Gibbs Knd Kawinga Poet Free verse

A Letter From the Ancient

Dear Future Resident
I’m that old man of the old 
Writing from the old times
What I heard from the old,
What I saw in my time,
And what I foresee in your times
And the times yet to come;
Old indeed, upon the grey rock I seat
By the edge of hills under the fig tree…
A man was here..
A man shall be there…
A man of both our ages and all the ages
Not only them, but only Him
Indeed he knows from all the ages
And sees from edge to edge
He walked upon our world without curse
So great a rejection did he achieve, so little an attention did he receive
Behold the day of our days, could not hold him
Our night also….
And the times will be so as of the ancient
The day of your days will not hold him
Your night also…..
Please bear for him
Prepare yourself and prepare yourselves…
Upon the name II ,
For the same numeral holds for all;
That is to say; Second coming of the first
First born of all ages.

Yours
Ancient Resident

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Caren Krutsinger November 21, 2018 at 6:04 AM This is a poem by itself, Gibbs: "A man shall be there… A man of both our ages and all the ages Not only them, but only Him" A beautiful write, and I like the way you have written the letter as the Ancient Resident.

Gibbs Knd Kawinga November 8, 2018 at 10:32 AM Thank you all for the motivation.....