The Fantasy whisper to him, have you come…

The right arm is holding on the right chin,
He looks like he’s smiting,
But the soul is good and powerful
Enough for people to feel we are safe.
He lifts himself from the throne,
And praise his hands to the sky,
Saying, my people are sinful, but I pray
Pray, pray, and pray for the hope to bless us,
But his eyes are looking up to the holy mountain,
And the fantasy whisper to his soul, have you come,
To see Me, the Holy One who you called, OUR
Or have you come to your decision that the Lord
Our Holy One to face your fate that holds in your both hands?
Let the right arm holds the right chin for the righteous thoughts.

©️ Ismael Mansoor

Published by This Engrained Heart

I am a Deaf male, and I write what comes my mind. I have been creatively writing since 2010, and from there has been growing my excitement and passionate for my poetry and writing.

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