First it was babies
The future
The hope
Now it’s seers and prophets
Those who bring about life
Who call heaven down
Who build the body
And equip them to fight
With teeth bared and gnashing.
We will not fall
We are united, standing tall
Against this nonsense.
You have no power here
This is heaven
It is here, it is now
And there’s nothing you can do about it.
So back
The hell off
Because our HELL NO
Resounds and shatters the veil you’ve tried to reconstruct
The veil that was not only torn
But wiped from existence,
Not even a thread nor a smear remains.
Tetelestai
It is finished.
No going back.
I have my water
I have my wine
I have my bread
I have my tribe.
Finished.
Babies come
Prophets speak
Seers sing
Proclaim the goodness and mercy and presence of the King.
And that is the essence of faith. The King is good, and merciful and so very present.