THE PROPHETESS

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All I see is all this darkness that is hanging all around me, Those evil eyes of the fallen keep close to me, they stand always so near casting more fears, bring me down in flooding of tears, it has been long painful years. The sea is angry and the tides are on hight, and so many have fallen with an illness, while like seasickness, they have been vomiting and screaming until there wasn't anything left but death. The winds are hissing like a painful madness, everyone is emotionally out of control. They push the dead in the sea as they started to float. I can still hear their sighing for life while they were slowly dying. I cried out YOUR name, that's when they started giving me more blame, They looked at each other and then back at me like they are ready to attack and throw me over into the sea. Oh, Jehovah, pleas hear my voice and don't let them hurt me. But if they do, take me in your loving care, Soon I started hearing the voices calling out saying bad things to me, Like, look what you have done, you cast your evil spell and even darken the moon. You say you are a prophetess, so where is your God? Then they started laughing and pushing me down just to see me fall to my knees. I started begging for you Jehovah, my God to hear my sighing, and to set me free from the traps that have been laid out for me. Don't leave me, keep your eyes always on me O my God Jehovah. Let the wicked fall into their own nets, while I escape safely.
-Judy Emery © 2020
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery

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