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Details | Blank verse | |

THE WHEEL HAS COME FULL CIRCLE

What goes up must come down. 
No colors can define who you are. 
You may own a cart or limousine. 
We'll still reach the end when it is near. 
I may be poor today and eat from trash. 
Tomorrow, you can't tell. I'll earn some cash. 
The bed where you lie is soft and wide. 
I sleep at a sidewalk and the stars are my lamp. 
You wake up each morn' with a feast on your table 
While we are scavenging to fill stomachs when we're able. 
Our destiny isn't written in the stars. 
We work for a living to thrive in this life. 
Be thankful every morning you witness the sun 
And pray tonight that no one lives same as I. 
Wheels come in full circle,rolling round and round. 
Today you'll be on top, 
I am watching from the ground. 
Let us bear in our minds that we are better than birds. 
Our loving Father ensures each mouth is fed. 
Not even the smallest details can pass by His eyes. 
So plant a seed of kindness and reap a better life. 



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Details | Verse | |

Who Am I

I am the ring around Saturn
spinning words as particles of ice and dust
with the power to transcend

I am the original chosen to be right here right now
transmitting verbal frequencies 
through speaking my thoughts into existence

I am the heir of omnipotence,
born with a direct connection to profound abundance 
The one whose words will age, yet still have substance;
since there are no boundaries attached to my pen

I am constant energy
Translating personal experience into imagery 
Vulnerable to tyranny,
yet i continue attempting to share some truth
through this abstract language of poetry

I am the core
I am that I am more
I am the Divine Presence that is the Source of my rewards

I am the green you get when you mix too much yellow with the blue
That shade of gold you get when the sun resides into darkness
and when it ascends in the dawn burning dew
I am the transition between the third and fourth dimension of time;
the love you feel when you realize how it feels

I am the poem that is abstractly direct
because I write beyond limits
absorbing frequencies from 3 to 8 hertz
through meditation for several minutes
I am the one bridging the gap between
the analog ascension and the direct connection to spirit
The one who is love
because I am a descendent  of it

I am the rhythm that the wind blows
I am the beginning and the ending of stories told
about the universe and how miracles unfold
I hold the power to accept judgement from those who will do just that
Not knowing that I am them in the absolute reality of me
Judge that

I am knowledge beyond measure because that is my right
So I continue meeting the different parts of me
when I meditate and write
Who am I?
I AM, THAT, I AM



Details | Ballade | |

All Things Beautiful

Walking alone past the reeds blowing lace,
Stroking the oak by the old wooden gate,
Guided by trust to my lovers embrace,
Pouring my heart into leaves as they bate
Wind into dancing as feet hesitate,
Just long enough to find rhythm, I trace
Patterns in air as the pollen creates -
Fair is the face of the Lords given grace...

Sky paints a picture for moon in dark space,
Vast driven oceans of life demonstrate
Love for the mountainous deserts displaced,
Each born anew, by the wind to its fate -
Seamless infinity’s natural state,
Is seeing your eyes on another’s kind face
And Finding forgiveness for those who breed hate,
Fair is the face of the Lords given grace

Out in the sun as light seeks out its place,
Faith comes to breathe as it encapsulates
Bodies of men where his truth is encased,
Dreamers whose dreams become true and innate,
Their journey is hard but rewarding and great
Where love can be found but cannot be replaced
And words that when written just right captivate,
Fair is the face of the Lords given grace...

Each breath I breathe makes me appreciate
How beautiful life is, how rich and how chaste -
Nature’s perfection is light incarnate,
Fair is the face of the Lords given grace...


copyright Kristin Reynolds 2008


Details | Elegy | |

Angela's Right Hand

The function of a human hand?
Writing a message, making a bed,
Opening a jar, dialing a phone,
Putting on pantyhose,
Touching the face of a child,
Or a lover.

And in its absence?
Yawning space and phantom pain,
And an oddly-shaped bandage
At the end of Angie’s arm.

PFC Hernandez, home in El Paso,
Watches her family watching her,
Writing awkwardly with her left hand,
Brushing her black wavy hair,
Watching Dr. Phil
Wearing an old gray-green T-shirt
Bearing the faded words
“Proud to be a Marine.”

Gasping and choking,
She wakes from thick, dusty dreams
Of shimmering, endless sand,
Unfamiliar words
Echoing hollow with hatred,
And the feared but half expected
Roar of fiery amber heat,
Breaking the angry stillness,
Searing through the night
And Angela’s right hand.



