A Spell, Incantation, Rite And Invocation Poem by Gert Strydom

1 The need arising for supernatural intervention

After losing every small winning,
I started again and did pursue you,
while a church stifled my new beginning
and they were suspicious in everything I do,
as if I was an agent of all of life's sinning
and each employer took words of churchmen to be true.

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While at times me they were baiting and berating,
you did not believe fiction and facts mixed as lies,
was satisfied for a much better time to be waiting
and above any other woman in this you were wise,
while I was hated did keep me away from hating,
believed that at a time again I would rise

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and together we faced many a kind of disaster,
did not each other or God for this blame,
never did make bitterness our master,
while to be happy together we did aim
and although some setbacks came faster,
we kept looking at life just the same,

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believed that the truth has to be spoken,
although words are twisted and turned by fools,
that promises and a sacred word should not be broken
and tried to build a future without any tools,
saw every small blessing as a Godly token,
knew that in all things love is the thing that rules

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and through life to each other and God we did hold on,
tried to laugh away every big and small loss,
believed that never from each other we would be gone,
did bravely face each of destiny's whims and every toss
as if situations are finished and done,
did never play over each other the boss

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and almost wondrous you filled every minute,
while we again found each other when we did argue,
like a glove you did to my life fit,
lived a life full of to others virtue,
where I loved and trusted you more bit by bit
and in all of this with me you did continue.

7 Incantation

At times for our fortune and love
I wanted to write or recite an incantation
that would strengthen with power from below or above,
wanted to smite those responsible for every awful situation,
wanted no one to be able our bond to remove,
wanted to utter an admonishment or a quotation:

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when a crescent moon rises in a sky that is clear
like; "O mia Luna! Porta mi fortuna" with full courtesy
to be able to hold you much more dear and near,
or hellish in words utter and: ‘ to-whit, to who" to be of them free,
like a owl calling on death to fill my enemies with utter fear
and some might laugh but to this there is great possibility,

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to enchant to bind, to hold them in a evil spell
when witchery claims at their own ill will like a god.
to be foredoomed, to be destined to be ill and in hell
in space and time with an utterance and a kind of nod
to be demonically possessed when at them I yell,
to fall from up high to be lower than the sod.

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I do not need a lion's claws, the teeth from a tiger's jaws,
or a phoenix's blood or a feather form the harpy brood,
to for you stop nature by its distinct reigning set of laws,
while we do live a life that in a way is truthful and good.
I do not need something that above all others awes
or sweat from a demon in a hateful kind of mood

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or an antique pen, or a heinous crime to halt the ticking of time,
or a Siren's pure tears that turns hope and faith from all fears
to make a spell, a ritual, an incantation or formulary of this rhyme.
Nothing but words I can use to shelter you against the years.
I do not need from deep in a wishing well an enchanted dime,
while the attack of the enemy constantly changes to higher gears.

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Where loving you feels in essence like sin and losing while we win,
how have we to each other been fitted, whatever errs have we committed
but still in my flesh, my heart, spirit and soul you do dwell within
and in this life where we are, no person has our essence outwitted,
I have the words, do in essence know how a enchantment to begin,
where to this kind of formulary the correct words needs to be fitted:

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Poetry is very similar to being a kind of spell-craft:
a poet utters intentions to find action and effect,
as to words with meanings we do thoughts draft,
where beyond limited language we imagine and do words direct,
as if we do hold an ominous and powerful kind of Moses-staff,
to bring about change and to with mere words connect

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but in life in the past, present and future I hold
God and you too dear than to do a thing like this,
even where a decisive action will be taken that is bold.
The Judgement-Day not one single one will miss,
as is in the Book of Revelation being foretold,
by Godly love you and I choose our bliss.


15 The need for supernatural intervention during the worldwide crisis

At first over the television flashed scenes
of people frightened by the virus and in great shock
while normal life had been smashed to smithereens
and although governments tried the COVID-19 to block
with controlling measures and tried any means
it came to be everywhere deadly as people do together flock.

16 Invocation

My Lord God I call on You to break the Corona-spell
You do know what makes it on our world bind,
You do know if it's human-made or supernatural from hell
how it does affect the body, soul and mind,
only in Your loving-kindness can humanity excel,
You know where and when a remedy to it to find.

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I call on You to break the might of this Corona-rite
(Your compassion and grace is new every morning)
to stop this pestilence that does destroy by day and night
You know what in the hearts of people are dawning
(in You there is no darkness, in You there is only light)
and humanity is self-centred do despise every warning.

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You can control every natural and supernatural thing,
You see the tears that do over dead loved ones flow,
do know what does happiness or great heartache bring,
you know that a deadly spell is about me and I cannot go,
where ultimately in Your control everything exists
I beg you to Your kindness on mankind to bestow.

[Poet's notes:
From the poem "Incantation" by Adelaide Crapsey I am quoting the mystic ancient words: "O mia Luna! Porta mi fortuna! " There are certain actions going with these words and alone they are powerless to do anything to anybody.Anyone can figure out it says: "Oh my moon!Bestow on me fortune! " I myself call on no power / or might but that of the Lord God.

"Nothing but words I can use to shelter you against the years." Refers to prayers to God.]