BLACK AND WHITE

O floating denizens of domains, unseen,

Vampires surround my whole being,

O ye guardian angels of the One True God,

Wherefore have you vanished from the scene?



O you my friend, when you look at me,

With a horrified stare in your eyes,

I am desperately lost, I seek support,

To convince and with my sane replies.



I picked a petal of a budding rose,

And found a dewdrop hidden within,

Nature's secrets are beyond my reach,

As an unwept tear in eacg flower glows.



A term we must endure on this land,

Bearing the havoc flung by time's hand,

A cauldron of red-hot passion I am,

Moulded and fashioned like a man.



The murky hearted of this dwindling place,

Have forgotten the virtues of spiritual grace,

Hiding their darkness they think they are fair,

As black and white fight to be in place.



I am not a prophet nor a saint,

Nor am i a renowned soothsayer,

But I see as evil and its dark paint

Spreading its shadows everywhere.



Let us turn in repentance to our God

And pray to Him and His divine help

For the batallions of the anti-Christ

Are getting ready with all their might.



Be ye believers of the Bible

Or followers of the four Gospels

Or faithful ones of Krishna and Buddha

Or the scattered Muslims just and noble.



Shun materialism and all its luxuries

For they are but a trap laid to ensnare us

Hearken to the good teachings of all prophets

And prepare yourself against the souls' worries.



The time of the Armageddon is near

For the clash of truth against falsehood

Christ is waiting for us to greet him

And his believers too...for his welcome.



Let our places of worship resound with hymns

Glorifying the One True God

Whom the Messiah called as his "Father"

Let us be worthy for his great kingdom.



There are no blacks nor there are whites

Nor brown or yellow Adam's children

There are only two groups: the good and the bad

So let us all be one in religion.



We -- all the good ones -- must unite

And shun prejudices of black and white

We all are descendants of Adam and Eve

So let us be ready for the final fight.




Author's Notes/Comments: 

Composed and posted some years ago. Modified on June the 4th, 2010.

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palewingedpoetess's picture

So quick to grip the reader, with all that heat, fury, despair and pain. I had to reread it twice to take it all in. But I was left to wonder who had that questioning look in her starry eyes (the saint or the she devil?) I could not tell which. This read as a poem written as if to try to pacify someone. A result of red hot passion I am? Born of passion you mean between the two people who created you out of love or born to be a very passionate man yourself? I was not so sure. Will love it if you take the time to clarify all this for this uncertain reader. I loved the changing out of black souls behind white pristine facades that they show the world. I found that ending quite befitting and truly beautiful. Many can say they have known such suspicious beings. That is why we come into this world as lambs but are warned to be as clever as wolves, so to see those for what they really are and steer clear of their selfish schemes. Anyway, I'm sure you can tell I loved this poem and its not even a fourth so lovely as its writer of it. winks. you know who ........so why type it. laughs.