Details | Couplet | |

Thats a sin

A whole new twist to the same old story
Evil scientist in their laboratories
Creating monsters that live in the night
I often reflect on mankind's plight
As mankind drifts further from his soul
We seek things to fill the hole
The path of lies forever bends
Truth is straight and narrow my friends
As I see it getting bent in every way
I simply find myself compelled to pray
What will become of our sons and daughters
Will their souls be led to slaughter
As scientist seek out another way
To disprove what the bible has to say
Trillions spent in search of a ghost
Another theory of true reproach
Rainbow stars now fill the skies
I wonder what is hidden inside their lies
We can now place a robot up on Mars
But can't help the drunk at the local bar
Trillions more spent on a new space station
But we can't feed the hungry right here in our nation
Seems to me before we go further conquering space
We should maybe try to help out the human race
Our quest for knowledge has drove us insane
We are now so smart we don't use our brain
Our nation was founded "In God We Trust"
Our government says "Let it be covered in dust"
Even this lowly creature up out of the pen
Knows in his heart that thats a sin


Details | Tanka | |

LOVE, ANGELS, and MUSIC

LOVE God is always love Forever seek the kingdom; Praise the creator Keep giving what you can give Please endure until the end ANGELS Beautiful Heavens Protecting the meek ones earth Watching over us Helping us to cope with life Comforted with hope and trust MUSIC When you find rhythm You find your hearts inner core Celebrate the times Make them better than before Reminisce and dance all night


Details | Blank verse | |

Meeting The Soupers

"Your first poem was an 
excellent poem....you are 
welcome...." Commented 
skat on my first poem.
"Wonderful and deep 
poem....you are welcome 
to poetry soup..." That 
was Poet Destroyer.
"Wow you have touched 
my heart in a special way 
with your poem.....your 
new friend Leonora 
Galinta" said Galinta.
"Well penned" said 
kithinji and so many 
special poets.
Hearty words from these 
unique poets spurred me 
to write better poems.
Which they appreciate.
Poetry soup is safe haven 
where feelings and 
emotions are expressed 
in tangible forms.
An educational enclave 
where different forms of 
knowledge are 
exchanged like two 
hands washing eachother.
Am most humbled to 
meet these dazzling 
gems radiating warmth 
like the sun-a privilege it 
is connect to parts of the 
planet.
I believe we all will meet 
someday,not in the after 
life.
Leonora Galinta is an 
angel to meet,whom I 
admire amongst others.
Love to set my eyes on 
her delicate and graceful 
nature. See her graceful 
carriage, feel her gentle 
hands and smiles as she 
exudes sweetness. I pray 
hand of time will 
backwards when that 
day appears as we walk 
in the woods leading to 
silent deep blue sea with 
gentle breeze 
whispering...... A prolific 
writer as well.
PD will I meet 
someday,love her 
amiable nature,full of 
grace and charm. A 
prolific poetess.
Skat is lovely with her 
immeasurable words of 
encouragement.
Kithinji will I love to 
behold,to learn from him.
Have drink with Robin,
Alian, shake akinyemi, 
stroll with Joe, hv a hike 
with
Sibanda, dine with Ralph 
and you.
Saying hi and hugs to 
Paz Samelo.
Meeting the soupers is 
making a happy family.
   Am gliding like the 
eagle,soaring higher as 
the day pass by.          
you soupers are my 
strength.








Name:Ifeanyi Bob 
Ekechukwu.
(Baron Of Ebullion)


Details | Couplet | |

To All Of You

There are times we are left to cope
With situations that drain our hope

Leaving us full of despair
At how some people just don't care

About the evil that they do
To good people like all of you

We are left to somehow face
That in mankind there is disgrace

And those of us left alive
Must find away to survive

As you pick up the pieces of your life
Without your mother, father, husband or wife

And some of you God forbid
Without the love of your kids

We must band together with a brotherhood
Show that in this world there is some good

Because we are together in this deal
We try to help each other heal

We seek in each other good advice
And offer each other sacrifice

We hold each other in prayer and song
As we continue to re-build the wrong

Because what else in the world can we do
Except let the light of good shine through

The evil darkness and despair
Of a catastrophic lack of care

We want you to know you are not alone
Think of America as a giant cone

And all of us are funneling through
Our prayers and hopes to all of you


Posted for Nathan's 9-11 contest


Details | Free verse | |

The Final Say

As our world spins into this blatant madness Family units like dead leaves, fading fast! Our children lost, good values tossed Idols abound, keeps us in a choke! Excesses, extreme shape our lives The Golden Rule, now a corny joke! A simple guide to can heal our earth-disregarded Yet, in spite of all these, God will have the final say When wars and storms sweep across our earth Leaders ignore the hour at hand Perhaps, the last to stand as men To right the wrongs of history past And re enact laws to seal the cracks! Potent winds arising, already on track Remember, love for man and nature will heal this earth Yes, I believe, in spite of all these, My God will have the final say So let the politicians, argue, fight and scheme Let the liars, deceivers, play their games!” Let death merchants chant their evil anthem “It’s not a child, but a piece of flesh”! While the years like pages torn from a book All blowing away like dust in the wind Gone forever beyond eternity's veil! 'Too simplistic', some claim, that love's the remedy Yet, in spite of all these, I will fear no end, for My God will have the final say! ~*~


