When I spoke with her, it was all love,
She told me about the time you were young;
How you saw the angels when she was in song,
How you were destined to one day rule our world.
For sure, she was disappointed,
Indeed, as her actions pointed:
But your best was all she wanted,
And the past keeps us haunted.
But you are a priest, yes, you are anointed!
From before you came of age were you appointed:
And the gates of hell fought and assaulted,
And divine plans they held accosted.
But there's a breaking forth, there's an announcement!
The Divine Mandate indeed supports it!
Lift up your heads, O ye gates,
And the gates of hell shall not prevail;
Lift up your heads, O ye doors,
And the doors of hell shall not prevail.
But when I spoke with her it was all love,
Even though I saw how much she hurt;
She spoke about the time when you were young,
How you saw the angels when she sung,
How you are destined to one day rule our world..
© el-iyanu
Love hurts, sometimes, those who care can hit a lot of nerves. But it's all in love, not of hate. To all out there feeling dismayed. God's blessings upon who allowed the story be shared.
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