth also my garment; and I became a proverb to them. They that sit in the gate speak against me; and I was the song of the drunkards. But as for me, my prayer is unto thee, O Lord, in an acceptable time: O God, in the multitude of thy mercy hear me, in the truth of thy salvation. Deliver me out of the mire, and let me not sink: let me be delivered from them that hate me, and out of the deep waters. Let not the waterflood overflow me, neither let the deep swallow me up, and let not the pit shut her mouth upon me. Hear me, O Lord; for thy lovingkindness is good: turn unto me according to the multitude of thy tender mercies. And hide not thy face from thy servant; for I am in trouble: hear me speedily. Draw nigh unto my soul, and redeem it: deliver me because of mine enemies. Thou hast known my reproach, and my shame, and my dishonour: mine adversaries are all before thee. Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am full of heaviness: and I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; and for comforters, but I found none. They gave me also gall for my meat; and in my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink. Let their table become a snare before them: and that which should have been for their welfare, let it become a trap. Let their eyes be darkened, that they see not; and make their ***** continually to shake. Pour out thine indignation upon them, and let thy wrathful anger take hold of them. Let their habitation be desolate; and let none dwell in their tents. For they persecute him whom thou hast smitten; and they talk to the grief of those whom thou hast wounded. Add iniquity unto their iniquity: and let them not come into thy righteousness. Let them be blotted out of the book of the living, and not be written with the righteous. But I am poor and sorrowful: let thy salvation, O God, set me up on high. I will praise the name of God with a song, and will magnify him with thanksgiving. This also shall please the Lord better than an ox or bullock that hath horns and hoofs. The humble shall see this, and be glad: and your heart shall live that seek God. For the Lord heareth the poor, and despiseth not his prisoners. Let the heaven and earth praise him, the seas, and every thing that moveth therein. For God will save Zion, and will build the cities of Judah: that they may dwell there, and have it in possession. The seed also of his servants shall inherit it: and they that love his name shall dwell therein. Psalm 69 [KJV]
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Behold the Man who goes to see The New Creation then set free The place no sins or sorrows grow The Promised Land to come aglow Oh flee the gates of Babylon! The ***** who feeds on her own spawn... May Zion be your heav’nly home The City where true lovers roam .
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May 30, 2020
May 30, 2020 at 9:30 AM UTC
Unveiled, Part 3: The City-Seer
Zionism is Hagar, and Jerusalem is Ishmael The Dome of the Rock is the Abomination The little horn is plain to sight but unseen So too the Rock, foreshadowed again and again Ishmael's thorn deep in Issac's heart Jerusalem never shall be again But when, not if, the thorn is pulled Earth shall gush blood as a heart ruptured Can the wicked's blessings be good? Does the wicked bless for good or evil? Or is the blessed of the wicked just as accursed? And thus Jerusalem blessed of Trump But unseen, unknown, stronger by the day The assembly is gathering as Mount Zion Not one bone out of joint nor broken, fitly one The Peace of Jerusalem, the Bride of God, awaits
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May 22, 2020
May 22, 2020 at 1:28 AM UTC
Peace of Jerusalem
a troubadour till aghast with crime that apolitically is verselet with cabal and state pore fourth their rot and an ulterior land when imperial country broker the peace process that descendants may repeal this year again!
