(A lone voice whispers)
I feel like my whole soul has just suddenly died
In so many unfathomable ways
And tonight
As I look back from all the way in here
Lost in the white noise of The Great In-Between
I can vaguely remember with now no fear
Or sad tears
I once cried
Of opening my pale blue eyes
In our bedroom
Yesterday
Looking for my one true love
Wrapped up in our warm winter blankets
Sabrina
To say
What shall we do today
To then be hit in the chest
By the Mystery Punch of the Cosmic Thunderbolt
That I was leaving her and all
I once knew and loved behind
Forever and going on a new quest
And as I started to spasm
Scream inside and fit
It felt like I was been pulled towards
A bright White Light
Called The Shift of All Ages
As spoken about
As I now know
In mysterious books
Written for unseen Mages
By a strange magnetic
Force
A strange archaeology
Hidden right out of
Sight
Snow covered the cold grounds
Below
As the harsh winter winds
Blew through
As Time and Sacred Geometry
Weaved and flowed
And as my life on Earth drew to a close
With a burst of silver
Zero Point Energy
As sure as Father Christmas
Knows where to go
I can only pray
Those who got paid
By those Brotherhoods
And Secret Societies
In control
The end game grave diggers
And global tomb builders
So others like me
Are too early waylaid
By Sudden Death
Blood clots and heart attacks
Get a lump of black coal and time behind
Cold steel doors
For I can only pray
Karma has cruel identification cards
And freedom passports too
For science is a killer
For all those betrayed
Like me
Who trusted the news
And showed the watching world
Our compliance
It's just a shame we
The many
Won't be there
When the revelations pour in
And brand new purple Karma Cards
And new Freedom Passports are handed out
As they stand in front of a jury
Feeling for the first time
Afraid
The newly condemned
Handcuffed by their mortal greed
Linked to choosing sin
To then be dragged kicking and screaming
To jail
To a new life
No longer rich
But poor
Riddled with lice
Washing toilets and mopping cold floors for years
Like another poor son of a gun
Who took blood money for fun
Causing people to die early
Under the glare of the moon
Or the rising sun
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
Images shared under fair usage policy from Pinterest.
After reading about the drastic rise in sudden deaths, happening on a huge scale, worldwide.
I had a feverish impulse to write this. As if guided.
Did I channel one of the tragic souls no longer around?
I hope so.
R.I.P
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