Book 10 Dabar: Small Measure of Peace
Small Measure of Peace, gave a slight nod to everyone in recognition of their existence and mine. But amid all of them a certain sculpture it was that shone me the most, as I saw the most beautiful face ever created.
He that dwells in the Secret Place of the Most High, shall abide under the shadow of his wings.
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Small Measure of Peace: Introduction
Spring, 1877. This marks the longest I have stayed in one place since I left the farm at 17. There is so much here I'll never understand. I have never been a church-going man... and what I have seen on the field of battle has led me to question God's purpose. But there is indeed something spiritual in this place.
And though it may be forever obscure to me, I cannot be but aware of it's power. I do know it is here that I have known my first untroubled sleep in many years.
What lies in the future is an attack from our enemies but in this divine place
I cut out the small measures of peace, just a small measure of peace that rest within my mind, still mind the code I come from the white the ghost cold
Destroy your cultures for the gold, how many more, how many more
Heritage, Origin, where we come from shall not go untold.
So I set his hand against every man and every mans hand against his hand.
Enemies occupy our land, you know our kings became tributes
This what they papers won't issue. We are anew so lace your boots
YAH designs a new sword, revenge and and he beaten it pure
To melt and drip the blood is stain, the teeth is white, movements ripe
Rip the wicked turn they hearts the children
To the Fathers of our cultures shores, irrigation ran by way perfection
My YAHWEH say. send the message the silver cresecent help Joseph navigate
through mizraim from the pots he was reedemed, to Id'llys End a future bow
Abode in strength became a king of kings, the sun moon stars bowed to feet.
Prince of Dreams. Measure of Peace. Until the end of idyll.
I leave you with Shalom, out to the home
I leave you with peace. Poems.
And I never had the words to say or never had the words to pray.
So I wrote this peace, a refugee, a vagabond at the least
Digging in his mind to increase the value of his time
At the sheets of the plates silver, gold, I walk the meadows alone
for just a inch of it, your my salvation without mention,
To my heros thats what im here for, the peace, dinero,
I symphonage, im to honest, to bend my pride for the wicked
YAHWEH your the richest, please give me just a small precentage.
Give me the mind to gather the samurai and earn dinner
Like Benja, for the benja im like amin, a ravining wolf to my brother
And YAH compare to you theres no other.
Who clothed me garments for the weather?
Put my ema and abba together?
Im asking for a small portion of your spirit.
Is that to hard, or in my cursed in my generation's bloodline.
I pray thee, begging for the small measure.
For the devious endeveaurs have respect unto my ways
Never use you, your my friend to the end of my days
And I was just like Abraham, never give me riches of the wicked
Waiting on the Blessing from majestic, so where you at.
So where you at YAH. Where you at YAHWEH.
My soul wait for YAHWEH more than they that wha
