The Darkness Trembles

A patriot pal mentioned the phrase "the darkness trembles" in a text. Sounded like a poem indicating the light will always win. That is the good news.

Corruption arises, dark steam from underground

The wicked wield power in games of lost and found

No longer dollars sought, for they have all that they need

This goes beyond lust and hunger ... games, toys and greed
The ultimate desire, undisclosed treacherous goals
The accumulation of property, destinies, and souls
Special treatment lifts egos and kings high upon its shoulders
The hypnotized blindly follow the evil mind-controllers
The cohesive comply, we may never see what reality resembles
Somewhere though, somehow … the darkness trembles 
Yes indeed, somewhere somehow … the darkness trembles
 
Now what can we believe here, who is the taker and the giver?
Media is on the airwaves, selling everyone down the river
Blatant falsehoods – now a parade of the vicious and the sick 
Politicians lies are now the latest Jedi mind-trick
Up is down, war is peace, just as many once prophesized 
The glimmering glow of the show keep viewers mesmerized
Taking orders from those whose powers are meant to be limited
Masked and vaxxed citizens, now timid, controlled, inhibited
The confused need to question, so we may see what reality resembles
Somewhere, somehow the truth is … the darkness trembles 
Yes indeed, somehow somewhere … the darkness trembles
 
But how could darkness tremble, it holds the might and power
It hides in cracks and crevices, and in the top of terror’s tower
The beams of death rays have the weak bow and the fearful cower 
A passport to hell, an injection of forced will, a chemtrail shower 
So how can it be, in the land of the brave and the home of the free
How can we reclaim what was gifted us, from sea to shining sea? 
Gifted not from man or tyrants whose hubris will have them fall
But rather from Divine Providence, the Creator, the overseer of all 
Evil in the dark of night laughs at everyone falling for its game
Yet truth, like a rose, will stand in certainty, by any other name 
The slumbering will seek to know, so all can see what reality resembles
Somewhere, somehow in anticipation … the darkness trembles 
Yes indeed, seen upon horizon … the darkness trembles
 
In the depths, the will of “we the people” shall restore a foundation true
And the sins and sorrows and shame will gently be washed anew
Flowers will bloom, seeds will sprout, the sun shall shine magnificent rays
The truth cannot be mocked, in the beginning, and in the end of days 
A revolution of the heart, a revelation in the mind
Joining brother, sister, father and mother … in kind
The nightmare will cease, bringing a predicted peace, so that all can truly find
What can be embraced in the moment, and what horror can be left behind
The awakened will finally come to know, seeing all that reality resembles
In glorious triumphant exaltation … the darkness trembles 
Yes, when facing directly into the light of the Lord … the darkness trembles
The darkness trembles 

On Point

Written for Sergeant Marine Nicole Gee, who was one of 13 military members killed in a suicide bombing on August 26, 2021 in Afghanistan.

Remaining behind, post withdrawal, taking the hard and strong stand
Hamid Karzai International Airport – Kabul, Afghanistan
From Sacramento, married, a young marine, all of 23
August 26, terrorist attack, taken, Nicole L. Gee
Six days prior, pictures, loving her job … then the report came along
"There was an explosion. And just like that … she's gone"

One of thirteen, lost in a mere moment, lost in a flash

Identification, a flight, a casket draped with the American flag

Flying home to Roseville, where family awaits a final farewell

Honor, legacy, commitment, care … she did her job so well

Services and speeches, tears and tributes, so many memories to anoint 

Nicole on guard, on her game, on her post … always on point

 

In her role, everything must run smooth, everything must be set

Handling the logistics – ensuring everyone’s needs get met

Succeeding at her mission, so the larger operation would not fail

A caregiver – with clear mind, open heart, and attention to detail  

Her reliable nature, her alertness, her clarity – this, the best defense 

The invisible, behind-the-scenes impact … all of it immense

Social media posts, a job in progress, a job worthwhile – yes, a positive word

Ushering other souls to safety, "escorting evacuees onto the bird"

She was good at what she did, everything taken care of, where it needed to be

Caring about the lives of others … marine sergeant Nicole L. Gee

A proud and honored military member, serving a country, saving the day

Out there faithfully holding the line, out there in harm’s way  

No matter the locale, she’d dot the I’s, cross the T’s and clearly case the joint

A marine on guard, on her post, on the front lines … always on point

And then there is Nicole, humble, what you get is what you see

Beyond the weapons, the tasks, the boots and the battle fatigues 

“A marine’s marine,” “a light in a dark world,” a peacemaker in the wild 

“I love my job,” she posted … while cradling an infant Afghan child

Holding high an oath to country and a community she held dear

Motivation, determination and fearlessness fueled a passion for career

"A hometown hero," married to Jarod, committed to her work

Her sister would say, “We will be forever changed and hurt” 

A casualty of violence, a tale no one would ever want to tell

Honor, legacy, commitment, care … she lived her life so well

In some higher world of beauty, may all fallen soldiers find peaceful home 

She wasn’t just one of 13, or one in a million, but rather one of our own

For now, a new position, a new mission, one that only God shall appoint 

Nicole L. Gee – forever in our hearts and prayers, forever out there … on point

James Anthony Ellis is a writer and producer living in San Diego, and can be reached at www.LegacyProductions.org or JimEllis1103@Gmail.com.