The Rod From God
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James McLain
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The Rod from God,
portents and once untouchable.
Bullets and battle fields.
Milk and honey.
Soft earth,
changing the course of rivers.
To see how much farther ahead,
than currently now, are we able.
Some and for others every new
concept and in being in conjunction
with the target.
To see it, once only once in action
this it is called by most.
The Rod from God.
Purposes,
for other than which it was intended.
At night it shines as the sun, so brightly.
Huddled some in their homes, now know
how deep and light it's intentions.
Have you ever seen a straw stuck into a
glass of water and
pushed deep to the bottom
by it's own weight.
The Rod from God and your mind is
healthy and with conceptualization.
Perhaps to much so it is like white lightning.
Going in you pray and pray waiting and watching.
The Rod from God,
portents and once untouchable.
Pulse after pulse.
Drawn to one end
and once being upright and left hypnotized.
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