The Dream Calling

Sitting at home watching t. v. When I felt as if someone was behind me. I turned around but there was no one there Then I felt a cold chill in the air. Since I believe in life after death On a spirit I did bet. Softly I said: if you’re good you can stay And if you’re bad -go away. I made the sign of the cross as I was taught The feeling got stronger as it stayed and fought. What is it that you want from me? A candle of light to set you free? I felt something touch my right arm. And as quick as it came, it was gone. So I lit a candle that very night And told the spirit: “here is your light”. If there is a message you have to give to me In my sleep, my mind will be free. So I said my prayers and went to sleep And in my dream I saw the feet. My eyes traveled upwards to see a face For it was a woman dressed in white frills and lace. A mist covered her face where I could not see But there was a halo around her head In silver, gold, and red. She had her hands outstretched as if beckoning me. I felt fear entering my mind Like a person who had just gone blind. “ you are to be a messenger for me! ” As you can see, this world is already Going back to the days of Sodom and Gomorrah. All values have been lost, and religion has been tossed. The days of child slavery don’t seem to end. Prostitution has become a trend. Hunger, poverty, war, and hate We must try to save mankind before it’s too late. Words are the strongest weapon known to man So you as poets, must take a stand. Write about all that you hear and see So that the future children could be free. Write about war and destruction that is left behind For this world is running out of time. I awoke from this dream in a cold sweat And a fear in my heart For this would be an apocalypse start. Evil would be destroyed, but at what price Must humanity pay. He is giving us the answer, if we listen and pray.