Dream of The Prophet John
I am am John a prophet of God on the Isle of Patmos, when in visions saw,A seven headed ten horned beast with iron teeth and mighty jaws,
The beast is being ridden by a harlot, a great whore,
A woman of great influence one whose smile will lure,
This beast was a mighty power with seven heads and ten horns
This beast looked at the woman and told her what to do,
And the woman became so wicked and tried to destroy whoever she knew!
The woman on the beast is the voice of his empires,
On his heads are seven crowns with mouths of blasphemy and of fire,
The beast I saw are kings of earth who lived in it's final years,
But this beast was a killer of God's saints who caused them many tears.
He cursed and blasphemed the name of God and prosperity he played
But the coming of the Lord should a short time be delayed,
Until God's servants and children were all sealed,
The beast had been wounded, by scandals but it's wounds were healed.
The beast became a powerful king on earth in these last and final days,
He cursed and blasphemed the name of God and laws he disobeyed,
Feeding the homeless and the sick a dominant religious power,
Seemingly became stronger even when with scandals he was showered,
The beast was showered with scandals of immorality amongst it ranks,
A church and state it's destiny of controlling are no pranks.
It suffered a worldwide scandal of molestation and immorality,
But the beast repaired it's image consolidating it supremacy!
But the world followed after the beast and have done so by choice,
The beast attmepted to control the world by silencing God's voice,
God's voice his His Holy words, suppressed like in days of old,
Starving the Saints of it's nourishing food have left them in the cold,
Then the living word of God became as precious Gold,
It's scarcity and it's rationing caused straying from God's fold.
Beware the beast is numbered six hundred and sixty six,
Vicarius Fili Dei is it's Roman Name conversation is no trick,
So beware north, south, west and in the east,
The world awaits the coming of the image of the beast,
Fortify your soul in the light of God's word,
Before all beastly influence and the Time of Trouble is stirred.
These are some of what I saw as an Apostle of The Lord,
Be prepared and fortify yourself with His life giving word.
Poemeater, 2010.
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