Written by Christina Sunrise on January 26,2021
In a nightmare I once had, I saw a person who was bad.
He was chasing me but I ducked, bad guy out of luck.
Bad guy made out of metal- gadgets and wires- like a Superhero that never tires.
Superheroes are really fallen angels want you to worship them-just like Santa our Christmas friend.
Horror writer's nightmares are from hell-like a vision I had full well. God let me see a vision-more of a dream-
so I learned "what all souls matter" means.
Know this- when you sleep-you are interacting with fallen angels who do more than peep-
for family covenants they do keep-
making you eat-to keep the spiritual covenant of ancestors while you sleep.
All fantasy that is dark doesn't just happen on a lark.
Some people's nightmares make a good horror movie,
this is true. You have to know spiritually what to do.
You have to have a covenant with God Most High
so you can now break evil covenants of your ancestors who did die.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Quite impressive. Thanks for sharing