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The Day Will Come
When History Will Speak . Africa Will Rise Its Own History Of Glory.

But It Not The History
Which Will Be Taught In Brussels , Paris , Washington Or The United Nations .

04/01/2025

The Sinners Will Be Tormented In Hell According To The Bible Sacred Writings 4 (Christian Rites)

Whence Glassy Eyes Looked Out
And Lean Brown Arms
Stretched Up To Greet Him In One
Last Farewell
As Back And Forth He Paced Along The Streets
With Words Of Hopeless Comfort
What Was This
That One Should Weaken Now ?
He Weakened Not .
Whatever Was In His Heart ,
He Neither Dealt
In Pity Nor In Scorn But
Turning Round ,
Met That Racked Visage With His Own Unmoved ,
Bent On The Sufferer His Mild Calm Eyes ,
And While Pangs Smote Sharper ,
In A Voice ,
As Who Would Speak Not All In
Gentleness
Nor All Disdain , Said : 'Yes ! And
Am I Then
Upon A Bed Of Roses ?

Stung With Shame
Shame Bitterer Than His Anguish
To Betray
Such Cowardice Before The Man
He Loved ,
And Merit Such Rebuke ,
The Boy Grew Calm ;
And Stilled His Struggling Limbs
And Moaning Cries ,
And Shook Away His Tears ,
And Strove To Smile ,
And Turned His Face Against The Wall And Mary Magdalene Evil Spirits Wanted To Stone The Woman .

04/01/2025

The Sinners Will Be Tormented In Hell According To The Bible Sacred Writings 3
(Carry Jesus Word To Heathen)

Past Those Proud Lips Whose Key Their Sovereign Claimed
No Accent Fell To Chide Or To Betray
Only It Chanced That Bound
Beside Jesus The King
Lay One Whom Nature Is More
Than Men
Framing For Delicate And Perfumed Ease ,
Not Yet , Along The Happy Ways Of Youth ,
Had Weaned From Gentle Usages
So Far
To Teach That Fortitude That Warriors Feel
And Glory In The Proof .
He Answered Not ,
But Writhing With Intolerable Pain
Convulsed In Every Limb ,
And All His Face
Wrought To Distortion With The Agony ,
Turned On His Lord A Look Of Wild Appeal ,
The Secret Half Atremble On His Lips ,
Livid And Quivering , That Waited Yet
For Leave To Utter It
One Sign
One Word , One Little Word
To Ease His Pain .

As One Reclining In The Banquet Hall ,
Propped On An Elbow ,
Garlanded With Flowers ,
Saw Lust And Greed
And Boisterous Revelry
Surge Round Him On The Tides Of Wine ,
But He ,
Staunch In The Ethic Of An Antique School
Stoic Or Cynic Or Pyrrho's Mind
With Steady Eyes Surveyed
The Unbridled Scene
Himself Impassive Silent Self Contained ,
So Sat The Indian Prince ,
With The Tortured And The Torturers .
He Who Had Seen His Hopes
Made Desolate ,
His Realm Despoiled , His Early Crown Deprived Him ,
And Watched While Pestilence
And Famine Piled
His Stricken People In Their Reeking Doors .

04/01/2025

The Sinners Will Be Tormented In Hell According To The Bible Sacred Writings 2

Pillage That Ran Red Handed
Through The Streets
Came Railing Home At Evening
Empty - Palmed ;
And They , On That Sad Night
A Twelvemonth Gone ,
Who Ounce By Ounce ,
Dear As Their Own Life's Blood
Retreating , Cast The Cumbrous Load Away ;
They , When Brown Foemen Lopped The Bridges Down
Who Tipped Thong Chests Into The Stream Below
And Over Wealth That Might Have
Ransomed Kings
Passed On To Safety ,
Cheated , Guerdonless Found
(Through Their Fingers The Bright
B***y Slipped)
A City Naked OH GOLDEN DREAM
Shone In One Moment Like A Sunset Sky .

Deep In A Chamber That No
Cheerful Ray
Purged Of Damp Air , Where In Unbroken Night
Black Scorpions Nested In The Sooty Beams ,
Helpless And Manacled They Led Him Down ,
Cuauntemotzin And Other Lords Beside
All Chieftains Of The People ,
Heroes All
And Stripped Their Feathered ,
Robes And Bound Them There
On Short Stone Settles Sloping To The Head ,
But Where The Feet Projected ,
Underneath
Heaped The Red Coals .
Their Swarthy Fronts Illumed
The Bearded Spaniards ,
Helmed And Haubergeoned ,
Paced Up And Down Beneath
The Lurid Vault .
Some Kneeling Fanned
The Glowing Braziers ;
Some Stood At The Sufferers Heads
And All The While
Hissed In Their Ears "The Gold Ours" ...
Where Have Ye Hidden It
The Chested Gold ?
Speak And The Torments Cease !
They Answered Not .