Details | Free verse | |

Today Is a Gift To Us All

The thing about today is that:
                      It will be different than any other day
  Many different factors will share in the reasons 
           That today will be completely original 
  The people we encounter can play a huge role 
                          In the way that our day plays out 
We have no control over how these people may act 
                   No control over what they may say or do 
We can however control the way we allow it to affect us 
               I have met and been friends with 
        About every type of person that there is 
       From healers to killers I have met them all 
Shared meals and how we feel;the pressure of it all 
                             I used to allow outside influences 
                                                 Like these people 
            To play a role in how my day would go  
Then one day I realized that if you remove the water from the falls 
                                                     All that you have left is a cliff 
                                         And of course a hole at the bottom 
                  All the breathtaking beauty of the waterfall is gone 
All because some fool decided to build a dam to divert the water 
                    The River had no choice in how its day would go 
                       It had no choice in allowing an outside force 
                                                        To change its course 
                                        Of where it would end today 
        We have a choice, no matter what anyone does 
We can stay on course and maintain the original beauty of our day 
                                 As long as we always remember 
                                     That this day belongs to us 
The only thing that can change that is God, for it is his gift to us all


Details | I do not know? | |

The Ringer

What if age was determined
By the amount of life experiences you had
Would you be an old timer, seasoned
Or a young naïve lad?

Would you change the way you lived
Or would you be satisfied?
Would changes to your life be massive,
Or would you seek a priest to confide?

I wonder why we don't live more
Not knowing when the curtain falls
Instead we tread on egg-shell floors
As if we plan when the bell tolls..


Details | I do not know? | |

Nature's gift

The twilight of night
casts a pale subtle glow,
as the tide of the ocean
puts on a magical show.

There is a warm rolling breeze
sea salt in the air,
shore lined with shells,
as if placed delicately with care.

This serenity and peace
which cannot be bought,
is proudly on display
for humanity, it does touch.

Regardless of colour,
of creed or of race,
the gift of nature;
opens eyes and offers faith.


Details | Quatrain | |

We, the Imperfect People...

We don't expect something from nothing 
but always keep hope lightly lit
We want what we know won't be quite good for us
and force situations which never will fit
We speak when we should hold our tongues by the throat
and let silence bounce off the air
We verbalize nothing and yet all at once
we scream that the world is unfair
We hold all the cards to our life in one hand
and grab with the other at dreams
We grow up imperfect and tragic and bent
and about to burst out at the seams
And yet in this comedy of errors
we still pin dark dignity down and demand
that we're made in the image of One who is mighty
and not a mere mortal, a man
We yearn for a taste of perfection
and search with an uncommon zeal
We reach out for moments which polish our bones
and convince us our future is real...


Details | Rhyme | |

What I Was Given

I had a little talk with God,before I sat down in front of my computer today He told me how much He loved me,and showed me all the different ways When you were in a car accident with your parents,and still quite tiny I gave you two broken legs when you really shouldn't have any When your mother left you,and they came and took you away I gave you loving parents,with a mother that still loves you to this day When I wanted you to see the world,and all of it's beautiful scenes I gave them time to take you,to see the places of most peoples dreams When you needed friends in life,with so many wrong ones you could choose I gave you wisdom on how to treat them,giving you friends you wouldn't loose When you were drunk and being foolish,which to me was too many times I allowed your mind to heal,so you could write messages with these rhymes When you needed a wife because you felt you were running out of time I gave you a loving woman,the closest,and most honest one I could find When it comes to family and friends you have more then most people need I gave you them all because of your love,and for living without the sin called greed Now if your mind should grow weary,look for me within your heart It's there that I have always been for you,right from the very start With love your life was given to you,as well as with all the people you see It's the one thing that evil can't tax,and it will always remain forever free


Details | Romanticism | |

Autumnal Grace

The autumnal grace that bodes so well 
For eager souls departs,
Upon a dove wore Gaelic prose
Devised by naïve hearts,

For afterthoughts as echoed dew
Sate the doleful needs,
Of naïve souls whose hearts dispose
Of decadence and greed,

For autumnal grace a phrase misplaced
In modern times bestowed,
With meaning laced with fervent haste
That once defined our souls.


