The Return of The Lion

The natural order of things left in disarray.

The Sun is out at night while the Moon shines at noonday.

The ecosystem cries for a renewing of normalcy.

Who will go for us, who will we send to remedy this lunacy?

I hear a voice of one crying in the wilderness, Prepare ye the WAY of the LORD.

Yet the scoffers in derision make clear their opposition.

False prophets are rising, they cheat and steal - our modern-day politicians.

Capitalism or Socialism, they are both sides of the same coin.

Man-made theories created to satisfy egos of both men and boys.

Poverty is a currency created to enslave the Chosen.

Many are blinded by the fact that your bank account is irrelevant.

Your mind and spirit carries your true wealth, opened eyes can no longer be despondent.

Wanton disregard of your neighbour’s needs is our trend.

Loving kindness is the only dollar I wish to spend.

The jackals have preyed on the lambs for long enough.

The earth is revolting against the rivers of bloodshed, she has had enough.

I see a Wind coming, I sense a renewing of Zion.

All you who are weary and broken, take rest in the blessed return of the Lion.