| ENDTIME SONG
by Michael K. Melvin 5/31/1999
- In Heroic Freeverse
(aka: ArchAngel315)
BEFORE THE FLOW OF TIME
BEFORE THE VOIDS OF SPACE
THERE WAS THE TRUTH
THE LIGHT
AND THE WAY
BEFORE THEIR GOD’S MEMORIES
WERE IN PLACE
HE WAS---HE IS--- HE SHALL EVER BE
THE WIND---THE WATER---THE ROCK---THE FIRE
HE PLACED THE STARS IN HEAVEN
THE CREATOR THAT BEGAT ALL
THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA
THE SINGER OF THE BEGINNING
THE SINGER OF THE ENDTIME SONG
BETWEEN THE HAMMER AND THE ANVIL IS MAN
FORGED IN THE STARS AND PLACED ON EARTH
GIVEN DOMINION OVER GOD’S CREATION
BETRAYED BY LIES
HERE BEGINS THE STORY OF REDEMPTION
BLACK AND WHITE
UP AND DOWN
ONE INTO THREE INTO ONE
ETERNITY
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| The Wight Sword
I feel the rage of the Hammer,
I hear the ring of the Anvil.
The heat of the Forge kisses my soul.
I change.
I ask the Hammer Wielder,
“What do you make, Mighty Forger?”
And HE says, “A tool for Change, The Wight Sword.”
I am received by the Fire,
I feel the rage of the Hammer,
I hear the ring of the Anvil.
I change.
“Why?” ask I.
“The World needs a Champion to be free!” says HE.
My soul is warmed by the Heat,
The rage of the Hammer, shapes me.
I change.
My body sings a violent song.
The Forge, has given me desire,
The Hammer, the rhythm of life.
I lack only purpose, for purpose is the engine.
Again, the Mighty Smith stokes the Furnace,
Plunging me again to the hellish Fire.
I feel the Heat at my Core,
And before the Fire gains too much!
I change.
The cold quenching Truth, tempers me,
Hardened and Strong, I sigh.
And I change.
Polished to a blinding luster,
Given two edges, Honor and Righteousness.
I am finished changing.
“Go into the World, make your presence known.
Show to the World your Brilliance.
If they question, show them Righteousness,
Then in trust, show them Honor.
For those lacking, Mercy is your Hilt.”
And with HIS last act, struck me against the World.
So, into the World I went, Ringing!
Everyone could hear my song.
There was Change.
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| THE FIRST BIRTH
Into the World I came, hanging by my heels.
A strike from behind,
A cry, my first plea, and a fist my first meal.
Into the arms of a loved one I was placed.
My worries are few and far between.
Warmth and caring are my friends.
Home is my Sanctuary.
A desert dwelling place, warm in winter and summers burning.
The kiss of the Hammer still fresh on my Soul.
Memories fading, I know, I differ in ways.
With a hungry Heart, I seek and do not find.
Old before my years, too young in my actions, I fall.
I do not crawl before walking, I must use the wall.
Near the age of consent,
I reached in the wrong direction.
In a moment of despair and loneliness,
I pushed Him away, and sought another.
Denied, turned from Good, into Darkness I looked.
It beckoned with smoke and mirrors.
Now I walked between,
The One who Loves and the One who’s mean.
Both wanted, One paid, the other lied and took.
“To be alone in the World, for my soul!” I bargained,
One refused.
The Other stood between me and all else.
I looked down and outward, my sight dimmed, blinded.
Life is a struggle, as all can testify,
And I did my share and more, to no gain.
My falls became many, my spirit crawls.
I do not see the One who walks beside me,
Nor do I feel His touch as I am carried.
His presence, I see now, is in Death denied,
And Pain eased in my time of sorrow.
I hear His Voice in the conversation with strangers,
Or see His Smile in the eyes of a child.
This was not always so, as I have said before,
Scars can verify, I once was in the habitation of demons
And plagued by their unholy recreation.
Accused and Abused, Twisted away from the Truth,
I turned in shame from God and hid.
Speaking foolishness to those I loved, and lost.
With undying thanks to Him, some stayed.