Details | Free verse | |

Deaf and Gone

I am whatever you say I am...
but, let's get back to reality...

       Three short years ago, this room shined welcome mats across a screen of doldrums.
A place of unfamiliarity that screamed, 
"You don't belong!"
Yet, a voice of reason spoke and said,
"Expand yir' roots. Venture beyond the comfort zone. Academia resides inside that room, but know you won't be alone."
Repeatedly,brainwaves declined what my wife and editor had told me.
I'd say,
"no way, I'm givin' up my soul for free, they read, they pay, like it's always been, the way it's going to always be!"
Unbeknownst to me one day, and with a slight of hand, my "Open Sores" were put on display and surprisingly more than a handful of great ladies and nice guys began to give feedback on what I had devised. 
This interaction was something very new, helpful, and impressive. For a change, it was something real.
For years, those around me were quick to give praise with hidden reasons. Constructive criticism is amazing, and I welcomed being corrected or set straight.
Now there are those who choose to shut me down without explanation, and call me names.
DO NOT mistake me for sophomoric! These words bleeding from my guts have no style and need no approval. There is no thinking involved here, no plan. If you don't like it, fine...don't censor or bracket me in. So what if I am illiterate?  If you don't like "street poetry" or the pathetic stuff I write, don't read it. If I offend you, tell me.
We should welcome those who are different than us. 
Words of truth inspire movement, like fire.
I came to this room to expand my horizons, step outside the box, learn, help, grow. 
There will be no apologies dealt for being different, or for being labelled as something uncomfortable to you. 
This has been an ok room so far, but there is some clique trickanery going on.
If the dictionary must come into play, let me recommend looking up the term "Poetic License."
True, I may not be the writer you prefer, or aspire to be....but tread carefully my friend, for you have no idea of my profession. I've made a fine living, for a good long time, spewing words onto paper. I came from nothing, and may still be nothing to you...still, I do what I love, have no boss.
I am not an aspiring writer who dreams of a life, I live my dream. In conclusion, I must wish you luck in finding what you peddle poetry for. Until then, keep 


Details | Free verse | |

For One Day

If I had only one day left with you,
I would ask that day be in God's own time,
one day, a lifetime, every moment
an expression of love,
every hour a new adventure.

twenty four hours to slowly pass
with you at my side,
a never-ending dream,
always giving thanks,
one day left with you, 

would be eternity.

 


Details | I do not know? | |

Blood upon Pages

As I place the pen
on paper
my soul beings
to bleed
upon the pages
my secret longings
hopes and dreams
of which I hope to be,
how I want to reflect me
transpire into the universe
within my poetic lyricism
the warm sweet smoke
of my vega blunt
swirls about me, flickers
in and out of motion
as the vanilla candle nearby
fights the shadows in my room
the cool summer breeze
from my window
carries dancing sinsemilla 
fog around me, allowing
my mind
to adventure elsewhere
into the nights abyss
of minutes, turned to hours
I write
pages, of words
scribbling my life, struggles
and fears
Bob Marley and Lauryn Hills
“turn your lights down low”
beat inspirational peacefulness
on my eardrums
my small hands delicately pluck
my imaginary guitar strings
as I join her in a solo, Miss Hill's
magical voice cracks
with emotion, and my soul
tingles with excitement
For creativity flows
within my veins
I breath real music, such as
she, as soon as daylight opens
thine dark brown eyes to see
The poetic flowetry, carries me
and speaks to me
the notes capture my inner 
disturbance and desires
until the soundtrack of my day
takes me into Summers night
thoughts of my dreams 
of being a published poet
clearly float
into my sight
Then, I sit
as I place my pen
upon the paper
black and white turn to one
and my soul bleeds
onto pages
into an early sun


Details | Epic | |

The Whisper

As I sat at my computer, wondering what to do,
A whisper in my ear said, I have a job for you.
Startled I looked around but no-one was there,
I was alone in the still of the night.

I recalled my wife told me of Samuel, 
A prophet back in biblical times,
I felt foolish, knowing what I had to do,
I was alone and simply said, God, is that you?

I am who I am the whisper came back, 
And I have a job for you
I have looked at your life through your veil of tears,
And have decided just what to do.

Are you God? I asked, hardly daring to breathe,
If so then I've something to say.
Why has my life been so hard to live? 
I've struggled right up to this day.

I've been kicked and beaten, left battered and bruised,
Laughed at, spat at, abused and accused.
Each time I have tried to better myself all these years,
It's ended in sorrow, no laughter, just tears.

God, have you seen my distress from the start?
Why didn't you help stop a breaking heart?
I love you much and have never left you alone,
Through your trials and pain I see you have grown.

