Last Christmas by Voo

 

Good morning my beloved brothers and sisters in Christ!

This poem I posted below was sent to me by my very dear friend and sister in Christ. She goes by the pen name Voo.. She just wrote it today and the title of the poem is called, “Last Christmas.” Before I read the poem I want to share with you how she came into my life.  I have known since 2004 where I met her at the Lamb Café forum and chat that at that time the Holy Spirit led me to. It was also there where I was strongly encouraged to share the music of Spiritsong  I shared some them for the first time using a webcam before starting the recordings and putting them out there for others to hear beyond my prayer closet.. That is for another day when I share my testimony.

When we met and got to know each other (It was an instant connection) Voo went by the name The Unknown Poet. The gift of poetry and insights given to my sister just stirred things up deep in my own heart. Through the years my sister Voo has given me permission to turn some of her poems into songs, such as Dandelion, Tears have become my companions, Silent Come and Daughter You are that she wrote as a gift to Spiritsong. 

I have quite a few of her poems on my blogger that are linked on the left side of my blogger page displayed under the Spiritsong music player. If you click on the Poetry link it will take you to some of her poems I posted from back in the day. I encourage you to check them out. Below I will also post a link to her blogger poetry page (The House of Voo Presents the Blog) where you can find this poem and many more of her poetry.

 https://bluevineyard.blogspot.com/

 

                                  “Last Christmas" by Voo

Midnight

Twelve minutes past

It's raining

Cold

The streets are quiet

As they have been for months

Except for the rare passing through

Occasionally there is a gunshot

Some bored somebody

Trying to alleviate the boredom

Of this Corona-captured world

Perhaps to rid themselves 

Of the once loved being

They can no longer tolerate

Sad, really

Really sad what the world has become

Close distance romances

Have become long distanced now

And long distance loves never last

Love is being edited out of our vocabularies

And forced into extinction

Everyone has become Democrats or Republicans

Who hate one another

Intent only on winning the battle

And losing the war

I can't remember the last time

I heard children playing

Or running through the neighborhood, laughing

They are growing up chained to a computer,

Glazed-eyed in front of a screen

They don't know how to jump rope

Or play tag

They know something is very wrong

But they don't know what it is

And they are only allowed to ask pre-scripted questions

Groceries are being delivered now by strangers

And you are glad to get food you didn't pick out yourself

But what do you eat when the savings run out?

And when you die behind your shuttered windows,

Who will know?

My neighbor across the street lay there for a week

Before a family member ventured to visit

It broke my heart

I felt guilty but I didn't know

I didn't know anyone visited anymore

I didn't even know when they took him away

Or that he was gone

Until his daughter that I didn't know he had

Put a For Sale sign on his house

We are not neighbors anymore, here

Just spies and covid- tracers and Nazis in training

Dear God!

Is it really Christmas???

I see no colorful lights, hear no jingle bells, no carols

It is definitely Not 

"The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year" this year

It's a year everyone is praying to end as quickly as possible

Knowing in our hearts that 2021 is going to be even worse

I'm not prophesying, merely making observations

2021 is the year 1984 was supposed to be but was delayed

We've been lulled back to sleep by the glow of our cell phones

And don't even hear the jack boots starting to march

And the cold de-humanized soldiers chomping at their bits

To begin the merciless fray they were designed for:

Order out of chaos

Death out of life

Life remade over in another God's image

Dear God!

Do You see what they are doing to this world?

Your world, Your Pride and Joy

It's becoming unrecognizable

I lay here, barely able to breathe,

Tears in my eyes, listening to the rain falling

On this cold December night, alone

And I wonder where I'll be next winter

Or if I'll be here

And I miss the madness and hustle and bustle

And fights and quarrels

And giving of gifts and disappointments and hurts

And fun and feasts and family and friends

That a year ago I took so for granted!

And I wish I could just experience again a little taste

Of what I had last Christmas......

God, help us!

 

I know it sounds a bit grim but what a stark and sad reality of how much our world has changed in less than one year. Life as we now know it has taken on a meaning of love lost and cold hearts filled with fear and cowardess. Distrust and fighting’s among one another among those who say they believe in Christ.  His saints are being worn down by these drastic changes and satanic implanted distractions that keep many of God's people from waging war on their knees.

Prophetically we see that the Lion is not laying with His lambs but may wolves among us in sheep’s clothing.. This present time and hour of The devourer has come but for a short time..

IN these dark times beloved, the way we will keep our Peace He gives us and our sanity is to run and sit ourselves at Yahshua feet. To pray daily as we have never prayed before. To offer up the sacrifice of praise from the fruit of our lips.. The darkness is defeated by our praise. To fear not beloved,  because our Yahshua by His indwelling Holy Spirit will NEVER leave us or forsake us. He will be with us till our last breath and beyond when we will live and be with Him forever. Soon beloved, All our tears will be wiped and our pain sufferings and sorrow will be NO MORE . That is our hope beloved,  that is our hope!