Chapter 1

In the year of the Mayan Calendar, under the reign of Barack Obama,
The WORD was made known to the Prophet Benjamin,
Son of Terrie Jo, Daughter of Gerald and Evelyn
Sone of Robert Wayne, Son of Leown and Estes,

And the WORD said to Benjamin:
"Feel the wind blow across your face;
Watch the wind dance across the bean fields;
Listen to the barn swallows sing with the mockingbirds;

"Feel the dry ground crumble to dust in your hands,
Hard as chalk from which these beans sprout.
Pull water to drink from these dry places,
As the corn withers in congregation.

"The sun is too much for them to behold;
It rises and passes and sets,
And rises and passes and sets,
Day after day after day.

"No cloud shields his face from us,
And no rain quenches our thirst.
There is no relief with his eye upon us.
We are consumed in his presence.

"Send us the moon; let us touch her gentle face.
Let her dance upon us in the dark quiet of night,
Under a blanket of earth whose body shields us
From his oppressive face. Selah.

We are here!
We are here!
We are here!