Broken Seals
He awoke from a dream within a dream
ruled by darkness
during the day
The night enlightens those that see the
streams & recognize
what's in the rays
We're in the days of prophecy where
night & day are coming together
becoming one
On autopilot they're in a daze still in
the dark & can't perceive
the shining sun
They paraphrase what was written
but can't copy what's seen
as real & true
The pen's authentic & what it inks
will show in time
when it is due
Bombs dropped behind the scenes
but can you see through
all the hidden acts?
We're fastly approaching some things
we haven't seen in our lifetime
& that's a fact
Dismiss the rumor of wars as a charade
for it's a fight for the all
of every mind
It's a spiritual battle that we're
entrenched & the whole of our
soul is on the line
I shine a light to open eyes so you
see what it is
It's Not A Game
Is it hard to see that the world is
a soft target & the object
of many aims?
They come with games for you to play
to blind you from the dirt
on loaded fields
You're on a minefield with closed eyes
playing by the rules
of broken seals
Copyright © Jasen Ridley | Year Posted 2025
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