Where Is My True Help? (dream from 10/18/2010)

The man of God had the opportunity to KILL the enemy

But he DROPPED his weapon; fooling around in the building

Doing a whole lot of negotiating and had no power

The building filled with people dancing and hollering

Yet the enemy STILL prowling

In a high place for every eye TO SEE him.

The barricades had been removed by BIG STRONG MEN in WARRIOR GARMENTS

And people were still trying to get in

They told us to flee BUT you stayed

Because they were now serving up some ice cream

NOW, I done got myself in a situation

Because I came back to get you…

YOU STAYED too long and didn’t even get to eat!  Selah!

On the move, people begin to yield

To the enemy’s thrill

And they headed up the stairs to his hide-a-way

We left the building searching for a place to hide

One man told us to come in a house

But there wasn’t enough room for us to abide.

Wandering about, stranded vehicles and darkness everywhere

Here they are, only a few lights on, and they are not the ones

Trying to help us

I TOLD YOU keep walking, me, you and these babies

And a hand full of YOUNG LADIES

Gathering up three more children that were left behind

No men, women, or seasoned mothers to be found.

Crying and praying, “Lord, please let my momma be safe!

Lord, please let my momma be safe!

My own life was not guaranteed

Then he comes; ONLY ONE!

You think he is your friend

Because of how handsome he is

And the color of his skin

But he comes to you with a plunger in his RIGHT hand.

You’re getting excited saying, “Here comes help!”

I tell you to keep walking, don’t be talking

Because he IS NOT here to HELP YOU!

I was working hard to get him off me

With A SON in each arm

Here comes the plunge, to take the breath I breathe

And NOT ONE OF YOU turned back to rescue me

Like I rescued you” (Smith, Angela M. 2010).

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