The Shadow People

On a journey through life I’m brought to this place where the shadow people merely
exist.
Seeing, yet not seeing, they are hidden beneath blankets, camouflaged in the darkness of the place where they sleep…
I look closer; I hear a man weep…
Sobs so painful, so terrible and deep…
I turn to listen; I do not speak…
Climbing through the rubble of these shadows I see
A baby uncovered cold and alone…dirty, hungry with no home…
They are the poor, the outcast, the weak…
No names, no life, they sleep!
This is a dream I had last night and I woke and prayed…Lord, what does this mean?
“Pray for these people…they are without hope, without dignity they live but they are not living…I have not forgotten them.”
It was so real. At first, I was driving a car and was trying to find my way home. I was in, it looked like, down town Tampa. But I kept taking wrong turns then I found myself under a bridge or overpass and I was walking…it was getting dark…I started to climb to get out…and I saw these dark patches lying on top of mounds of dirt, and as I looked closer I realized they were blankets and people were underneath them. Not moving, lying there, quiet in the shadows. I saw one where a baby, (maybe three months old, Caucasian and dirty), it wasn’t under the blanket it was alive but it didn’t move. Then I saw an African-American man, standing (he was crying and began to sing a song) I can’t remember the song but it was a cry for help, it was a low, sad tune, and he was being taken away by someone I couldn’t make out who. He didn’t struggle or fight he was just being led away.
I woke up and this dream has stayed with me all day. So, I wrote this poem and I heard the words, the shadow people. I prayed for the people who are lost and can’t find their way. The ones, no one sees or even thinks about. Lord, hear our cry for help! And let us do something to help our fellow-man! Amen!
~Marla Shaw O’Neill May 9, 2020
Isaiah 1:17 The Passion Translation (TPT)
17 Learn what it means to do what is good by seeking righteousness and justice! Rescue the oppressed. Uphold the rights of the fatherless and defend the widow’s cause.
Marla
I love the Lord Jesus Christ and am passionate about writing. I hope you enjoy the blog and come to visit often. Then the Lord answered me and said: “Write the vision And make it plain on tablets, That he may run who reads it. For the vision is yet for an appointed time; But at the end it will speak, and it will not lie. Though it tarries, wait for it; Because it will surely come, It will not tarry. “Behold the proud, His soul is not upright in him; But the just shall live by his faith. Habakkuk 2: 2-4

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  1. Sweet Martha, Perhaps it is God showing you the needs so you can pray and even meet some needs with food or other goods. Every city has homeless people and maybe a way for the burden to release how God wants to use you.

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