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Dark and mischievous clouds of deceit hang over the palace of the pharaoh's
The people once again 'in their 'droves gather 'call out and speak what has been placed into their tired and abused souls .
The uncaring potential rulers each wear a wry smile ,
Trying their best not to let utter contempt for the people shine through.
The spectacle begins with music that is supposed to show these dark creatures in a shadow of in-common.
Frantic Calls for hate and war too continue along with false hope are thrown out by these mesmerisers like bread to the hungry .
Famished these people are for change and release from their bondage.
The repeated re-shackling of themselves willingly 'by themselves has beaten them down into complete blind submission.
Their faith in the old gods without any care of consequence was given up in exchange for gold long ago .
pharaoh's from past and present have 'and continue to give their gleeful blessings at this evil and wicked truth .
The stage is set and the people in total trance as these two demons begin to square up to one another 'repeatedly asking for their captives trust, whilst spitting reasons as why not trust the other .
Through the window of the palace 'looking upon this deceitful showing
Is pure evil 'awaiting the out come of Either way .
As before and so shall be again the people will dutifully demand their freedom and rights taken away through fear and trickery 'He then shall step back in 'and make it as such .
Under his Dictates 'The newly elected pharaoh shall continue to lead and command these people away from the light 'but yet ever further into the cold darkness of hopelessness and despair .
It is now time to awake 'and walk away from that Demonic showing ,
for the good of all and that of 'freedom sake ,
And so mote it be .
The building of God's holy spirit to dwell
Is not found by the works of mans hand
As the tower of Babel when confusion
Was handed over to the depraved intentions
Still in these days how many seek God
In the beauty of buildings deception
When God's true presence might be left outside
For those which are seeking in pureness
The true God will show up within you
To destroy all that mankind has instilled
With Jesus laying a new foundation
The true carpenter who gives eternal blueprints
No charge but freely given with love and joy
That God's promised spirit might find dwelling
To reveal the true place of worship
The beauty not made by hands of mankind
But through the Spirit and Truth
Manifesting one into a new spiritual living being
Surrounding one in the presence of God
That the true beauty of God's creation
Is within one before walking into a building
Love and much prayers for any seeking true worship
For everyone has access to same spirit
Go and tell my servant David, ‘This is what the Lord says: Are you the one to build me a house to dwell in? I have not dwelt in a house from the day I brought the Israelites up out of Egypt to this day. I have been moving from place to place with a tent as my dwelling. Wherever I have moved with all the Israelites, did I ever say to any of their rulers whom I commanded to shepherd my people Israel, “Why have you not built me a house of cedar?” ’
2 Samuel 7:5?-?7 NIV
“However, the Most High does not live in houses made by human hands. As the prophet says: “ ‘Heaven is my throne, and the earth is my footstool. What kind of house will you build for me? says the Lord. Or where will my resting place be? Has not my hand made all these things?’
Acts 7:48?-?50 NIV
For we are co-workers in God’s service; you are God’s field, God’s building. By the grace God has given me, I laid a foundation as a wise builder, and someone else is building on it. But each one should build with care. For no one can lay any foundation other than the one already laid, which is Jesus Christ. Don’t you know that you yourselves are God’s temple and that God’s Spirit dwells in your midst?
1 Corinthians 3:9?-?11?, ?16 NIV
—A Poem for the Reckoning
You rulers of cold castles,
With pens that write in blood—
You sail on seas of sorrow,
Feeding empires with the mud
Of broken nations, broken backs,
Broken dreams beneath your tracks.
You dress in suits of polished lies,
But justice sees through every crack.
You preach peace, yet profit war,
Leave Africa wounded, bruised, and poor.
You take her gold, her diamond light,
Then call her children dark as night.
But night remembers every star,
And pain becomes a prophet’s scar.
You think the South won’t rise again?
The wind is whispering: think again.
You flood our lands with aid and debt,
You play the game, the same old set—
Divide, deceive, destabilize,
Then blame the weak for all your lies.
But history is not a tale you own,
And seeds of truth have overgrown
Your walls of silence, thick with sin—
The age of reckoning shall begin.
You build your riches on our bones,
Then cry when we reclaim our thrones.
You fear the fire that justice brings—
But we are not your broken things.
We are the children of the earth,
The sons and daughters of rebirth.
Our time is coming, step by step—
We’ve tasted death, and nothing’s left
To lose but chains and stolen names—
We’ve seen through all your wicked games.
You claim to civilize the rest,
While you enslave the world’s oppressed.
