Michael Archangel has lowered the sword

Michael Archangel has lowered the sword.

It is 2 inches from total destruction of the USA. It is still moving.
Not one person in the USA has stood up for justice.
Not one person in the USA has stood up for freedom.
Not one person in all of America has attacked the enemy of mankind.
Not a one.
They walk around, show their vile faces on TV, continue to murder and  cripple people by the thousands then go home and do whatever they do before sleeping. They actually sleep, get up and do it all over again and again.
But God has had it not just with these people but with the entire nation. Not one is blameless.
Not one is without complicity in these crimes.
The enemy is the nation itself. It has no need of external enemies, and none exist.
It has set itself on fire.
When the leaders say burn the people say how hot.
When they say starve the people say how quickly.
They say don’t even breath the people say how many masks do we need for that.

The leaders say we’ll put monkeys in charge of them, the people make up pet names for them.

The leaders say you’ll be happy slaves the people repeat it to each other as a golden truth.

The leaders say how dumb can we make them..
the people say their is no limit.

Humanity itself is aglow with this glowing beacon on the hill called America.
Look how she shines, but they don’t see that that that shine is America burning.
They don’t see that the sound is of her collapsing.
They can’t perceive that the activity is that of a cacaphony.
But they will and they will ride right along with her.
And the only ones left will be the humble nations, the innocent nations, the impoverished nations that were beaten down to make America great, instead of being built up to make her greater, blinded by greed, they could not see this plain and simple dynamic.
Blinded by greed.
Deafened by it to the cries of those they killed.
Obtuse to their crimes because they were drunk on the blood of the innocent.
In Russia too they drained their blood, feasted on it, washed in it and discarded it as so much trash.

“So bye bye miss American pie.
Jack Flash sat on a candlestick
‘Cause fire is the devil’s only friend.
 Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage.
No angel born in hell
Could break that satan’s spell.
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite,
I saw Satan laughing with delight,
The day the music died
 He was singing:
Bye-bye, Miss American Pie”

Am I too harsh?
May be..maybe… a soft voice is all it took…  Godly voices in a godly vale.
Carried on the wind in an earthly gale…. to scattered people in scattered flocks….. of injuns and the landlocked. People sat around the campfires burning low, whispers in an earthly glow, hundreds, then their thousands grew, to millions outside their protected crew, of farming families and those they knew, on windswept plains and upstate too. The wind of faith just blew ….  and blew.