A Flight Of Suffering In The Soul Of Humanity

A female condition is taking its toll
In the soul, of humanity…
Jealousy and strife between men and women
Will reach a new level of affliction.

Isaiah 47: 8-11 Lament For Babylon

8  “Now, then, hear this, you sensual one,
Who dwells securely,
Who says in your heart,
‘I am, and there is no one besides me.
I will not sit as a widow,
Nor know the loss of children.’

9  “But these two things will come on you suddenly in one day:
Loss of children and widowhood.
They will come on you in full measure
In spite of your many sorceries,
In spite of the great power of your spells.

10  “You felt secure in your wickedness and said,
‘No one sees me.’
Your wisdom and knowledge, they have deluded you;
For you have said in your heart,
‘I am, and there is no one besides me.’

11  “But evil will come on you
Which you will not know how to charm away;
And disaster will fall on you
For which you cannot atone;
And destruction about which you do not know
Will come on you suddenly.”

I write what I see, and last night I saw.

A square
Black as pitch,
It rested there,
In front of me.

A square of foundation
Whose face gave demonstration
To the classiest, elitist,
Most graceful form of goddess.

Dressed in colors of silk so fine,
Ladies parading so high,
Coiffed hair, tendrils here and there,
Regal, this air,  so contrived,
Beauty, so sunny and golden defined
A royalty of light, so perfect,
Upon such a dark surface.

And then this morning,
Words came to me, a warning
We need to discern
The consequences of this vein
For it is harming,
The soul, of humanity.
We’ll all pay in some way,
For this vile use
Of God’s energy.

A road curved ahead,
Wide in its breadth
Cleared high, on each side,
Piles of rocks and dirt,
Displaced earth.

The unpaved middle
Was blood and rubble,
The road was anticipating
In mass proportions,
A flood,  green water
And mud.

Those choosing to walk
To His heights on this highway,
Must be prepared for
An unfathomable spirit
Of jealously called “MY WAY,”

A feminine rant, so unholy
Filled with strife
And dirty sexuality,
Advances on the wings
Of God’s energy.

A Babylonian pretentiousness
Emboldened,
By a group feminine,
Who misuse God’s light
To call themselves “goddess.”

Suffering so deep,
Within themselves,
From unworthiness to
Narcissistic exaltation becomes,
A projection upon
Men and other women
Has begun,
A new height
Of  dehumanizing amplification,
And its flight is weaving
Through God’s universal kingdom.

©2012 Cindy Eksuzian, all rights reserved.

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