| fly-by-nite lighthouse |
| By word of Our
testimony up will We rise surge through canopies boundless, wild chasing the dawn-born sun We can't be stopped We can't be slowed, captured or shunned With trumpeting calls Our flock breaks forth through sickly-hued sky- putrid puffs of brown vapor Our victory cannot deny Through singed tears of angels feathers hurtle and slice, Our vision of power is the visage of sacrifice via the sword of our mouths. We, a v-shaped cone of triumph Rush, coursing through air becoming energy itself- Our chorus of voices serenades the daybreak sounds of principle-wealth- reason, compassion, truth winged horses of Our very own and following is life; freedom; evidenced in every tone Resounding from all directions, bold word of Our testimony. |
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| ALL POETRY COPYRIGHT MB TANKERSLEY 2005 |
| axios |
| My reflections on the Book of Revelations and what it means from my spiritual perspective. I tire of the general misinterpretation of the liberation theory of the book from both the hard right and the hard left. Once you realize all humanity is represented by the figure of the "conquering lamb" it becomes easier to see. |
