Whispers of Resolve

The mind thinks about it

The brain perceives it

My heart bets it 

But my lips whispers NO.

"I will have to return when the time is right"

I heard concluded men of the olden days

East and West,,,

But there comes a new in me 

New inhabitants for myself for my peace 

"It's never best when worst is the reward"

Woe to you the peace threaters of the old-known peaceful land

Your reward is death

Mass of gases will accept to burn together

To have you dusted

You,the ill breeders of the land

The river of the past

You flow from all generations

But the rains must stop

And you must stop

Your waters must run dry

The silts in you to the brim

To stop your entire flow

Cows must feed on the grass

Lions on the flesh

Both quench their thurst

As He made them to.

I see River Jordan

An inch wide off my path,

Canaan calls,yes I see.