INCANTATIONS OF ISARAEL LAMINTATIONS
INCANTATIONS OF ISARAEL LAMINTATIONS
Behold in my mind eye I see!
People of the Lord in captivity!
I am remembering Zion to be free.
And the wicked entomb thee,
Children of the living Jehovah!
Hear this! the living God is able.
Bring this magic to his table.
Cleaning yourself from babel.
Pledge yourself! to be not a rebel.
For your God is able! wait on the Lord.
Verse Two:
Place your worries, remember Jerico.
Now hear this edict from the living God.
From Egypt, I delivered you and cared for you.
Once again, I will deliver you, I am not dead.
Four hundred years in captivity, not poverty.
Out of your kin! your redemption, not a minority.
To Wait on the Lord, I say it is not an eternity.
Refrain from hate, malice, and yes profanity.
Look towards Beulah Land and not Maryland.
Verse Three:
I need no help in bringing deposition! Correction.
I am the Lord my people, and no other sensation.
For creation, it was I who brought forth constellations.
Your provisions are not my destination, I am supreme.
Cannan is no more, was just a step from heaven’s door.
New faces that I see, the old ones will pass here no more.
Brothers fighting brothers! the name of Gehad this holy war.
Ripping the whirlwind! Yes, come home my people, like before.
And suck on nectar, milk, and honey, is there no other for sure.
Verse Four:
The names have changed, and the land mass remains the same.
A new race of violators, the people of Rath, that you now adore.
Holding your people captive, but I will free my people for sure.
A promise I made to Israel and more, stiff-necked people galore.
Oh mighty God we adore! our people we miss, more and more.
I just can't tell who is for, remembering once warned us what fore.
If you do not show, we have not put ourselves to blame.
Your words we heard! but all in vain, and in foreign lands we do abstain.
Into The Mist Poetry Volume 9, oh Israel
Kenvil Atkins Lewis Poet / Timeless Poetry and Short story