But now the veil is torn apart—
And every soul holds truth at heart.
You cannot hide in conference halls,
Your pride will shatter with your walls.
Your reign was built on blood and fear—
But every echo says: it's near.
The day when stars will fall like rain,
And every ghost you’ve birthed in pain
Shall rise and point a trembling hand—
To mark your legacy in sand.
The time when Europe’s mask will slip,
When power’s poisoned wine you'll sip.
You mocked the world, but now you see—
The world is waking. Finally.
So hear these words, not born of hate,
But prophecy you can’t escape:
That every child you left to die
Will rise and ask the heavens why.
And justice, dressed in silence long,
Will sing her last, relentless song.
And Babylon shall fall, not loud—
But slow, beneath the grieving crowd.
For what you sow is what you reap—
And truth, once woken, does not sleep.
We the people of ‘Poetry Soup’ land,
Stand united, supportive yet very sad,
For we stand for peace love and no hate,
And cannot withstand,
Or understand,
We ask,
Why innocent people have to suffer and die.
God in heaven will one day reply,
We lend you our hearts and often cry,
And together with you heave a great sigh,
Whoever you are, we are an ally,
To humanitarian deeds we only comply,
And to worldwide rulers who have gone awry,
We Ask,
Why innocent people have to suffer and die.
Poetry Soup compared to any other land,
Are a much smaller band,
Our poems from our souls we supply,
Have no magic answer, wipe a tear from our eye,
We Ask,
Why innocent people have to suffer and die.
We pray that all refuges finally find peace,
And the bad must know, they are on short lease,
Their doings are insane,
Why in God’s name,
Are the infamous seeking power and fame,
We Ask,
Why innocent people have to suffer and die
65.
The Path of Our Nation
Hey foreigner!
Search the world map
Find shapes, don't nap
Dog's sitting there!
West – Pacific
Orient facing
Seems West guarding
Though Asiatic.
Blacks – first people
Browns – main settlers
Whites – once rulers
Peopling simple.
Asia's old friend
China, India
And Arabia
But West to rend.
Heel Islamized
Yet, Spaniards came
And made it tame
Rest Christianized.
America's
First Asian pet
New rule beget
Foreigners pass.
When the dog's free
From charms of boss
Suffered weight loss
Makes self hungry.
But, its puppies
Away from thee
Fills their tummy
Return booties.
When stocks will store
Wisely by host
Future's not lost
New things explore.
Filipino –
The “World's Servant”
Role's important
Yellow halo!
-11/27/2011
(Dumarao)
*First Incubus Collection
many people refuse to simply believe or understand
that we're all descendents from Africa, the Motherland
for anyone to have lived at all in that tropical clime
their skin color would have darken over a period of time
the rivers in the garden of Eden many have tried to claim
are not the same rivers in Africa despite having the same names
it's been proven scientifically and DNA does not lie
that every human being can be traced back to an African tribe
the original man, the first human beings
but that is not what the world wants to be gleaning
it's has been substantiated and proven as a fact
that Adam and Eve were individuals whose skin color was black
take for instance the word Ham, it was the name of Noah's son
and when translated into English it mean black, sunburnt or overdone
Herodutus, the Greek historian and Dr. Hirshfield, a researcher have found
that no human being could exist in that region without their skin color being brown
yes, the Bible is my history, the family album of Black men
our lasting and living legacy from the beginning to the very end
Cush means Ethiopia, Mizram for Egypt and Cannan, the father of Israel
yet those are the very names of Ham's sons
and from them great nations have prevailed
so if Ham was black, his sons are black and that makes them my family
my distant relatives, my ancestors, my historical legacy
and from them came great nations of mighty rulers, kings and queens
Egypt's Tutenkhamen, Nefertitti, Amnehotep and Amen
King Menelick, King Kashta, Queen Amanitore and Queen Candace too
were rulers of the Ethiopian Empire whose skin color was a dark black hue
so the next time I open my Bible about my relatives I will see
for the Bible is my history that was passed down through my family
Today and onward...
Soldier of Christ,
there is a great fight ahead of you:
Daily praying for others, leading them to God,
discipling them conscientiously;
Helping the prodigal children go back to the Father,
encouraging the wounded to endure holy battles...
Hence, always and daily...
Put on the whole armour of God.*
You are that Christian warrior
of the spiritually-armed forces of the Supreme Commander
mandated to wrestle "not against flesh and blood
but against rulers of the darkness of this world in high places."
Thus, today and constantly...
Put on the whole armour of God.
