A huge ego breaks off love’s embrace,
A tiny ego slips off love’s embrace,
No ego, no embrace of love!
A selfless ego suffocates from love’s embrace,
A selfish ego wards off love’s embrace,
No ego, no embrace of love!
A super-visual ego overshadows love’s embrace,
A deep-seated ego is colonized by love’s embrace,
No ego, no embrace of love!
A healthy ego humbly looks above,
A healthy ego can lead and also serve...
Its nerves know not pressured blood,
But developing it is almost hard!
A little Prayer that I wrote.
Guide my Ride.
Dear Almighty in Heaven above
Please place your Hands on my
Shoulders and hold on to them
Please keep the Sanity in my Mind ,
Guide my Ride, and prevent me from
Driving faster then my Angel can Fly,
And for Our fallen Angels who Ride in
the Sky, may You keep Guiding their
Rides in to Your Light away from the
Evil that leads to the Dark Side.
By : Shawn Muñoz
Somebody Asked Me "What Are You In Christ?",
And I Let Them Know That
I Am A Hand-Clappin', Foot Stompin'
Saved, Sanctified, Baptized
Holy-Ghost Filled, Tongue Talkin'
Strong, Humble, Faithful, Word Readin'
Powerful, Demon Slayin', Planet Shakin'
Satan Defeatin', Strong, Faith Havin',
Prophecyin', Young Women of God!
Somebody Asked Me "What Are You In Christ?"
IN THE DARKNESS OF THE NIGHT
YOU CAME TO ME AS A SHINING LIGHT
YOU TEACH ME THE WAY
YOU TAUGHT ME TO PRAY
YOU SAID THAT WE WILL BE IN HEAVEN TOGETHER
YOU SAID THAT YOU WILL LOVE ME ALWAYS AND FOREVER
YOU HELD YOUR HANDS OUT TO ME
AND SAID THAT I MUST BE WHO I WANT TO BE
YOU HELD ME TIGHT
AND SAID THAT YOU WILL NEVER LEAVE ME WITHOUT A FIGHT
YOU LEARNED ME TO DO THE RIGHT
NOT THE WRONG
AND FOR YOU MY LORD I WILL SING ANY SONG
I WILL PRAISE YOUR NAME
BECAUSE YOU ALWAYS STAY THE SAME
YOU LOVE US THE WAY WE ARE
AND YOU ARE NEVER FAR
The pace of belief,
But from the heart's
Lived over the
Now in the lamb's
Justice to write
And no more
Holds firm -
Canon of salvation,
And pasture of the
That is why God
If i could, I’d veil the earth
And keep it far without your view,
I’d wrap its bulk and hide its shape.
But that would be a waste of time.
Your eyes are those that see the depths
Of the deepest bluest seas.
I look around and feel so grieved
By what I see on mother Earth.
Are these the beings you meant to save?
Their steps have left the golden path.
The congregation you so loved,
Has had indeed a twisted turn:
I see an alter, two men then,
And then I see a priest clad in white,
Hands stretched out in your name,
For man and man to live as one:
Blasphemy is their heritage
From Pharisees of long ago.
They’ve sold the rod you gave to them
To guide your sheep to fields of green,
And took instead their fill of gold,
To get themselves more robes and gems.
Are these the ones you left to lead?
Their every deed profanes your name!
The fragile brand you took from man
Prattles much about her place.
They top their men and bring discord.
The rules you gave on modesty,
Are just as right as purple skies.
The sacredness of two as one
Is all around the busy streets,
And everyone can get a piece,
Except, of course, their purse be dry.
Our consciences are in our bags,
We know no boundaries in our minds.
I see a door, I see ten bolts,
That veil landlords like refugees
From those to whom all wealth belongs.
The touch of gold, so smooth and good,
Has bought the consciences of men,
And turned us all into miners,
Miners on the devil’s mine!
South province where Mattru jong is located!
Intriguing issues as a young boy!
Escaped from drugs and the war!
Rebels – They don’t agree with the government and think everyone is the enemy!
Ready to start over!
A lhaji close friend of Ishmael!
Lonely waking around by himself at the age of 12!
Evaluated but never understood!
One world with terrible memories!
Never being able to let go of memories!
