Jimmy

Children of the stars are we
Our history a maze.
We walk among you everyday
Slowly awakening from our daze.
A diamond necklace long discarded
Holds the key to our past.
A shimmer of lights across the stars
Signals the die is cast.
Sensitive to the rhythms of nature
And the balance in all things.
Heeding the call of Biblical prophecy
In the fire, four faces with four wings.
To save the earth from climate change
Our royal decree persists.
Priests with sackcloth
Tredding on broken glass
Barefoot and sun-kissed.
Be ye yeoman
Be ye slave
Preacher, mason
Fieldhand or knave.
Not the gods can stiffle this
Our heavenly dance of unbridled bliss.

By Raymond Enisuoh

Aliens In The Bible
See:http://aliensinthebible.com/