As commissioned to be strong in the Lord,
fight the good fight of faith
empowered by the might of Christ,
not as one that beats the air...
advancing His kingdom
populating heaven
vanquishing hell's gates.
Therefore today and everyday...
Put on the whole armour of God.
*Ephesians 6:11 "Put on the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil."
Ephesians 6:12 "For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places."
February 19, 2019
A Concealed exercise concocted,
Wuhan Lab the playground,
secretive China obliges,
Western media consenting,
Medical experts silenced.
the age of censorship,
Dictators feigning incognito,
The diurnal and nocturnal schemes of top players,
A script before the scourge,
The drama of emergencies
A death unwarranted
alternative cure submerged,
Pharmacopia playing god,
opinions censored,
Freedom becomes a crime
Men afraid to die,
adorned in masks as domesticated vermin,
Socialist alarmed at Cowards
As dictatorship ascending in western democracy,
Ignorance elevated as advocate for CDC
Unending Speculation by tyranny
The weekly changing rules.
Connivers employing Fear,
Orchestrations and the Mournful diddy
Alpha
Beta,
Gamma
Delta,
and Omicron the game changer.
Controlling the world by unproven conjectures
First it was the Mask,
Then social distancing,
Sanitize, Isolation without empathy,
The numbers defiant,
The People's servants globally consenting to experiment
with the speed of a wing
The Lab Lords proposed a cure,
Greed conspired , the masses the guinea pigs,
Unverified Vaccine,
defrauding all of the liberty of Choice,
unprofessional medical rape,
breaking the Laws to invoke their Laws,
Rulers Turned scientists
Dictator found their Voices
compelling all to dine in an experiment
“safe and effective” the chorus of bias profiteers
Society divided.
“Vaxxed” VS “unvaxxed”
All Watching TV to form opinion.
Australia copies UK,
subjecting citizens to barbarism
America copies Australia,
senseless cohesion in place of Freedom,
France copying America,
Ignorant Cops abusive,
opposing sensible resistance,
The Truckers made a mark
though clamped down by tyrannical “emergencies”
The unending Jabs,
four times in Israel curing nothing,
A false sense of security,
The demand sales pitched
Experiment over, The Data concealed
To protect a Lie,
A massive Fraud,
The UK law breaker suspends mandates,
avoiding the sword of Damocles
And they all one by one taking turns
accepting failures while others in denial
ignoring the damage of trial
The original homeless ones
Oh, I have no earthly home
Parents and I, roaming
Hiding from the governer
Hiding from rulers and men
Come before you naked
Later wrapped in swaddling clothes
The original homeless ones
Born from the Holy Ghost
Mother Mary was it's host
And God allowed me Jesus to come down
God allowed me to live on
He allows to be birth this day
To grow, live die on a cross someday
To save men's from their sins
This baby boy with us
This future King of Kings, Jesus
The original homeless one
written by James Edward Lee Sr.
from anthology "Christmas 2017
St Luke 2-8
"In all fairness, all votes must be counted." It is in order to guarantee the correct electoral college votes are as accurate as possible. And that each presidential candidate receives the proper number of allotted votes per state. In all fairness, even votes for Senators may need to be recounted. This general rule of thumb especially applies in the battle ground states.
Because we want the correct amount of senators and balance of power allotted. The last time I checked, it was a fifty fifty split between Democrats and Republicans. If Joe Biden does remain our next president, and Kamila Harris becomes his vice president? She will determine the final senatorial vote in the event of a tie vote.
Likewise, if by some miracle or act of God, President Donald Trump serves a second term of office? Vice President Pence would choose the deciding vote. We need to pray the correct candidates are the ones that are ultimately elected. These unalienable facts remains true, even though we personally did not vote for them ourselves. God sets up rulers and removes them from office according to His divine will and plan for mankind.
Even though Democrats lost about five seats and Republicans gained a few seats, it is apparent the Democrats will retain majority over the House. However their margin will become slightly reduced.
This I firmly believe will help provide a necessary check and balance system. Both parties are vital in the preservation of the balance of political power. However, they need a mutual meeting of the minds, whenever possible. In order to serve the American public who voted them into office in the first place.
May the best men and the best women ultimately become elected to the highest political offices in our beloved country. "God bless America land that I love. Stand beside her and guide her..." Happy Veterans Day may we never forget both your service and both your dedications to our country!
Love in Christ Jesus!
Roxanne Lea Dubarry
Roxy Lea 1954
Roxy 1954/ October Country
November 11, 2020
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