Elated at being with his uncle!
I AM Loved By God
Because Every prayer I have ever wanted
Has come true
So I owe God A Big Thanks
I have so much in my life
I feel happy just to know
I AM Loved By God
Michele Lee Moyer
It’s been long since I knocked your door.
Too long I dread to trace your steps
For fear I’d sure misplace my tread.
But now it’s cold, I have no choice,
Your door conceals the warmth of home.
I do return, most prodigal,
To your way of peace that I shunned.
The ways of Gog are wild,
Vile are the sons of Maggog.
I try my best to keep me clean,
Tho’ filth invades my vocal cords
And wicked thoughts impede my mind.
I try not to, but what can I,
Mortal man with a fragile heart
Prone to melt ‘fore Satan’s flames
And breed desires of the flesh?
No favours do I reclaim,
For foolishness itself grew
Where wisdom’s bones laid buried.
Now I’m weary, frosty and cold,
And with feet gullied, I trudge, ashamed,
Wishing to find your door,
And hoping too that in your love,
From your undeserved mercies I’d gain.
Lord, life's been crazy lately
Long and bumpy roads
And I been on this path so long
I don't know where it goes
I know I promise very often
If you help me I'll be good
But the devils lives here deeply,Lord
He's strong in every Hood
I'm on my knees and praying
Cause I can't go on like this
I've escaped death so many times
I'm scared the next won't miss
See I really didn't care before
And now I'm not alone
I wanna know my kids are safe
Before you call me home
You took away my sins one time
Help me Lord again
I'll be your servant right now Lord
In your name I pray AMEN
A friend of mine,
Is a friend so fine.
A friend so kind
I will never find.
He protects my heart
From deadly darts.
A friend like thee
I will never ever flee.
He refines my soul
And refills my hole.
My heart now overflows
Like streams in the meadows.
This friend of mine
Is a friend I love.
Who's grace is forever
And forever will be.
This friend of mine is Jesus.
The Lord of all.
The Son of God
And the son of man.
Come's, our two thousand and ninety-fourth year;
the earth is green, and the atmosphere clear.
The mimosa and kudzu continue to grow,
and which shall prevail – does anyone know?
The kudzu is stronger and more eager to win,
but the winter remains mimosa’s old friend.
Humans? They’ve become an insignificant bunch;
living under mimosa, having kudzu for lunch.
“Self loathing” bade them quit the great chase,
now they have become the ridiculed race.
None knows for sure who shall finally rule,
but betting on man would be that of a fool.
Kudzu creeps strongly and relentlessly on,
and mimosa’s seed is everywhere blown.
They’ve crowded away every other kind,
leaving only vine and fern leaf behind.
By kudzu, in summer, mimosa is bent.
In winter, ol’ kudzu’s energy is spent.
Then, seed of mimosa filters on through;
bringing revival of the fern leaf anew.
Humans, as animals, scurry around,
and dwindle in number as the fauna abound.
It would have been different; this comical end,
if they had “subdued”, as told by a Friend.
Gen. 1:28 “Be fruitful and multiply, replenish
the earth and subdue it”
MOONS AND STARS
As the rain came down on that cold new day
As he carry's you away like a hero
With moons and stars as gifts
As he brings in the last warmth of summers end
with his moonlight kisses
And when winter comes upon you both
With each new year your love will grow even stronger
As he takes you home on a night like this
You find out some of your past as not been missed
With the only son you hope to have he will bring to you
Where the beating heart will never die
Thy shining eye will never cry
Between thy mother thy father and thy Son
As she stands upon a rock on a hill top
Looking into the sky as thy Lord opens the door to Heaven
She can see right inside as he shows her upon this cross
That he as suffered and died with fear hurt and loneliness
Hidden inside For you know life is the most Beautiful thing
On earth yet it continues to be a mystery from the day of your birth
Its pretty much what you make it to be full of Joy or Woe
If its to be beautiful you must make it so
Yes my Jesus I Love you for this reason I'm a Christian
Help me to be worthy to bear Thy Name
I saw a movie the other day,
made back in fifty seven:
This was when I was very young,
not much more than eleven.
The setting was a New England town,
and It was considered obscene at the time.