I have watched and waited for many years,
I have carried you long through your veil of tears,
The strength you have now is through My love,
Protected and guided by Me up above.

Remember the times when life looked so bleak,
Times when death was all you would seek.
No signs for the future, just lay down and die,
Who helped you My son? It was I.

You have asked many times why can't we move on?
Each time we were stopped, to help out someone.
Just when we thought it was safe now to try,
Someone else came along and on us did rely.

There are many I love and will never let down,
So I trained you My son through your years of despair.
When folk needed help, I knew you were there,
Sometimes just a shoulder to show that you care.

You have done many things, the world cares not a jot,
Your faults are forgiven, I remember them not.
When you work for the Lord sometimes you may stumble,
I will not let you fall if you remain humble.

Thank you Father for letting me see,
The wonderful life you have planned for me,
The journey is long, and hard every day,
But through it all I have learned how  to pray.

I'll follow You Lord, Your path I will tread,
My future secure, no longer I dread.
No fear for tomorrow, each brand new day,
To help someone else to move on their way.

© Dave Timperley 2012


Details | Quatrain | |

Heaven's Grocery Store

Marching down life’s highway, my feet became very sore
I then came upon a sign that read “Heaven’s Grocery Store”
When I got closer the doors swung open wide
Next thing I knew I was standing there inside
I saw a flock of angels positioned everywhere
They handed me a basket and said, “Child shop with care.”
Everything a human required was in that grocery store
With many commodities to carry, you could always come back for more
First I acquired some Patience; Love was in that same row
Further down was Understanding, you require that everywhere you go
I grabbed a box of Wisdom and Faith, a bag or two
And obtained Charity of course but more than just a few
And then reached for Courage to help me run this wicked race
My basket was almost full but remembered some loving Grace
I then chose Salvation for it was advertised as free
I tried to collect enough of that for both you and me
Then I started to the counter to pay my grocery bill
For I thought I had everything to do the Master’s will
As I went up the aisle, I saw Prayer and proceeded put that in
For I knew when I stepped outside I was bound to encounter sin
Peace and Joy were plentiful, the last thing on that shelf
Song and Praise were hanging near so I just helped myself
Then I asked an angel, “Now how much do I owe?”
She smiled and said, “Just take them wherever you may go.”
Again I asked, “No really, how much do I owe?”
“My child,” she said, “God paid your bill a long time ago.”
 


Details | Rhyme | |

The True Love of a Man

When I was just a little girl, I dreamed I’d meet a knight. He’d proudly wear his shining armor, and guard me day and night. I kept on dreaming half my life and searched as I grew. Until I found my knight one day, I found my knight in you! Before our paths crossed that day, my struggles had been great. But when I laid my eyes upon you, I thought it must be fate. You gently got to know me and embraced me as a friend. And as our friendship grew in time, we knew it wouldn’t end. As our lives were set in motion, we climbed mountains and sailed seas. And as we’ve shared our lives together, we’ve blended with such ease. Our friendship grew as years passed by into such an enduring love. This thing we have together now was blessed from God above! I know we both have said it. We feel it in our souls. We’ve devoted our lives to each other, and together we’ll grow old. The love we share is very rare, and should be held with high esteem. For some may only find this kind, only in their dreams. This is what God planned for us, to live here on this land. To be the best we both can be, walking through it hand in hand. Even when our roads seem rough, we must have a faith that lasts. We’ll smile as we share many today’s, and reflect gladly on our past. I hope I’ve touched your life my love, as much as you’ve touched mine. For this is the love I’ve always dreamed of, a love both gentle and kind. I believe we meet our “soul mate” only once in our lives. This blessing from God has come to us, I’m proud to be your wife. With all this said my poem will end. A poem for my love, who is also my friend! I want to thank you with all that I am, For showing me Darling, the true love of a man!
With all my love, Michelle Merry Christmas – December 2006©


Details | Rhyme | |

Kunzite

It is 2012 within the season of autumn in that year.
Humankind knows not whether to be sad or cheer.
A new sphere arrived; they call it planet kunzite.
In an orbit opposite of earth, aligned perfectly right.
Was it our doom, or salvation we awaited a sign.
Upon the next moon, our answer came so divine.
Planet kunzite was to be our new home to live.
To go in peace and harmony with only love to give,
No more wars or anger for any human to spread,
In the stars surrounding, words are there to be read.
Kunzite a jewel for everyone, especially new born,
So upon each morning a new greeting shall adorn.


