Iam, Your System Sun Poem by Michael Walkerjohn
Iam, Your System Sun
The gem
hidden and
misunderstood
"they", say IAM weak
don't realize my
mystique; this is
"their" mistake…
Watch the ground
shake, and as the earth loses
her axis, and spins all the wicked
murderous asp-wholes, off into space.
She; Earth, is my prey; the, Earth of my birth.
Notice my gold, lights up perfection, towers
over, and stomps, upon life's neo-rhythms
turning, the skies opaque, as the time
nears here; "we", sense the fear as
my prey steps back her spin, and
this globe, begins to wobble…
Ever more slowly; looking out, to
see; "we" those "they", "still" approaching
and IAM the forward; questioning, watching, directing
communicating, launching the attack that is of an immanent
lowering, one completely unseen, and yet so quickly to be…
IAM that being; somewhat mysterious and misunderstood?
That is okay. This beauty unmatched, is surely coming on this
way; as this is what's written, based upon memories of those
once reverent humans, who thought highly of such things…
The front, is center of US, like that image, in the current
US passport book; any flight out will allow one to see
the effects of this coming upon each human being
feeling, revealing, the consciousness screaming
acknowledging the energy entering, the soon
to be, last point of no return; this you see?
And of US; you will too believe, this "we"
as what is unseen, becomes so visible
the scary, and the mystical, as a shame
comes upon the continent and "we", roll
upon; another beautiful one, from within the
bleak, and formerly hidden, yellowing, glowing
clouds of gas; that once was your system sun…
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5/7/2024 5:44:27 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Of my birth! ! With my place on earth. Thanks for sharing.
Aloha Edward... As always, you do comment so explicitly... and I thank you for the lookin, read, and your worth... Our place is to be healed or heeled? What say you? Is the process so far gone, as to deem necessary, the grinding off all the tossed out butts, under hobnailed boots once again, or is that rare possibility of a worldwide naturally occurring healing possible? Holler back at me if you have a potential suggestion which will allow either of these options to progress... All of the best from this life, to you, and all of your relations... Michaelw1two