Poem: Here Comes

Written by empressjournee

Photo credit:  Paul Gilmore 

…………………………the Blacknight,

All dress up in color of white;

Riding through the darkest night:

To some he is no mystery;

His mission to rescue us,

From the blinding light,

Way pass the soaring bird—that fly;

The Blacknight, the Blacknight,

All dress up in rays of white:

Here come the mysterious clouds;

Resting upon the bluest bedded sky:

Before the magnificent storm,

Cleanse, purify the battered earth,

The battered earth:

Here comes the willow tree—strong;

Yet weep for me, weep for you,

From a broken heart, endlessly:

Here comes the Blacknight, the Blacknight,

Shouting, “long Live, the Mighty King;

The Mighty King!”

When no one seems to hear,

The voice of the true King,

Just an old soul singing, “Prasie HIM,

Praise HIM, ride on, ride on, ride on;

—you mighty, magnificent and ever living King!”

Empress Journee



About the author


I was born in Jamaica West Indies, immigrated to the United States of America at the tender age of ten. I've had the great privilege as an uprising reggae singer to perform as an open act for various great singers like Dennis Brown, Calypso Rose and others I admired. I also had the great opportunity to meet Dr. Bettye Shabazz and other great leaders. Because of my divine supreme using giants and various people to help develop within and allowed the higher God consciousness of my mind to see the greatness and love in me. I consider myself a wildflower, singer, poet, writer, and a great performer. I am working on strengthening all areas of my spiritual gifts. Peace and Blessings!