Details | Rhyme | |

EMPTY LIFE

What ever happened to life,
Is it now occupied too much by strife?
I don't think no answers will come,
Or should I just succumb.
Love can only solve this.
We have to understand that our lives are gifts.
Is the world spinning so fast,
Or is it the time to forget the past.
In a world filled with changes each and every day,
That is why we constantly need to pray.
Why don't we open our eyes and see,
This is real and not a illusion but it is reality.
I believe we live and die by the choices we make,
But there's only so much a person can take.
Only we as humans can determine our fate,
As long as we are still living it's never too late.
There are always moments of glory, joy and pain,
Now days not too much will be sane.
In this life I'm going to wear the biggest smile even though I want to cry. 
I'm going to fight to live even though I'm destined to die. 
For those full of spite and always complaining, 
The world is full of darkness; I still believe there is hope remaining.

James 4:14 ESV "Yet you do not know what tomorrow will bring. What is your life? 
For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes."


Details | Imagism | |

Guilty Reflection

Looking dead at me in this smeared mirror...
a lost man
tormented
face red
brittle
and teared

stacking excuses 
the longer I stare
this stress abuses 
my conscience with a glare

a guilty reflection warns
my mind is the prison I fear
as I long to escape 
from the  hell I dwell in
right here

who have I become? 
what have I done right?
crossroads appear suddenly 
as fog fills the mirror tonight

darkness owning the room,
prefers I suffer slow
so I proceed with speed 
because it’s the only way I know

tasteless stories
flood my life’s hard bound chapters 
while this smeared mirror reflects tears
dripping from a face 
which was once filled with laughter. 


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It's Time to Change

How did you feel when you woke? Were you frightened or lonely, or was your heart broke? Do you feel alone or sometimes afraid? Is it clear that your life’s not meeting the grade? Do you feel uncomfortable in your own skin? Do you feel that you’re losing, but just want to win? Are you having remorse about what could have been? If so, then it’s time to grab paper and pen. Jot some things down you’d like to achieve. Then read them each day and start to believe. We cannot go back and change the past! Standing still today, just won’t last. So get ready, prepare, and take care of your needs. It’s time to firmly plant His seeds. Start with yourself and the rest will follow. I know right now it’s hard to swallow. Be gentle and patient, for there is no doubt, you’ve been hurting so long, both inside and out. If you know in your heart that something’s askew, you must be willing and ready to start anew! There’s help for you along the way. You’ll receive it for sure, so start to pray. Dear God, Please show me where to start. To You, I know I must open my heart. So say each day, “Thy Will Be Done”, and you’ll see it, I’m sure, but just don’t run. Be open and willing to hear and see, all that He is calling you to be. Follow His signs and stay on the road, and when you ask He’ll help bear the load. Don’t bring excess baggage for this trip. Keep it simple, you see or you just might slip. You need to remember to stay on track. Once you start, hold nothing back. For the new road you find is the only way. You’ll get there soon, if you just don’t stray. Now is the time for discipline and prayer. You’ll start to believe you’re in His care. As you practice and try to do the right things, you’ll be eager to see what the next day brings. Your life will be flooded with joy and gladness, and you’ll know he’s there in times of sadness. Life is still life, but just stop and think. Nothing is solved by making a stink! So put all your worries in God’s hands today! There’s no reason to keep them, let go and just pray. I know that miracles do come true. Have faith and His promises will be given to you.
Michelle D. ©October 17, 2006


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A Christmas Conversation

Daddy, were you alive when Jesus was born?

No honey, he was born a long time ago, over 2000 years ago.

Where was he born Daddy?

In Bethlehem, a small town in the desert in a manger,

Whats a manger Daddy?

It's a place where they kept animals to feed them.

You see when Jesus was born the Inn was full, so 
they had to get Mary to a warm place to give birth to Jesus.
that was the only place they could go.

Daddy who is Jesus' Daddy?

God is his Father honey?

But who is Joseph?

The Chosen Father, who God chose to raise him, Mary's Husband

I don't understand Daddy!

God wanted a son, he could not have a son without Mary and Joseph's
help. God asked them both if they would help him, without even thinking
they said yes. God gave to them a great gift, God gave them Jesus.

At that moment God gave us all a great gift, He gave us the Son of Man.

The Son of Man Daddy?

Yes honey, you see God is not Man, not one you can touch, Jesus
was, he healed people who were sick, He showed people how to love God 
and how God loves them. There is one more important thing
I want to tell you honey.

What's that Daddy? Jesus did a coupla more things I think are 
important, there are many of course but two I like.

Go on Daddy!

Jesus taught us how to love without conditions, like the way I love you 
and you love me and your Mom and Brother. But how to love everybody
like that.  The most important thing is, is that he died because we humans
broke God's laws, which means we sinned. He died so God would
forgive us.


Wow Jesus really did love us didn't he Daddy...?

Yes he did baby, and the really good thing is he still does and always will.

Come on it's time for bed!

