The Crocodile…Came to defile

 

I retire as I prepare to rest and my eyes shut, placed my head on the pillow and curl up in my bed; I take a deep sigh ‘cause my body is tired from all the work done during the day, yet my heart became sad;

 

My spirit man was distracted from the negativity surrounding me to the point of total despair; though internally I remain in high hopes apart from the constant gossiping I have to shut down and ignore even when they are not being fair;

 

In this vision I was attacked by a host of crocodiles, then dragged into the river as I wrestled with the King Croc; I was grabbed and overturned to the extent that he tried to drown me as he had me under his belly and far from the dock;

 

The strength of the King Croc was unmatched and I could experience the grip with which he had me under him, almost as if he was the embodiment of power; I knew then that I was approaching my last reserves of breath and had only one option and thus needed to tackle him like the powerhouse I am and over him be the tower;

 

The Crocodile…Came to defile

 

Surprisingly I never panicked or feared for my life, ‘cause I had mastered the art of war at a very young age; the croc belongs to the serpent family and is the most ruthless and ancient of them all, I wondered why they are attacking me at this stage;

 

This was a clear indication that the dark world was busy placing my soul and spirit into their evil world through that grip; as I wrestled the King Croc I overturned him and stood upon his head and took an opportunity to look around and saw that I got out of their hook through that slip;

 

I removed myself from the river and stood close by the rivers banks and witnessed that indeed the Crocodiles were many in number; however the one wrestling with me was the biggest of them all in the river and I knew then that I had to wake up from my slumber;

 

Voices screaming my name and pleading me to destroy the King Croc and in response I said, I still have compassion; this is when the King Croc attacked me with such speed and ferocity that in his eyes I saw evil and pure aggression;

 

The Crocodile…Came to defile

 

I had no choice but to remove from my hip that partner that doesn’t fail and empty upon the King Crocs head my magazine; I saw the other crocodiles’ law in awe as I am sure they have not been party to such a terrible and gruesome scene;

 

I removed the King Croc from the river and started skinning him ensuring that I leave no skin on his meat; later that evening my crew and I alongside the river banks were munching on his steaks as we had a feast;

 

Lying in the river watching us drool with sauces were the remaining crocodiles’ and we saw how without their king they were powerless; none dared to leave the river or even to intimidate us as without their king they were made ultimately powerless;

 

This vision made me realise that I was a target of people and principalities that not only did not like me, but wanted me dead and my influence removed from earth; and that irrespective of their plans to rid of me I should trust none of those around me and unto a new mind set give birth;

 

The Crocodile…Came to defile

 

A week after this vision I felt a change in the air almost as if this was a warning of time to come; I witnessed people around me started having attitudes and I through my behavior shut down my guard and fell into their trap;

 

Peace officers rocked up at my house and placed me under arrest for a violation which I didn’t commit; as I was being escorted into the holding cell I knew that this was the vision coming true and thought to myself damn it;

However I didn’t lose faith and knew that being both street and book smart; I had to be vigilant enough and do all required and muster courage to avoid that poisonous dart;

 

I entered a phase of prayer and fasting in supplication as I a relationship with my higher authority; having a brave heart I knew that my cell mates saw that I was royalty;

 

The Crocodile…Came to defile

 

Every time when at lock-down I would look at the door and bars I saw manifested a snake skin; that’s when I told myself to enter into fervent prayer and in tongues set my heart to be mean;

 

In revelation I was foretold that they won’t stop their agenda against my person as they do everything to discredit; with corrupt officials they go about with their plans even though they had no merit;

 

Now I have no other choice but to destroy the head and reveal it’s true identity soo that from my soul they flee far away; even when with regret and sad faces they come apologise I must run and into their hands not stray;

 

I really am filled with compassion and don’t want to tell the world that indeed they are a fraud; even when at my expose they will be left with nothing as in their evil deeds they are caught;

 

I won’t apologise as the demise they have brought upon themselves and their family; it was a terrible mistake on their part to turn me into their enemy;

 

The Crocodile…Came to defile