The Illusion to Confusion

"The Illusion to Confusion."

I have taken the one who was hated and made him
to be over those who are Yah's Select.
I took Esau like I took others who opposed the Most
High and with my spirit made them perfect.
Now what we have is an illusion of confusion where
he that was inferior is now superior to you.
Now those who once worshiped Yah just like them
are now worshiping me too.
I took what Yah has cursed from the beginning and
made Yah's own envious of them.
You see I took my seed Esau and all of Yah's unconscious
marvel and look up to him.
They can't change their color but many try but their
looks they alter those who have the money.
They want to look like the seed of shatan because they believe
it's better than looking like Yah now isn't that funny.
I gave them an illusion of knowledge and made them appear
smart even without melanin in their skin.
You see they have the knowledge of the fallen and like Pied
Pipers the blind Yisraelites follow them on in.
To their own destruction where a trap is set for them to
show Yah that I can make a fool of them also.
Black skin with Blonde hair and blue eyes how ridiculous
they look it is a shame that the truth they do not know.
I've taken Kings and Queens and made them Crack heads
and Whores and they're despised by one another.
Jacob Yah hates but those who are in captivity under my
control truly Love Esau his brother.
Yah always segregated His people but I integrated them
now you will see them getting emotionally attached to mine.
They've chosen my children over that of Yah now they've
blended with them mixing up the seed you will find.
Through the deception I put in them during slavery I now
control a large majority of the females by giving her more.
I appealed to her like I did Eve who I had like my seeds have
them yet from Yah they have more chastisement in store.
The illusion to confusion I've made the Yisraelite Superior
inferior to those they trust who will bring them sorrow and shame.
The time of Jacob's trouble will come from Esau where in
their trouble many will still call out my other name (Jesus).

Shalom,
shelly david wright, poet
healingheartspoetry@yahoo.com
7/11/11