Not until I say my prayers Daddy!

How bout we Pray together tonight?

I'd like that Daddy!

So would I baby, so would I .

Jump up on my back and I'll give you piggy back ride!

I love you Daddy!

I love you too baby, I love you too.........





My Christmas wish is you all have Conversations like this with your 
kids. Trust me they bring tears of joy!

May God Bless you all this Christmas Season as he has Blessed me.

    From Mary, Josh, Shay and myself  MERRY CHRISTMAS and HAPPY NEW YEAR


                             With Love.....Taz


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The Tranquillizers




                             THE HOSPITAL FAIRYLAND

They walked together, hand in hand,
Into life’s magical fairyland.
Where there was no trouble, where there was no pain.
Where life could really, begin all over again.
Where were no men in little white coats.
Forcing you all, to stuff drugs down your throats.
Forcing you to do, what you didn’t want to.
Telling you it was all for the best, for you,
People shouting, people crying.
Most of the people talking about dying.
What is this hell, we’ve all come to?
It’s called coming off drugs, we all have It to go through.
Where will it end, what will we do?
None of us really, has a clue.
We are given more pills, we are told, we have to take.
To the men in white coats, life’s a piece of cake.
We are the prisoners, they guard the doors.
Some try to creep out, on all fours.
Into hell and back, we go for a ride.
Eventually if we’re lucky, we come out the other side.
Where we can walk, hand in hand.
Into life’s magical Fairyland.
Where there is trouble, where there is pain.
But at least we can start, living again.





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There Was A Time We Weren't Ashamed Of God


There was a time in America, when the Bible was taught in the schools. The ten commandments were displayed, as “God’s set of rules.” There was a time in America, where the cross could be displayed. Even in public places, people came together and prayed. There was a time in America, there was no “church and state” separation. As people all across this country asked God to help this nation. There was a time in America, where people knew right from wrong. You could see it in the way they lived, and could here it in their song. There was a time in America where one was proud to be a Christian. One could take stand for holiness, without coming under “suspicion.” There was a time in America, when mom and dad were together… Now, any kind of a commitment to marriage seems lost forever There was a time in America, where many were proud of “tradition.” There seems to be a lack of any kind of “spiritual nutrition.” There was a time in America, where so many could proudly say; “I’m going to read the bible and go to church on Sunday.” This is the time for America, to wake up and try to understand. We need to seek God right now! All over this land! This is the time for America, to listen and begin to hear… The coming of our Lord is drawing ever so near! NOW is the time to seek the Lord, while he may be found! The word of God needs to be read in every city and town! Won’t you too seek God and listen to his voice today? Simply give him your heart and life… This could be YOUR day! By Jim Pemberton


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Human Being

I walk a mile to see the self in me that I believe to be, 
I knew the road I choose to lay my head to sleep is called my home,
times in need I could barely see that in myself I will set free, 
the act that held me down, something about me I could not see,
I lived a life when I decide that day I said that I don't care, 
so young, so bright, I dim my light, traumatized for me to share,
love me please regardless of what you heard and what you have seen, 
friends say that I'm only human, yes you're right, a human but who am I being?
My life will move in the direction I choose, 
this I know I have always been taught
that I choose to be a winner or lose, 
its entirely up to me its all in my thoughts.

Ken Fepulea'i


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Instead Of Loving Me As Christ Does


Instead Of Loving Me As Christ Does… Instead of stopping by, and thinking of me… You walked away and thought the worst of me! Instead of taking the time to ask; “Is anything wrong?” You got upset and told me; “I don’t belong!” Instead of spending time with me in prayer… You “brushed me off.” And didn’t even care! Instead of extending God’s mercy and grace… You “smeared my name” all over the place! Instead of being Christ example as you pretend to be… You made up your mind to “have nothing to do with me!” What if Christ treated others the way you do?” Would there being any meaning in HIS words; “I love you?” What if, for just a brief moment in time… Christ chose to be angry, rude and unkind? Are you willing to be Christ’ example? Is his love in you? Can I find a “sample?” What if we all treated others the way Christ does? Knowing that it’s all of us that Christ truly loves! May this be a wake up call and a reminder! We need to love as Christ does! And be kinder! By Jim Pemberton


