When knowledgeable people shall all be damned,
When the condemned will only be the former righteous,
When the world shall refuse the blood and the mass,
When I shall be helter and skelter evading arrest from the Anti-Christos,
when Hitler’s river of blood shall be a silhouette reality
This is the time when the world shall unite against all that is God.
Not now. I shall not throw my scroll-tied with stone-into the river.
I shall not keep mum at this critical hour of revelation.
A man stands highly exalted: He is black.
I shall tap into his roots and find no comfort. Because;
This is the weaker part of the tight-security system
A nation shall bow to the devil for lack of necessities.
A man chosen on the back of hope and promising change
shall be reduced to a moron.
His words shall become the rigmarole-of-the-dwindling-foo
trying to explain the sudden death of college students in a shoot-out.
May God rest our souls in peace before we die.
A stupendous crisis awaits
September, 2015
