Anointed Child Poem by Doris Cornago
Anointed Child
Never
Will be enough
All the fancy towers
From my window across
Like distant oasis mirage
Dazzles wanting to impress
Elevators going up the floors
Showcases emptiness of hearts
Eyes feast on manmade dreams
Robots suspended silly schemes
Humans gape wanting to escape
Harsh reality of limping disasters
Touch my inner core, forgiveness
The warmth of an embrace from
Colleagues, hurts healed, hush
Teary-eyed reunion, lost in the
Confusion, distanced by evil
Machination, primadonna
Like some nova, soon
Lost in the lull of my
Buffet full-spread
Anointed child
The one and
Only living
Triune
God
You prepare a banquet for me, where all my enemies can see me; you welcome me as an honored guest and fill my cup to the brim. Psalm 23: 5 (Good News Translation)
My daughter Pia had inspired me to write this poem on her recent trip to Malaysia as part of her Company's marketing contingent. She belonged to an institution that allows the evil machinations of a primadonna The IFLA Conference in Malaysia clarified/restored her vision of the greater plan for her.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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but it happens as part of a greater plan set in motion long before you're born, in the making of the great universe Darkness cannot reign....... such a great thinking according to the heart of God dear poetess. thank u for this great poem with sublime ideas. it reflects how noble you are dear poetess. tony