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Aug 22, 2019
Aug 22, 2019 at 10:17 AM UTC
repeal
a woo in LA is Ali in Maja when She is a quaker with a model fashion when she's dire though in **** of a law a personal kingdom comes to harness her in this freeway and succumb with hot entrance theirs that matter in the end and strengthen those wakes that rose in Corinth in the days of yore those hours split the Red Sea If brothers in Egypt keep their Windsor Chair near the field of wheat so Nile rye our hippopotamus has kept a fold in the roll of nature only witness of love ferment the time in rickshaw
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Aug 5, 2019
Aug 5, 2019 at 9:46 AM UTC
A Sonnet Of Margarine
And now he stands here before you Crucified by you, but once again alive By the love of god alive He is the stone that the builders refused And he's become the head corner stone The almighty laid a stone in Zion A precious stone, for a sure foundation And those who rely on it shall not know fear Because the stone that the builders refused Becomes the head cornerstone The lord he has done this And it is marvelous in our eyes
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Nov 27, 2015
Nov 27, 2015 at 12:57 AM UTC
cornerstone
I was out wit me doopas. I was wailin' on a massive blunt. Feet up, eased up, havin' a blem time. All of a sudd'n, de fuzz comes out front. There's nowhere to hide. Gotta rid the scene of me stuff. Look back and de fuzz ain't der. Decide to take one last puff. De sirens start shriekin' Dey're almost here, no where to go. Do I stick me sliff in de ground? I stuff it up me nose. Sense of smell is lost from de heat. Feels like a fresh poptart was squeezed in me snout. De burning tingles, very bad, very bad. About to cry when de cops see me, no time to shout. He walks a little closer, I cringe. An island bwai wouldn't last in prison For de love of Zion, don't get caught. Finally we're face-to-face, I start pissin' De man looks down at de pool of **** He asks, "that's the hiding spot you chose?" He rips da spliff rite outta me snout. Dat's why you never stuff it up ya nose.
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Dec 3, 2014
Dec 3, 2014 at 11:21 PM UTC
Stuff It Up
Reggae Power Love Spliffs Zion Temptations Marley Pussay Dank ****** REGGAE
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Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 6:54 PM UTC
10 Words
Me love agony, seen? Me hate baldheads, seen? Me love collie, seen? Me hate duppies, seen? Me love easing up, seen? Me hate fishes, seen? Me love ***** seen? Me hate harbour sharks, seen? Me love "irie's", seen? Me hate janga, seen? Me love kush, seen? Me hate lagga heads, seen? Me love mateys, seen? Me hate nyng'i-nying'i, seen? Me love o-dokono, seen? Me hate passa passa, seen? Me love quashes, seen? Me hate running belly, seen? Me love science (witchcraft), seen? Me hate toto, seen? Me love uptown goodas, seen? Me hate vixxin', seen? Me love wheels, seen? Me hate da yout, seen? Me love Zion, seen? Me fuckin' love Zion
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Dec 1, 2014
Dec 1, 2014 at 6:38 PM UTC
Seen?
Zion on me side. Babylon on me shlong. Come on, take a ride. Island tour won't be long. Wrap up ya bamboo. Stuff it down ya **** Smoke corking up on you. Island tour won't be long. Come on, sunshine. I'm a bad bwai, strong. I wancha to be mine. Island tour won't be long. Get a peek 'a' dat bumba clot. So rite, so wrong. I'll throw my dunsa down in ya slot. Island tour won't be long. Get ya cat otha here, ya sweet ting.
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Nov 28, 2014
Nov 28, 2014 at 10:19 AM UTC
Island Tour
Upon the worn trails of down trodden souls, The fool, the sinner and the hopeful leave their woes. On the path of salvation when many lost their way, Other paths start to branch away. A conestoga lays abandoned on the trail, Where many idealists withered and failed. The industrial city left behind in the dust filled wake, No turning back from the journey, You already chose your fate. Where would you go in the months and weeks ahead? Possibly to new Zion or make your own land to think that you'll be well on. Beware of the adventure who is a fool to travel along, So always journey together or die without a throne.
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Oct 25, 2014
Oct 25, 2014 at 8:49 AM UTC
Trails
Who was it I? who took this trip? My heart it don’t mind but you become my crush You earned it by conversation and melting my eyes There was a boy broken down like a tree shattered branches and stolen leaves He spoke big words and I run around in snow My aches and faints I black out more Who? Pointing at you? Zion and Israel we’ll take a trip or two The lights keeps settling before the rain comes our way
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Jun 15, 2014
Jun 15, 2014 at 9:29 AM UTC
Pandora