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Bring blessings before us

Poetry By: abyskaria

I would say even if all my blessings including my life is short lived, may Almighty ever create tsunami or earthquake on the most vulnerable creation before life, human family. Let us not change if we cannot lead by this guidance so many insight bring backs in human history if our challenge to meet the change can make us vulnerable leaders as our people struggle cannot comfort with bread and butter to live abundantly. It is not like who takes us back but what push us behind. This is a poem in debt of some coincidences.

Submitted:Dec 16, 2014    Reads: 36    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

A subject of humanity before us
So much in debt of just one entity
Surfaced by the light from divinity
Existing on the code made on rules
Struggling beneath the golden compass
Sometime they say you have lived your time
Age dispensed and sought to find out what is known
The unknown seek there is a reality we yet have to face
Heavens cloud by space we make come true
Almighty might have made this spelling mistake
The soil of earth toiled by man
The art of living honored by society
Yet for this soul gifted he made a compromise
We the inhabitants of Earth live a battle raged without tolerance
His commandments say obey the rules below the sky, infinite?
Live the law made by the grace of your meekness, Mother Nature?
Then what would not have been the secret of the desert,
Why would have tsunami surfaced ordinary home?
Did we look beyond the existence of ordinary blessings, own life?
It trashed everything under the shelter of seasons
Yet our complaint just lay in silence
Our cries shoulder an impending crisis
Spacing my words beyond my listening source, I would beg
May we never have another distance of disaster spacing every 55 years
We have progressed so far, if it repeats again swamps nature's resources
Are we just victims of global tragedy, peace keepers or simple life's?
Where sky and sea meets repetition, will peace far away happiness?
Under the fruitless pine tree, stray one man bear the potion;
When the ice and fire strikes, what do you ask for?
These things may not exist in books so far;
Challenging one brim of existence so priceless
Should we ask for more than we could harvest?
Is this a price human life can tolerate if one can convince eternity?
Suddenly an apple just drop by the feather,
the dove on top of the pine tree,
May be my heart beats measured the price leaving every things behind!
It just left something behind as ages passed unending tale of blessings
But where leave the chance of what has already happened
For the love of her parents, someone just leave everything back
They struggle till the end convincing human family, one truth
Are we makers or breakers before who denominate our existence?
Are we crackers or Passovers, beneath time we have the living solutions?
The big question is, when we turn back and see history;
Are we just giggles in the color of shades that leave behind us?
We believe in the supreme entity for one commitment,
For your role everlasting, help bring blessings before us graciously!
Hear our pleading, Listen to this voice within, We are already lost before life,
Your goodness share this word, We make situations unique as life,
Let us regain this presence in one life we take it as your word!!!


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