Separated from Truth, a way not found,
I walked in the darkness alone, save for Him, unknown.
I live my life, stretched and pulled, between two extremes.
Swinging in the balance, my sanity hinged,
One of darkness and despair, the other manic delight,
Emotions rampant and wild, in a mind with too many corners.
I ride the razors edge, on wheels of glass.
Large in size, I feel I don’t measure up.
I may intimidate, but Fear is my constant companion,
Like a big, black dog, that will bite at a wrong move.
Not a friend, or a comfort, it hounds me still, watching.
It feeds on indecision, hate, and things most negative,
It grew quite large, fed by my youth.
In the Friend, whom I trust, the black dog does grow weak.
It’s bite does not sting, nor fester any more,
And his ribs do show through.
But before I tell who walks with me,
I must tell you first of the hell I saw.
The first I knew of the curse I took on,
Was as I became a boy no more.
In the service of my country I did bend the mind and body.
Shown the door, through which I fled,
Without the offer of help and denied the truth,
A failure and a criminal, I drank my shame. Raging!
My family took me in, with fear, anger, and concern, sharing.
Five years being watched by those I didn’t trust.
Chained to work that needed no talent,
Time I did waste, with the money I made.
Down a crooked road, through a darkness wet with strife,
My life emptied of desire and rang hollow grief.
Change I must, and change I did!
I stepped down and looked up,
The answer, was somewhere I dared not face.
Black dog growling, I struggled with conflict and delusion.
“Why had my life lost meaning and focus?” apathy set in.
I could not take rejection from the One and ONLY.
For it was all I deserved, this I knew.
The Lie made serpentine circles in my Heart.
“You don’t dessserve SSSSalvation, you sssilly boy!” it hissed.
Could it be true!
Was my only reward, OBLIVION!
I had heard different, and wondered.
I had seen a life lived in the service of the One,
And laughing outward, turning my tears to contempt.
I was not one of those believers in Him.
Inwardly, with stony heart, I doubted.
I searched for the fingerprints of God,
In the lives of those around me,
The proof of Him, is a fleeting thing, to one who doubts.
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| A person must be willing to follow,
If that person needs to be led.
In pride, and rebellion I ran in circles.
Dizzy and confused, I would stumble,
The Truth was my only obstacle.
Soon the pattern was making itself known.
But I was easily distracted,
A flash here, a sparkle there,
And off I would go in the wrong direction.
Dead Ends all!
Life became easy, and fun was the idol I worshipped.
The money flowed until debt was beautiful,
And I didn’t see the trap, until sprung!
The weight of my choices broke me,
Bankrupt of emotion, overdrawn in Spirit,
I broke in mind and body to the consequences of my actions.
Deluded to more fantasies,
Lost in the wages of my sin, I lost my grip on reality.
Demons played with the remains of my life,
corrupting my reason, and distorting my beliefs.
My ears would tickle to the whispers,
Hinting at the Godhood promises of the False Light.
I didn’t know what to believe, or why.
I slid on the black ice of false prophets,
Their statements of alternate truths,
And the promises of a better Way, ringing against my Faith.
Caught and housed in the land of lost Souls,
Labeled with an illness of the mind.
I thought I had found the cause of all my woes,
But found only the newest form of bondage.
With no cure for a bent spirit, I drifted in a chemical haze.
Nowhere to go, but back, to those who would take me in.
Again I sought comfort from Family, to begin again.
Bouncing from job to job,
Trying not to slip over the edge.
I work only to live, and lived only to look.
The whole time I deny myself the Truth.
The black dog is Hellthy and strong,
Ready to consume me whole, if I would let him.
My loneliness was a heavy weight on my soul,
Death was always crowding my mind,
As some kind of relief from my troubles.
The One and Only, blocked my way every time,
Protecting and Guarding, the love that was in my life.
If not for the two people who brought me into this World,
I would have ended it, any number of times.
Since that time I offered my soul forfeit,
And tried to bargain some deal from the Unseen Enemy.
I feared the outcome of such with dread and loathing,
For, to be alone I had wished,
And alone I was now, in heart, save for the love I knew,
And the Love of One, unknown.