A romantic story called Peyton Place -
with no profanity, no nudity, and little crime.
As I watched, I began to think:
"My God" how far we've gone,
from opinion then, to opinion now, -
Have our hearts turned into stone?
It has been a mere fifty years,
this sobering contrast with the past.
How swift our journey to the sewer:
Will God's judjment come as fast?
It seems we've lost all restraint,
nothing is condemned as taboo.
Was the hippie era such a shock
that no kind of filth seems askew?
Can we hope for that rare repentence,
as ancient Ninevah realized:
or, have we lost all sense of decency,
which resulted in Sodom's demise?
Jonah3:10 - "they turned from their wicked
ways, and the Lord spared Ninevah.
Genesis19:24 - the Lord rained fire
As the potters wheel turns the clay
Strong yet gentle hands in close attention guide its sway
Rhymes come to mind and a melody to find
Sublime - Sublime - Sublime
As peace melts into the potters soul
the form evolves as thoughts come & go
What will he create this man of flesh and bone
he cannot know.....as it Hones - Hones - Hones
Though beauty attends it as it stands alone
The truth comes to mind " it's no more than a Stone "
Only God can make a tree....
He creates them uniquely just as he has created you and me.
I sat at the bottom of your
heavenly stair case,
looking at your face that
makes me abase.
Terror and fear runs down
making it seems as if our
relationship may be twine.
My feet trembles at the
hearing of your name,
and my soul has been
sunken deep down in
Every cell in my body have
been swimming in sin,
making me to lose a
My soul has been cast
down to the last,
for every sinful deed i did in
If only i can go back in
i will gladly erase every
done wrongs and crimes.
Because right now my soul
and am determined to get
it at all cost.
If only i can get one more
i will atone for all my
Right now my whole life
has been torn apart,
and am been left with a
Every day i falls down on
and cry for the pains that i
right now feels.
Each day i keep asking
what i was thinking when i
left your side.
I keep streching to hold
back your loving hands,
because right now i
drowing in sin like am in a
I keep hoping to have you
back in my mind,
for you are the best
treasure anyone can ever
I plea for the forgiveness of
all my sins,
and a chance for my soul to
I have choosen to walk
back in your holy path,
in order for me not to face
You have been so good to
me irrespective of my
erasing my evil deed with
your divine immunity.
I have choosen to love you
above everything that ever
and to follow you till death
even when am been
For i finally realised that
you are the way, the truth
and the life,
whosoever that ever have
you will surely have
I hope to see you smiling at
me in heaven,
for thats all what i have
Because right now am
curious and eager,
to be with you in paradise
I hear a little whisper in my ear
That I have to look around
But the whisperers have gone to ground.
It seems I'll have temptation
For the duration,
Delights I see before my eyes
My imagination turns to lies.
I cannot wander down that path
For two plus two equals ... do the math.
"I will never leave you,"
What Jesus said
To standing on solid ground
The critics and accusers,
The bullying abusers,
Who never knew,
Were unaware of the whispering crew.
But then Satan doesn't give a whim
For those who never bother him.
by E. Marshall Evans
Does this place really exist
I believe it does for those who are always pissed,
The evil ones are all related some how
Maybe not by blood but in their sick minds they are proud,
Doing vengeful things towards those you hate
Will one day cause you to meet your own fate,
They don't see how this kind of action is mean
So they enjoy the power they feel when they make a scene,
The evil laugh you hear in their voice
It is deep inside of them but, they still have a choice,
It won't be too funny when it all turns on them
But, then they think oh I can blame this on him,
In hell I am sure the devil is glad
When someones evil soul is really bad,
So just remember the next time you want to get even
It all comes down to what you believe in,
The devil awaits for you in hell
Keep being evil and only time will tell.
Written By: Unique Poetry 2006
We are all born in to this unknown world
As time goes by we grow up as a boy or a girl,
Life is precious every minute of everyday
We all take for granted that it will always be this way,
But, as you get older you realize how precious life can be
So as we leave this earth we will go above for all eyes to see.
Written By: Unique Poetry 2014
Destroy the Apocalypse
Freshen the Draw
Healthier through the heart
I cannot see being blinded from insults
Breath heavens door.
No more disgrace
Smell the violin