The wisdom within me speaks.
the voice is stern and carries
Authority.
The wisdom within me speaks.
It speaks like a talkative child.
The topics it brings are as random
As the UK’s weather.
You think it will stick to
One topic
Nope. It changes just as the UK’s
Weather changes from sun to rain.
The rain does not give the sun
Any warning.
It does not give the people
A chance to bask in the
Sun long enough.
The wisdom within me
Speaks and at times
It wakes me up.
Quick Quick.
I need to write it
Down for it will
Dissipate very soon.
The wisdom within me
Pours out of me like
An overflowing jar
Of olive oil.
The wisdom within me
Does not speak
To boost.
It does not speak
To be acknowledged
It speaks to educate
And to fill the empty
Jar that demand
For its oil.
The wisdom within me
Is nothing that comes
From me.
The wisdom within me
Is not of my making.
The wisdom within me
Comes from Above
Who speaks through me.
The vision I have
Is the vison like
No other.
The vision I have
Is the vision of
Unity and freedom.
For the wisdom within me
Can see the souls chained
To this world.
Brought into this world
Challenges thrown at them
Many run and hide
Many run and die
Many run to join,
for I heard
A saying that once said:
If you can not beat them,
Join them.
How pitiful this saying is.
How pitiful are the humans
Who have fought and
Have completely forgotten
About their main source.
The Lord has sent me
To you to empower you.
Get up and start fighting.
Get up and wrestle well
With what is ahead of you.
You will make it
You will guide those
Behind you to continue
Where you have stopped.