Which brings me to the Last Change,
As far as I know, that is.
My control over reality,
Was never what I thought it to be.
The betrayal of my mind and thought uncontrolled,
Was more than I could handle at times.
I had no faith in myself.
All that I believed in, was suspect.
How would I trust, if I could not trust myself.
I was in the Greatest of All Prisons.
The one that had no bars, walls, or promise of escape,
save One.
It wasn’t until later I learned the name of my torment;
SIN
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| Rebirth and Redemption
To know HIM, is to Love HIM!
To love HIM, is to Obey HIM!
To obey HIM, is to be Reborn!
There is no other!
All my life I had walked with One, my Best Friend,
And didn’t know the pain I had cost.
HE forgave.
Straying into unseen danger, at the risk of my soul,
And reeking of destruction.
HE saved.
Ripped to shreds by the demon hordes in darkness,
My life pouring out in a river of sorrow.
HE restores. |
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Slowly turning, form the thunder storm of sinning,
Broken, spent, and laid low by living in darkness, crying out!
HE comforts, “I AM with you!”
PEACE, LOVE, and MERCY.
The sweet embrace of GRACE, FAITH is given, full measure.
Baptized in a pool of my own tears, blessed assurance.
Once tied down by regret, turned loose by Salvation.
Set free by Truth, lacking nothing in HIM.
I enter the World, Renewed, heart singing, eyes smiling,
No words can count the blessings and joy.
Cast adrift into the coldness, by a heartless few,
I forgive them, for they know not what they do.
This HE teaches, a lesson very difficult to learn.
Unforgiven in Heart, Love is displaced,
And does not allow Mercy.
It is a wound that will not heal.
Scarring a heart and braking the Spirit.
For the sake of GOD, I forgive.
Now, I sing a New Song,
I still don’t know all the Words.
My life is a testimony to the One and Only,
HE Who is Three, and the Love of All.
For HIM this story is told.
I give Myself to HIM.
IN THANKS.
Together, laboring to convict a World of It’s SIN,
HIS strength has no bounds.
A diamond hard heart, the World resists.
We do not work alone, many know the Truth,
hammering away in Love, for the Victory of Jesus.
Shards of believers, shattering in understanding.
Warming to the touch of the Lord,
Made new in the Living Water. Flesh and blood hearts are beating the New Song. |
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Endtime in sight,
Fear not the destruction of the Old,
But rejoicing in the Return of the New.
Nourished on the Milk of HIS Words,
Hungering for the meat of HIS Wisdom,
Armored in HIS Whole Armor.
Wrapped in the Truth,
With breastplate of Righteousness,
Walking in the Gospel of Peace,
Always ready with My shield of Faith,
Helmeted with the Salvation given me by HIM,
Who’s Words I wield, the Sword of the SPIRIT,
Double Edged and Sharp.
I fear not, and tread the Earth, confident of Victory.
For HE battled and Won, giving HIS life for Me.
Raised up by the FATHER OF CREATION.
Having the POWER, and the GLORY
FOREVER AND EVER, AMEN.
LORD CHRIST JESUS, GOD.
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| THE FLOW OF TIME - ENDLESS
THE VOIDS OF SPACE - INFINITE
THERE IS THE TRUTH
THE LIGHT
AND THE WAY
HE WAS---HE IS--- HE SHALL EVER BE
THE WIND---THE WATER---THE ROCK---THE FIRE
HE PLACES THE STARS IN HEAVEN
THE CREATOR THAT BEGAT ALL
THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA
THE SINGER OF THE BEGINNING
THE SINGER OF THE ENDTIME SONG
BETWEEN THE HAMMER AND THE ANVIL IS MAN
FORGED IN THE STARS AND PLACED ON EARTH
GIVEN DOMINION OVER GOD’S CREATION
BETRAYED BY LIES
HERE CONTINUES THE STORY OF REDEMPTION
ONE INTO - THREE - INTO ONE
ETERNITY
TO THE FATHER I GIVE THANKS
THROUGH THE SON, CHRIST JESUS
BY THE POWER OF THE HOLY SPIRIT
AMEN
By Michael K. Melvin (ArchAngel315)
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