Mission Complete
8/25/21
Walking within a few Miles there will be a Pavilion. And the Pavement will be Smooth Under this Pavilion. Strolling Gently on the Smooth Surface and Ones Feet will Feel Relaxed, Rested, Peaceful and in a State of Calmness. This Pavilion is Freedom. It's a Body of Land that is Stillness and Silence. This Body of Land is America. The USA. The Union. The State. A Mason and His 33 Levels. Peacekeeping and The Peacemaker. No Time for Danger. Just a Peacemaker in His Peace Making Skills. No More War. No More Controlled Conflicts. The Payload is Empty. No Guns. No Bombs. Just People Looking for a New Home. A New Place. The Design of this State. The Arrangement of this State with be like the 33 Levels. The Mission is Complete. The Mason is from Over Seas and is Looking for a New Start. Just People Walking on this Pavement for Miles and are Electrified by the Pavilion. This Body. This Heart and Mind. Smooth and Comfortable. This Pavilion of 33 Stages. This Pavilion of 33 Level for Ones Mind. No Bombs. No Rifles. Just Empty Wars. This Body of Land is America. Her Levels. Her Highs. Her Lows. Just a Simple Prayer. Just a Simple Construction. She is Meant to be a simple Living Design...
M.J.S.
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Author:
MJS (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 31st, 2021 01:38
- Comment from author about the poem: This might be one of my worst poems I have ever wrote. But my Country is crazy now. I guess I was dreaming when I thought of this.
- Category: Sociopolitical
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Comments2
I'll believe it when I see it ...and then perhaps....
Crazy Times we are living in. Thank You for the Comment.
A simple living design that leaves death and destruction and a bad reputation all around the world.
This Country is in a sad funk. Thank You for the Comment.
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