Revelation of Jesus heed this

Son of God generation seedless

Apocalypse shown in poem’s song

Lisped and sung by angel tongue

To prisoner John listener strong

Who sang of God with strangled lung

And of all his mind’s eye saw

Readers of prophecy’s fine high laws

Heeders of honesty time nigh draws

John prayed to the seven churches

Of Asia may Heaven search us

For peace and simplest freedom

Keys to infinite kingdom

Where seven ghosts dare moan

Before His lair’s throne

With Christ standing by undemanding

First son from death born panting

Prince of Earth’s kings blessed form enchanting

He who loved us rubbed blood rush to wash

Away our sins and made us win posh

Crowns and seize priest gowns good

For Son and Father we now should

Praise proud empire everlasting

Raise clouds of fire clever blasting

All eyes descry the fierce Son
Bawl and cry who pierced this one
Woe to their relatives too
Groans from scared treacherous crew
God’s breath in verse is birth and death

Beginning and end eternally blessed

I John am your kin in face and faith

Your twin as troubles our race relates

I am muzzled on the isle of Patmos

Patience of Jesus while at most

I write salvation’s thesis by light

From prison bars prism stars bright

One day a Sunday a trumpet blazed

I am birth and death worst and best

Beginning and end a summit hazed

Your visions on Earth are blessed

No revision or rest pen a book

Send to seven Tartar churches shook

Ephesus and Smyrna on west shores

Of Asia and Pergamos next door

Isle and Thyatira and Sardis

Style Turkish smartest

Philadelphia nearby

And Laodicea dear tribe