Angel By the River Bank

I saw the ancient winged one descending from the clouds With his horn-like trumpet in his hand. His sword sheathed in the girdle around his waist. He stood there within the clouds as if by the river bank looking down and watching. As he stood majestically in silence with solemn calmness watching the world go by, observing our acts, and our follies. Oh how I wish mankind would change before the trumpet sounds. Opportunity is given to remedy our lives before he strikes out in anger to our destructive ways. Peradventure our inward change genuinely comes from within, Our mind renewed, Our relationship with all creation improved, Our downward living upgraded, Our evil ways changed. Maybe he will have pity and show mercy. Maybe he will forgive. Maybe the ancient one will turn away so that our land will be blessed and the people save from the calamity about to befall them. If our people only knew what will soon happen. Oh ancient one forgive our ignorance, Forgive our unknowing i beg of you. Plead on our behalf, have mercy ancient one. Don't judge my people out of anger. Bring us out of this dilemma. With your loving-kindness save us. Help us out of this predicament lest we be destroyed. Have mercy on your children. Even our Elders have fallen away, and your children scattered in disarray. Don't forsake us. Show us a new way. Guide us to the path of righteousness that we may live.