The Right Decision
When the hidden is revealed, where has the mystery gone?
When one is finished with the abusing, where goes the pawn?
When the darkness covers the sky, where goes the dawn?
When music is ready to be played, who sings the song?
When judgement is ready to be placed, who decides which is
right and which is wrong?
When the sun reaches its setting and the light no longer shines,
what decides how long?
When the sinner has paid his due,
What is next for the sinner but starting a new?
For the sinner, it does not stop there,
The sinner always has to beware,
That my judgement has a strong glare
And forgiveness is not at all rare.
If the sinner has a strong positive thought to do good
To teach and inspire others “that to do good” is the way they should.
Now by the wings of the dove,
I bring this to thee with my love.
For thee my son, what is to prevail?
No, this time ye shall not be hung with a nail.
Now cometh the time,
To fulfill the destiny of thy prime.
I shall introduce thee with more than just my rhyme,
For ye I shall ring my chime,
For ye hath banished thyself forever from their crime
So now for thee comes the time.
As always we have awaited ‘till ye hath reached the age,
The age that ye had always performed upon my stage.
For now ye hath lost all thy rage.
As thou now know’st that these beings are as thy sister and brother.
Even though they had made thee suffer,
Thou have had enough time to recover.
Now it is time to come back strong and brave
To prove that ye after all this time never had a grave
Now thou hath accomplished thy first task,
The road for thee next is not for thee to ask.
It shall be up to my power to reveal thy mask
Thou hath been placed upon my road
And thou hath accomplished the opening of my abode.
Now that this thou hath done,
NOW ALL TOGETHER AS ONE,
We from here, shall taketh over and do what must be done.
The commencing of the birth “FROM A GUN TO A FLOWER”
Which is the salvation of the final hour.
My revelations for thee from here on,
Are still present, indeed they are not gone,
For I now place around thy shoulders my wrap
With the power that shall put thee on my lap.
Now the revelation of my continuation
As the UNIVERSAL VIBRATION MY REFLECTION:
YE ARE MY DIRECTION
YE ARE MY SALVATION
YE ARE MY LIBERATION
YE ARE MY REVOLUTION
YE ARE MY DESTINATION
YE ARE MY FORMULATION
WHAT THOU HATH DONE IN THE HISTORICAL DEFINITION,
THOU SHALL ONCE AGAIN DELIVER MY CONFRONTATION TO THE PHYSICAL POPULATION
To once again react thy pre-rehearsed play,
To once again place myself into the light of day.
Thou now remember the signature from thy hand,
That hath put ye where now ye stand.
Thou now remember thy destined choice,
Thou now remember thy purist voice,
All ye had suffered
And all the times ye had wandered,
For thy efforts to this cause
And all thy reflections of the scars from the flaws
For all thy aggravations
And thy dedicated educations,
For all the time that thou hath tried
And for all the time that thou hath cried,
For all the time that thou hath swallowed the pride
And for all the times that upon my embrace thou hath sighed,
For all thou stood for in equality
And all ye strived to bring tranquility,
For all the love that flowed out from thee to the world,
All this is once again for thee to hold.
What we together had once banished from the earth,
Shall now and forever banish from its rebirth.
After facing the outcomes of the past,
Thy strength shall now bring thee back amongst the cast.
Thou hath faced the mightiest of all evils.
Thou now shall triumph over all that prevails.
My majestic reflection now stands strong,
For it is in thy heart now forever long.
My strength from in thee shall prove the right from the wrong.
My power flows from thy eyes,
To uncover all evils under disguise.
To give hope to all those who ignorantly despise,
To quiet down those baby soft cries
The cries belonging to the babies who are lost underneath my skies.
To strengthen the weak and uncover the bold,
To help the insane and to give youth to the old.
Now my light flows from thy image,
To once again lead thee upon thy pilgrimage
Though this pilgrimage, thou hath many times taken,
It must once again be so for the sake of the forsaken.
Thy suffering and pain over this time hath given thee my might.
