From ages past
The brightest and best
Wondered what the end might be
When it finally arrived
Nobody believed it
Because the end did not arrive
With an armada of battleships
Or stone-faced soldiers
goosestepping through the streets
No, it arrived slowly
Without fanfare
Subtly
Persistently
Like mold in a darkened corner
Or rust on a forgotten machine
Desecrating what was
Ruining what could be
In the end, things fall apart
The unraveling was everywhere
It was in our schools
It was in our sports
It was in the corporate world
It was in the government
It was in our churches
Finally, in our homes
Man's last refuge had surrendered
To the march of inevitability
Powerless to speed up or hold back
Like the Native Americans of old
Watching helplessly from the shore
As ship after ship arrived
From the Old World across the sea
Time and tide, they say, waits for no man
Bells cannot be un-rung
Eggs cannot be uncracked
Some things that are done
Can never be undone
Lines were crossed
Things invented
Man's imagination unleashed
The leapfrogging of ideas
Until there was no going back
Still, people tried to resist
Against the inevitable rising tide
They fought bravely against change
But change came nonetheless
And the people turned to flee
The Indian of old
Racing further west
But the wise look back and realize
Eventually you run out of west
It was not so much the "white man"
Who robbed them of their destiny
But the inevitability of time
And the zeitgeist of modernity
Inevitability is a funny thing
A thing sometimes hard to grasp
You cannot hold it in your hands
But it will catch you in its trap
While impossible to hold
Causes the hand to wither
Trading vigor for pain
And flesh for dust
And now our time has come
To stand on the shore and see
As ship after ship arrives with cargo,
The things that should not be
Things that divide the world from what was
To what will be
There is no going back
The end is here indeed Our time has come to pay the bill
But not with currency
The cost for the 'great reset'
Will be paid in blood and liberty
Trading sovereignty for servitude
And liberty for ease
Their chant equality of outcome
Not equality of opportunity
Where the latter ensures success
The former only misery
So now we told to bend a knee
They demand loyalty
To a system that views us not
As the image-bearers of God
But useless eaters and hackable animals
We are of no more value to them
Then the bugs they want us to eat
The souls of men at bargain prices
Sold as commodities
Can you see it?
It is here in the car you drive
The stores you shop at
The home you live in
The system you live under
It's in the phone in your hand
The phone in my hand
They say, let us do you this service
Look how happy you will be
When we put the phone in your head
Or your right hand for ease
We have arrived at the feet of Nebuchadnezzar's statue
Whose clay and iron toes
Trampling asunder men
Into dust from whence he goes
Unelected, powerful men conspire,
Crafty counsel they know
To enslave the world in a web
A multi-layered system of control
Economic, political, technological, and ideological
They want it all and
Realized long ago
They don't need armies to do this
By giving the chains of technology
The people will do it to themselves
The very things that bring comfort and ease
Are the very things we can't live without
We become slaves to our dependence
On the system control
Yet even these wicked men and their evil plans
Are working themselves into bondage
Blinded by their hubris and greed
They will not escape either
They will hand it all over to one man
Thinking they will rule and reign with him
Instead, find themselves under his boot
And only hell remains
The system he takes over is the beast
He personifies it and will become one with it
It will be him, and he will be it
This coming prince will personify
The most wicked government that ever was
Or ever will be
Nationalism is dying
Imperialism is rising
Globalism is inevitable
The beast is coming
And nothing on earth can stop it
The tide of time is being pulled back
From the present shore it cedes
Before returning with a vengeance
To the dark, uncaring sea
This tsunami cannot be stopped
It will not relent
The end will come as a flood
The beast kingdom is coming
Is come
Is here
Wow very well stated , you put into words exactly where we are in this perilous time line, eyes on Jesus our precious Savior and Lord , the King of Kings and Lord of Lords , every tongue will confess every knee will bow to Jesus , we await our blessed hope , to rapture us to heaven 🙏🏽♥️
This is one of the most poignant things I have seen 'penned' in a very long time! I would love you to add a few more paragraphs to state 'Who' and 'What' comes next, as in our hope in Jesus!
Sadly I think many would read your lament and scratch their heads!! Beautifully written xx
Amazing piece…well said…wow! Thank you Pete!
Maranatha!
POWERFUL … WOW. Thank you Pete, I read this with tears streaming down my face. How far we have fallen, and how quickly our nation has turned away from our God. You have been blessed with a powerful gift of writing that touches our hearts and our spirit. May the Lord continue to sustain you and inspire you … your words of wisdom are a blessing to us all, and reminds us to stay strong because zJesus is coming soon to make all things right. ❤️🙏🏼
The list of mind boggling events in this piece is staggering. It's almost too much to absorb in one bite, as are most of our days now.
It reads like a melancholy eulogy, a bitter-sweet trip down memory lane, and a call to arms all at once. The halted sentences and one word lines also amplify your alarm and state of breathlessness. You demand your audience to wake up: "Can you hear it?" !
Though not American, I'm on your northern border, my righteous (?) anger and sorrow at what we've become is painful.
Powerful, Pete. Thank you!
Maranatha