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Legend of the Lightworkers
dedicated to all the lightworkers
06/01/2009 SiriusABC

If you haven't heard the tale of the "light-warriors" then surely stay to hear.
this is the story of fame and glory to the beings of love and fear.
they were born on this earth, from the start of their birth and a promise to behold.
Of spreading the light and not to fight, their story would be told.

Their mission was specific,
to learn the truths and lies,
some things they found horrific,
some things they found divine.

They could heal, and pray the fears away from the evils that lurked around,
but they would confront the dark and leave their mark and make sure they left the grounds.
A time of strife, would be part of their life but journey their truths they would.
banish the dark and leave their mark, renew the world they could.

So one day they all came together, spirited and strong.
Twas a a moment of history that they would discover the mystery, and sing the warriors song.
They stood united and so delighted that others began to hear.
The sound of truth, the ring of hope and diminished was their fear.
Yet some would cower and run to their towers that blocked the wisdom of nigh. The warriors loved them, and told them the truth yet some would still deny.
they kept trying and trying, until their hearts content, but the beings of blindness would still relent.

The earth kept on going, but the dark kept on showing and spinning their lies they did.
much damage and carnage, all this negative garbage the light warriors would forbid
Spreading the light, and never to fight was the promise that they made.
And as it swept the planet, all places high and low, many beings began to realize, and some began to glow.

Then one being spoke and remembered thyself for the glory that they did behold. Then another woke up and another did too from a slumber so ancient and old.
Then all were awake to the powers that be, and angry they became
now it was time to end their crime and stop their little game.
One strike of love to north, to the east and south and west.
the whole world became aware, and banished the little pests.

Now ashamed they felt of their assumptions that the light warriors were crazy and wrong
but none the less they loved them and the whole world sang their song.
They laughed and cried, and never denied the truth as bright as the sun
that they were always together like birds of a feather, and they were always ONE.

Kendall
A poem I wrote a while ago