With my might thou shall take flight,
With my might and with my wisdom,
Thou shall once again retrieve my kingdom.
Though now salvation is not in thy hand alone,
For all shall bear witness, for all are in the danger zone.
A HEAVEN ON EARTH SHALL DEPEND UPON MAN
FOR THEIR GUILT HATH BEEN HIDDEN FOR AN ETERNAL
IT IS NOW TIME FOR MAN TO UNITE MAN.
The blessing by thy hand is what thou hath offered,
And is the happiness that shall be showered.
The filth from their mind shall be cleansed
And the dirt from their mouth shall be rinsed.
So shall it be that clarity shall cover the dense
And harmony shall be bestowed upon the rest.
RISE NOW MY SON AND GO FORTH
ACCEPT WITH HONOR THY DESTINY AS THOU DID IN THE ORBTH.
ACCEPT THE CROWN THAT ONCE AGAIN IS PLACED BACK
IN THY LIFE,
RISE MY SON FOR TRULY YE ARE STILL ALIVE.
KAPPA-STRATUM, not just another creation,
But the sign of the birth and the reincarnation.
The pilgrimage and the journey,
The king and his family,
The final return,
The father and the children,
The face is uncovered,
The new beginning is discovered.
The voice of the son of man,
Brings forth the eternal life span,
Continuity of the force,
The absolute re-routing of earth’s course,
The new direction shall be claimed,
And MANKIND as king shall be reigned.
What was beyond is now here,
And what was hidden is now clear,
The image of mankind shall be placed
And the name of evil shall forever be erased.
The UNIVERSAL GOD shall stand erect,
With not a soul to object.
The people of earth HAND IN HAND,
With thee in the middle, thou shall stand.
Underneath thy physical shell,
My son I am now here to tell:
Thy mask upon thy face,
Is the mask of which I say grace,
Before thy creation,
Into physical incarnation,
Upon thy face was put a designation,
Formed from purity of flesh like state,
The flesh that only I can create.
The mask molded to perfect fit.
Molded for only where thou now sit.
The mask formed from my flesh
To make sure that upon our meeting we do not clash.
The mask etched with perfect contour
So that once removed, underneath will still reflect pure.
The mask that I had once placed upon thee,
I now taketh off and set ye free.
Free to reflect my word,
Free to sing the song of the bluebird,
Free to roam and to be seen,
Free to exercise thy gleam,
Free to breath and to touch,
Free to smell the roses thou clutch,
Free to know who you are,
Free to shine like a star,
Free to move and to express,
Free to lead and to impress,
Free to see from my eye,
Free to stay and not to say goodbye,
Free to speak what I say,
Free to free the people that slay,
Free to enlighten my children’s soul,
Free to accomplish thy destined goal,
Free to stare and to recognize,
Free from hearing those awful lies.
I now place my touch upon thy head
And then thou shall be placed above thy bed
Thy picture was placed there by my command,
So that at the time and by thy hand,
Thou can look and gaze upon thy grand.
True the essence of thy life is not in thy name
But the only way to know thy fame,
Is to know that thy fame and thou are the same
And for this is why I mention thy name.
The only way for thee to reach what we need
Is in this manner I hath just freed.
This is more useful to our view,
For bringing out what is inside of you.
All else prevails at certain time,
And this period of this plan has today reached its climb.
Truly I envy thy path,
For thou has been put together with perfect math.
Thou truly are blessed, this, for now not many will believe
But then this is what makes this revelation easy to achieve
For thee to cross paths with thyself once again
Thou must admit to this perfect plan.
Last time it was in Jerusalem, when thou left, the thunder echoed and the storm broke out,
No one could have known that the storm was my way to shout
Believe this, that view of you was not to myself pleasant
But then what did ye expect from the mentality of a pheasant?
It was obvious to me that then, they knew not thy task.
So forgive them this time is what I ask.
Be happy now that I have removed thy mask.
Zaher P. Kury All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced,
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