A Religious Language

By Obed Yadzo 

From the clouds 

I gaze a lightning from the crowd 

And it rays are of Two Divert Colors 

The Black and The White solars

One is from a scorching shadows 

And the other lightings from a brighten Heaven Arrows 

I have seen a black Light shines,

 And white shrines .

And the white shrines rebuilt Temples where Holys' dwell

And within that vast

The black Light brights upon a darkened World.

Where these Two dwell not together 

But share men at a gather

Those who fear, were of several laws

But those who fear less these laws, abides.

And they Were from the shrines 

But these shrines were headed by gods

So their Author made them gods

Now from the deep zoom I gaze

I have seen the clouds burnt and melted 

Onto the darken part of the earth, and melting like a coil

And the sea and the waters on the surface of the earth  

I have seen a cold ice from the heights like a bird flee into the burning waters

What is on the Earth were from the sky

The Bird died from it's cold into the burnt 

The East Wind blew from the roaring of a lion 

And a sudden cool air blew over that part of the earth surface refreshing deads, resurrecting plants

And by that a new world was built.

       By the Lilbed