Trickster (Poem)
Jan
My perception of you is no disguise—
A Trickster wrapped in clever lies.
Built from moments I can’t unsee,
Your patterns weave no trust for me.
You speak in whispers, never face,
Through screens and posts—a hollow space.
No courage to meet the truth head-on,
Just shadows cast until you’re gone.
In 2025, I draw the line,
No room for games—this life is mine.
Respect’s a bridge we walk in kind;
Without it, you’ll be left behind.
No matter your rank or lofty name,
Protocols won’t excuse the shame.
Aretha’s anthem still rings true—
If you can’t respect, I’m done with you.
So stay on your steed, proud and grand,
Wave from afar with a trembling hand.
But cross my peace and you’ll collide
With my spirit team standing at my side.
I walk with angels the Holy Spirit, Archangel Michael near,
Their voices sharp, their purpose clear.
No room for riddles, tricks, or pride—
In truth and honor, I abide.
Speak plainly, or speak not at all.
No cryptic notes behind a wall.
For in this season, my soul’s complete—
I choose respect or retreat.
To the Trickster: heed or go—
Peace is my mantra, but you should know:
Where respect is absent, there’s no home,
Just your own echoes when you roam.
To those who walk with open hearts,
Your voice is welcome from the start.
But as for you, with masked intent,
My time is sacred—it won’t be spent.
So Trickster, step back, be at ease—
My world flows on with winds of peace.
©
STOP the Genocide. We demand a Ceasefire NOW. Save Palestine NOW. GOD is LOVE♥
Faithful followers of Jesus Christ watch and pray – we are in dark times. Trust NO-ONE until they show themselves trustworthy. They must earn our TRUST.
Until Next time, Keep Believing, Keep Hoping & Keep Loving.
Peace. Daniel – The Christian Activist & Warrior
Remember, Jesus Christ is the Light of the World.
Thank you, and God Bless
