A light will shine in Goshen

A light will shine in Goshen
And a heavy, driving rain
Will wash away the foot prints
Left amidst the cane.1

A hurricane is coming
To blow away the lords
And leave behind it golden harps
Beaten from iron swords.2

A trumpet soon is blowing
Its fanfare full of joy;
God's giving chords of power
For our voices to employ.3

A light will shine in Goshen
Our Canaan is at hand
No more trodden people
Working Egypt's land.4

Author notes

I guess I'm in a Civil War mood lately. This poem is supposed to be like a slave spiritual. It's not, however, one of "freedom is coming soon" or "we're running away tonight with Harriet Tubman" or even "Gonna beat some white folks in the head." It's a spiritual of a people who have come to believe that the end must be near and that soon Jesus will return to take the slaves to heaven.
Don't ask why I wrote it. I just did.

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  • Shadowed Phoenix
    May 25

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    I love it, I really do. It flows so smoothly and sounds so creat. It did seem like a kind of mild song of sorts. It truely is a wonderful peice and I love the last stanza. Thank you for entering my contest and good luck.


  • hobo kiti
    March 21

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    Pretty :)

    Just in that kind of mood lately, huh? Hope you're not feeling enslaved...



    This poem flows SOOO well. I didn't really know what it meant when I first read it, and I didn't fucking care. One of those things that just sounds so nice in your head. You've got to put some music to it ("Will wash away the foot prints/Left amidst the cane." Sigh. Heart flutter.)

    But when I decided I was actually going to pay attention to the individual words, that was pretty nice to. It's a little paradoxical... The words are beautiful, though the meaning is a sad, in a way.

    Oh, we both know I don't know what I'm saying. The fact that I know what I mean doesn't help anyone out.

    You're getting a hell of a lot better, I'm getting more and more addicted- let's leave it at that.

    I enjoyed your AN, too. You're a funny lady.


    • callthexylophone
      March 21
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      =D
      You make me happy. Like, riding a-roller-coaster-that-was-really scary-and-not-throwing-up-and actually-enjoying-yourself-happy. At least that's how I feel whenever I try to write something new.