The Magnificent Conquest

As I lay on my fluffy bed with my head tilted towards the ceiling, in trance, at dawn I felt my hair rising as a consolating presence so still as water, envelope me. A consecrated entity with face like the appearance of lightning and eyes of flaming torches Sitting on a throne with fiery flames, burning wheels, arms and legs gleam like burnished bronzes Illuminating brightly in our darkest times Impeccable in power, sagacity and goodness Jesus Christ, our redeemer and dear Whose name conquers all demons, satan, foes His words reverberated in my greasy ear Ye, the devil in rancor and fury comes to steal, kill and destroy Sets confusion among nations with penury Bombs, riffles, bloody monstrous sucker Flashing you your highest desires when you are despondent The dirty sees the weakness of man Thirsty for beings with no contentment Politicians, musicians, pastors Hungry for power amongst clans Writers, singers, educators and slanderers Turning supercilious minds against their creator With riches and stardom in exchange for their souls But fear not For who can battle with the lord? The victory is of God, the one whose voice is thunderous Protector and guardian to big and small Light and lamp to feet and paths Fear not, Lights of the world But put your confidence in Elshaddai The road may be rough and tough. In Him you must wait Ye, the dark forces roaming and seeking who to devour, do not shake or desecrate Speak my extraordinary adoration to the people that every knee will bow, Every tongue will confess That God is crown over all