L'Nass Shango Poet Verse

Seer's Text

The frost like manna fell and fled
And after it so much was dead
Brown and shriveled the garden bed
We will increase price: all they said
But I saw the crumbling paradigm here
The crutched economy, the drizzling fear
And natures omen so dusty white
The trembling truth in open sight

Be not so stark the paupers scold
Lie to us too, defy the cold
We have country, let us be hold
Though from pole to pole thunders roll
My faith is in God, not what transpires here
The coming kingdom and its Christ now draws near
From flood to famine I see all
Earth's demise and the human gall.

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Michelle Mac Donald January 29, 2011 at 2:13 PM So true, L'nass, surely feels like "The coming kingdom and its Christ now draws near". It's scary watching the News...each day something dreadful happens, somewhere. Some get away with the most horrendous acts...do they feel regret or remorse...I don't think so.:( Blessings to you and yours, Mikki

Kabuteng P.Ink K. January 25, 2011 at 10:12 AM What a very gripping poem, L'nass--this definitely stirred my mind-- really liked how this one flowed too-- and thank you for all your inspiring comments, it touches my writer's soul to read them-- enjoy your week! -- nikko :)

Joy Wellington January 11, 2011 at 5:18 PM In all this gloom and dread, there is a shining light. The coming of the kingdom of God. Thanks L'nass for your kind words. Blessings and love. Joy (Jew)

Gert W. Knop January 7, 2011 at 8:04 AM Well written, L'nass Shango! You expressed it all! Thank you for your kind comments and have a great time!...Gert

Robert Pettit January 5, 2011 at 5:53 PM Good descriptiveness and good rhyming go together in this offering. Quite impressive.

Michael Jordan January 4, 2011 at 4:21 PM L'nass - I have always felt great poems must begin and end in a very beautiful and powerful way - Not to take away from the body of the poem but beginning and endings are what we most remember - This poem was great my friend - a favorite - God Bless, mj

Michael J. Falotico January 4, 2011 at 9:53 AM Great Poetry my poet friend... your words are real and tell a story that the eyes cant let go of....Michael