There's No Time to Wait

[A Poem] "Will you let evil steal from your sons and your daughters?"

If the magic went West, then where has it gone, Tolkien? 
In this pot, there’s always been a bit of death. 
Plato's Socrates, the Architect of Tyranny, 
set us up on these steps. 
These steps that step into eternity, into determining whether or not the west will stay west, or will it go even farther, so far it falls off the earth’s edge? 
Breath is all we ask for. 
We desire the Ring of Gyges no more. 
God willing, it’ll be taken from us.

If there’s always an ebb and a flow, 
will we ever know what could have been christened? 
Who was there when the deep magic was written? 
Do you know this land’s mission? 
Cite the grand vision of its eternal institutions
The storm’s not going away.

Agamemnon! 
What great cruelty you've exacted onto me! 
The prize in your eyes has fooled thee. 
Achilles lays at your feet. 
Return to him what you owe him.

Moses, 
watch where you put your feet. 
Holy ground is underneath thee. 
It stretches from sea to shining sea. 
God willing, my descendants will know it.

Abraham, Abraham! 
You left your father and became a father at the behest of the Father. 
Well, this is the land of my fathers. West as west can be! 
There’s no further west after her shores.
All that’s left is to head east. 

Shudder. Row the oars. Adjust the rudder. 
Turn her around, we’re as west as west can be.

The Promised Land of the World was found. Marked and Crowned. 
Water became blood. 
Blood became wine. 
Wine became blood. 
Blood became water. 
Will you let evil steal from your sons and your daughters?

Their birthright, given to them by Christ, an inheritance abundant. 
Will you let evil steal from your sons and your daughters?

Generations and generations and generations have passed. 
The Land of Promises has become a Land of Thomases. 
Who believes in the magic that was written?

He breathed it. He sealed it. He revealed it. We received it. 
His mystery to give, ours to search out. 
The Land of Kings has become a Land of Rings. 
Even The Lord said that he has hated Esau. 
But he has loved Jacob.

For the sake of your children, your children’s children, your children’s children’s children, will you not trade in your Esau for a Jacob? 
The magic of the west may be seen again.

Deep into the earth, her rivers are still flowing. 
She still lives, even after all of this.

Will the land of your founding fathers be the land of your sons and daughters?

Decide today. 
There’s no time to wait.

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[ Edited 5.14.2023 ]

By: Kelsey Heirloom

And always remember, that YOU are part of A HOLY LINEAGE that will never DIE!

(Isaiah 9:7 ESV; Galatians 3:28-29 ESV; Romans 8:16-17 ESV)