Temporarily Homeless

"Temporarily Homeless."

We are a people who are temporarily homeless
because we may live here but Babylon isn’t my home.
I can't call this place home not where the demons
and all manner of unclean spirits roam.
We were taken from our home as a result of our
disobedience we were kicked out by the Most High.
We lost our rights because we didn't do what was right
this fact we cannot deny.
Tonight when I drove under the overpass I saw all the
homeless people but this is only the beginning for we'll see more.
As they plan to crash the economy we will see more people
on the streets looking to be fed as never before.
Babylon is an illusion right now of a false prosperity
that is preached by the leeches in the Pulpit.
Demons in the highest place of the church who lie
to those with itching ears I will submit.
Now our people who call this place home are just as
lost in the capital of shatan's reign on earth.
They have become no better than their oppressors in fact
many are joined to the devils and nothing they're worth.
They have bought into the lie that the Politicians and the
Preachers tell and now they are caught up too.
But just like Yah will place His wrath on the Edomites and
others there will be many Hebrews who'll be through.
Yet we're temporarily homeless on a journey through Hell
this is the place of our enemy physically and spiritually also.
The Edomites are the representation of shatan's reign
on the earth and this is Hell for us you had better know.
Don't be fooled by the things that they're about to take
away because a slave cannot own anything at all.
Many who believe they have a slice of the Amerikkkan
pie will come to know they have nothing when Babylon fall.
We are temporarily Homeless but Yah is regathering our
people and He is going to clean us up and bring us back.
All of us who are truly the children of Yah the ones who
label themselves as the world does as Black.
I'm in a place that I don't belong held captive for the sins
of rebellion of my people so long ago and today.
We are in a time where with our lives we are reaping the
seeds we've sown a price that we must pay.

Shalom,
shelly david wright, poet
healingheartspoetry@yahoo.com
10/21/11
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