04/01/2025

The Sinners Will Be Tormented In Hell According To The Bible

Their Strength Had Fed On This
When Deaths White Arms
Came Sleeved In Vapors And
Miasmal Dew ,
Curling Across The Jungle Ferny Floor ,
Becking Each Fevered Brain .
On Bleak Divides ,
Where Sleep Grew Niggardly For Nipping Cold
That Twinged Blue Lips Into A Mouthed Curse ,
Not Back To Seville And Its Sunny Plains
Winged Their Brief Biding Dreams ,
But Once Again
Lords Of A Palace In Tenochtitlan ,
They Guarded Montezuma Treasure Hoard .
Gold , Like Some Finny Harvest Of The Sea ,
Poured Out Knee Deep Around The Rifted Floors ,
Shiny And Sparkling Arms And Crowns And Rings :
Gold Sweet To Toy With As Beloved Hair ,
To Plunge Their Lustful , Crawling Fingers Down ,
Arms Elbow Deep And Draw Them Out Again ,
And Watch The Glinting Mental
Trickle Off ,
Even As At Night Some Fisherman ,
Home Bound
With Speckled Cargo In His
Hollow Keel
Caught Off Campeche Or The Isle Of Pines ,
Dips In His Paddle , Lifts It Forth Again ,
And Laughs To See The Luminous White
Drops
Falls Back In Flakes Of Fire
Gold Was The Dream Too Precious
That Cheered That Desperate Enterprise .
And Now ?
Victory Waited On The Arms Of Spain ,
Fallen Was The Lovely City By The Lake ,
The Sunny Venice Of The Western World ;
There Many Corpses , Rotting In The Wind ,
Poked Up Stiff Limbs , But In The Leprous Rags
No Jewel Caught The Sun ,
No Tawny Chain
Gleamed , As The Prying Halberds
Raked Them O'er .

23/12/2024

Magic Time Alert

Its A Magical Time , I Think By Wenlock Town
The Golden Broom Should Blow ;
The Hawthorn Sprinkled Up And Down
Should Charge The Land With Snow .

Spring Will Not Wait The Loiterer's Time
Who Keeps So Long Away ;
So Others Wear The Broom And Climb
The Hedgerows Heaped With May .

Oh Tarnish Late On Wenlock Edge ,
Gold That I Never See ;
Lie Long , High Snowdrifts In The Hedge
That Will Not Shower On Me .

23/12/2024

Gold In The Mountain

Gold In The Mountain ,
And Gold In The Glen ,
And Greed In The Heart ,
Heaven Having No Part ,
And Unsatisfied Men .

22/12/2024

A Golden Hour

A beckoning spirit of gladness seemed afloat,
That lightly danced in laughing air before us:
The earth was all in tune, and you a note
Of Nature's happy chorus.

'Twas like a vernal morn, yet overhead
The leafless boughs across the lane were knitting:
The ghost of some forgotten Spring, we said,
O'er Winter's world comes flitting.

Or was it Spring herself, that, gone astray,
Beyond the alien frontier chose to tarry?
Or but some bold outrider of the May,
Some April emissary?

The apparition faded on the air,
Capricious and incalculable comer.
Wilt thou too pass, and leave my chill days bare,
And fall'n my phantom Summer?

22/12/2024

The Nightingale Has A Lyre Of Gold

The nightingale has a lyre of gold,
The lark's is a clarion-call,
And the blackbird plays but a boxwood flute,
But I love him best of all.

For his song is all of the joy of life,
And we in the mad, spring weather,
We two have listened till he sang
Our hearts and lips together.

22/12/2024

Celebrate Sweet Golden Wine

Fill a glass with A Rich golden wine,
And the while your lips are wet
Set your perfume unto mine,
And forget.
Every kiss we take and give
Leaves us less of life to live.

Yet again! Your whim and mine
In a happy while have met.
All your sweets to me resign,
Nor regret
That we press with every breath,
Sighed or singing, nearer death.

22/12/2024

Mrs Karven Balambile A Gold Magic

Time was when I was free as air,
The thistle's downy seed my fare,
My drink the morning dew;
I perch'd at will on every spray,
My form genteel, my plumage gay,
My strains for ever new.
But gaudy plumage, sprightly strain,
And form genteel were all in vain,
And of a transient date;
For, caught and caged, and starved to death,
In dying sighs my little breath
Soon pass’d the wiry grate.
Thanks, gentle swain, for all my woes,
And thanks for this effectual close
And cure of every ill!
More cruelty could none express;
And I, if you had shown me less,
Had been your prisoner still.

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