"And I beheld, and heard the voice of one eagle flying through the midst of heaven,
saying with a loud voice: Woe, woe, woe to the inhabitants of the earth....
[Apocalypse (Revelation) 8:13]

Friday, January 29, 2016

Poem: “I Still Believe”

Poem: “I Still Believe”
By: Eric Gajewski
From the work, Fortress of the Soul 

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"I Still Believe"

How long O’ Lord shall the enemy reproach!
Is the adversary to provoke thy Name forever?
For they have set fire unto thy Sanctuary
Defiling thy Dwelling Place on earth
Arousing the devils down below...
See what wicked things have been done
In the midst of thy Solemnity
Arise, O’ God and set us captives free!
Let these words "bolt down" hell's gate forevermore
That I mayst enter into thy very own Door
And announceth to the world, thy Victr’y
The eagles are gathering…
And amidst all the tribulation, disasters, calamities and war
We shall land with Thy commission to help settle the score
Let us recall all of hell’s legion is no match
For the One we adore…
Following further Our Lady this One Woman Army
For the New Age cannot save those who art already worldly
O’ ye who seek…ye left what always was and still is
Will ye now turn to seek shade under thee Great Tree?
For it was She who helped me out of the disease called "me"
This sea that hold’s hell’s prisoners drowning in captivity
Yea, let the Blessed Virgin melt away every potential wicked deed
Return now, to the shores of sensibility and ask her to intercede
Yet the blind, these rabbits beneath, still ask candidly
“Do you think Her promise will still amount to reality?”
Who, cowardly, with their new religion, hide behind false mercy
Following the horizon of "false light" remaining deceived
I spread my arms without uttering one word
For this is the eagle’s creed…
Yea, the wings of Faith and Hope is all we need!
It is nigh not things nor money that will satisfy thee
And if this means we must march into hell itself
Let it be, let it be…
The New Age’s “Masters” nor socialism is the answer to man’s greed
For by “going forward” we truly have regressed
Nigh, deception is the feet of these “elite” by which they lead
For this supposed progress
Does not address sin, yet man in his pride still pays no heed
Ye, art full of lies, O’ modern man, having left the land of Truth
Do ye not hear the pleas of our Queen who calls thy heart unto return?
Who in this dark hour still stands at the foot of the Cross
Suffering in and with Him as CoRedemptrix
Wherein two hearts mystically become one and for sinner’s bleed
Whose Immaculate Heart hast spoken and leads us all to true Love
But men stay “locked” in their own way, horizontally as rabbits, living as fools carnally...
For that Day shalst still come!
When the "darkest of all" dark looms
Be sure to pull out this poem yet again to read
For, I, an eagle in the Divine Army
A son of Fatima reassures that all is not lost
Even whence Rome has “given in” to Modernity
It is Her Promise on behalf of heaven, we keep
That we might join in together as eagles to feast
Staying close to His Body
Marching straight into the corridors of hell
To look every devil intently in the eyes, an eagle's gaze of charity
To further relay and say
"I still have Faith and Hope
"I Still Do Believe"

"In the end, My Immaculate Heart will triumph. The Holy Father will consecrate Russia to Me, which will be converted, and a period of peace will be granted to the world.” 
~Our Lady of Fatima 

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