Created in the Image to rule and reign

FALLEN SOLDIERS AND MESSIAHS

By Kohan Shalomim Y. Halahawi

Given Eden as the sovereign king

Able see yourself in natural design

Given beauty and eroticism that you didn’t have to find

Sent to save a world that’s was wasted, void to obsolete

It was your image that they were to seek

But you never got to see it, or be that Adamic Man

Because you allowed someone else to lead you against Yahwahs Command

You are a farmer, a tiller of the earth

A noble task indeed of value and much worth

You believe in natural cycles, a vegetarian indeed

But you never gave your best for the Most High to take heed

You present to him little while your brother presents much

All though not Yahwah desire, his heart was stilled touched

So you allowed your rage to call the grand reaper

You failed in the Image of being your brothers keeper

Raised up Egyptian with knowledge and pride

You led their armies as they fought by your side

You found your true self and had passion on the slaves

You saved one of them from abuse and encourage others to behave

Your popularity and brightness made the wicked rebel

So you fled into Midian without even a trail

Yahwah called you a Saviour and gave you a Nation

You gave much guidance and firm foundational revelation

Your name would be great, a Saving Yahwah Man

Yet because of impatience you never saw the promised land

You were such a humble man, you were tender to your sheep

You defended them from scavengers, they were well upkeeped

You once played the harp, and cast out devils

But then as King you fell to the devils level

You didn’t follow the Torah, you stole mens wives

You destroyed Yahwah levitical priesthood and took mens lives

You gave your throne to a son of adultery

Who followed after your steps in lust, war, murder and idolatry

Because of You the Nation went through suffering and Hell

Until the tribes became enemies called Yahudah and Yisrael

You were the prophet that all believed could die and resurrect

Your prophetic words, the Laws of Nature would never reject

You challenged kings and queens, and exposed false men

All of your battles prophetically would win

You were the great mouth piece that Yahwah would use

But you had no compassion on those who didn’t look like you

You pouted at salvation lovingkindess and mercy

As a result somebody else had to take over your ministry

Born a Netzarim, a good hearted man

Taught love and compassion in a warring roman land

Challenged the falseness of the scribe and pharisee’s

Your words of wisdom caused many to believe

You were the Anointed, at least in that day

The Angels would tend to you whenever you would pray

You healed many people as all the prophets would do

But now you are dead, and the pictures don’t look like you

You never had a ministry more than three years

You never became one to be whole and fulfilled

Because you changed your tone of peace, calm and gentle

And started beating the sinners inside the Holy Temple

You made yourself a target, unnecessarily one knows not why?

You forfeited your calling when you got prematurely crucified

You were taught by the Ebionites, and married one of their wives

You knew that the teachings of the Jews and Christians were blatant lies

You honored the holy days of the Ancient Hebrew Law

You united your Ishmaelite peoples for a just worthy cause

But then you let the Jews discourage your faith

And you changed your movement, from Hebrew Law you turned away

You mimicked Christian crusades to teach to Jihad, Allah or the sword

Now Jihad, Crusades, and Zionism have put the whole World into War

The Angel Gabriel came to you in Chicago when you were a young man

They told you to lead the people back into the promised land

You accomplished so much, and built a great people

You conquered all odds, and defeated great evils

You were a messianic model to be studied in this day

But then you allowed your followers to get carried away

People started dying, fights broke out

Rumors of adultery and taking wives were floating all about

But then you got ties to enemies who fund what you do

Which caused you refuse to help other Israelites in Israel who looked like you

So what is the example of the kingdom we should see

United with All Israelites or with the enemy?

And then we come to me, educated and blessed

A light that shines even in the midst of a mess

Born with a calling, prophetic gift indeed

Knowledge given by Yahwah to a world filled with needs

Peace be upon me, as the offering of my name

But then I too have faults that no one else is to blame

Made bad decisions a little under a decade ago

That have come back to haunt me everywhere I go

Choices that I wish I could take back

That have constantly surged and kept me off track

Making covenants that a priest should not make

Choosing women in whom my peace they take

Facing a life that is the opposite of my call

Trying to stay up strong, but then down again I fall

My seed being destroyed, mixed and polluted

The purity of my anointing now seems so diluted

Coupled with infirmities a struggle since birth

Just when it looks like I am getter better, things get worst

Don’t know if can lead, when there’s no one who will follow

Perhaps I too am not the one, a hard reality to swallow

So what do we learn from this, from the beginning to the end

Yahwah raises up champions, who have the potential to win

Yet somehow loose out, because of one thing…SIN

We keep missing the mark, when we all knew the Truth

We allow our carnal ways make us look like fools

We all had a glimpse of the Light at the End of the Road

But for 6000 years, Yahwahs plan still hasn’t unfold

So What does this benefit a World who is crying out

Why do the anointed keep falling about

How long will it be, when one of us will get it right

When will the day come of Yahwah’s dawning Light

Time is not here on the worlds side anymore

Is this the end, when life will be no more?

battles and wars are raging, and favor is with Goliath

At least as long as we keep having fallen soldiers and Messiahs!!!