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My Condensed Prayer

“I've learned some INCREDIBLELY valuable lessons that have been crammed into a two week period. The biggest one was: NEVER expect for someone to appreciate your heart! I won’t turn bitter because I’ve always enjoyed just doing what I can for others and more. God, please help me to be less volatile. Although my intentions are never to hurt anyone, yelling is rarely heard. If someone doesn’t want to listen, they won’t. You speak to me in ways I could NEVER put into words and because of freewill, I will either heed your words or learn your words through experiences. I pray that you help me become more open to your lessons. I don’t know what there is after life in the universe but I pray that before I pass on, I am ready to live with you. God, please be with ALL of those less fortunate than myself; Whether it be they are destitute, in need of guidance, lonely, or are being neglected and/or abused PLEASE stay near and dear to these people and provide them with their perfect but healthy “happy place”. I pray that you will make an impact on those who do not know you and speak to them in a way that THEY will listen. I pray that my planet will someday become a more habitable home for all who dwell. I pray that you will somehow get through to the members of the government. I know freewill is the MAIN element in why my planet is the way it is but I understand that it was no mistake but that you have literally given us ALL that we could ask for and this is how I’ve come to KNOW that I just cannot expect for anyone to appreciate my heart; but like you, God, I will continue to love for the sake of my home. I pray that all world leaders, teachers, counselors, parents, guardians and those under the watchful eye of our planet will BE the positive example for us all. These people influentially lead us so I pray that they carefully and not precariously lead which will in turn make the world a more habitably peaceful place for us all. I pray for the security and advancement of those who choose to be in my life. I am truly thankful for these people and my dog. I don’t have many – well I don’t have ANY companions that I could see in person. I pray that I will have someone that I can enjoy life with that I can also learn and love life with. Thank you, God for blessing me with your love, a home, my parents that make sure there is food, my dog that will love me unconditionally, sense, courtesy and an open mind. I love you, God!”

God: “I love you, too. Sleep well.”



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SHADOWLANDS

                                “Once very near the end I said, 'If you can -- if it is allowed – 
                                 come to me when I too am on my death bed.”

                                 “Allowed!' she said. “Heaven would have a job to hold me;
                                  and as for Hell, I'd break it into bits.” 



                                  Oh God, God, why did you take such trouble to force 
                                  this creature out of its shell if it is now doomed to crawl back
                                  -- to be sucked back -- into it?

                                                                    ~ C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed ~


                                  __________________________________



The division should be acute, the before her, the with her, the after her,
Yet there is this constant rattling of doors, though they remain locked,

in theory. I think of her as gone until I turn a page and read a passage 
of pompous dialogue and she returns, My Joie de Vivre, entertaining me 

with that puckish wit, unabashed. She smiles in the dusk with crusading 
colours that bend dark horizons, changing clouds unexpectedly. What was I 

before Joy*? Content, pleasant and productive. But was I alive, aware of
Life, its blissful rhythms? Irony defined: the heart which awakened stone 

no longer beats. Finally, I understand. Lessons are sharp things which
infect both fresh and aging amputations. What do I do with this knowledge? 

It is like learning a language that is no longer spoken, a long monologue 
unbearably forlorn, painful. Faith dismisses hauntings, yet she does so 

in daily degrees, oh, the sweet ghosts that peer from those notes, my name 
underscored in margins. Why is there only one glove in the sewing box?  

Agony hunts me in the garden. Perfume almost, but not quite a match.
Some rooms have snares. I dare not open a kitchen drawer. Pain waits there.

The specter of my former self, a staunch gent, so sure of Heaven's role, 
that cold bloke follows me in the shadows, land of man’s rage and despair.

There is no pretty death, no words can comfort the ravaged left behind,
There is no poetry in our departing; I only pray there is Godspeed in mine. 



*Written Nov 4, 2012






Joy Gresham Davidman, American poet, and C.S. Lewis, English writer and Oxford scholar, were good friends and married solely for the purpose to keep Joy in England (contested). But love came, as it has a habit of doing, when least expected, after Joy was diagnosed with terminal cancer. There love was true and deep, and her death shattered Lewis. His book, A Grief Observed explores his anguish and a Christian’s questions which arise during times of suffering. The film, Shawdowlands, is based on the biography, Through the Shadowlands: The Love Story of C. S. Lewis and Joy Davidman. Lewis died 3 years after Joy. The above poem is a conjecture on my part, as no one can truly know what lies in another's heart, alive or otherwise.  


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Dead horizon

It was raining with pain from above
and dews of blood are seeping,
on the windows, houses and asphalt
putting out the fire of life feeling.

from the branches of the oaks from the hill
on a string dead cold bodies are hanging,
down are staying the trails of hope
and in the sky,the last sunset is shining.

and the burned out trees, full of ashes,
are waving in the cold wind alone,
they reopen the door for a moment
and let the soul to go home...

all that is left now is empty,
on the river,the willow is dying,
on the streets the life dead lost feeling
and on the grass the dews of blood crying.


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EAST OF EDEN

The cityscape flowed into a winding trail

that took me into the green heart of the park

and I shrugged off a mindset overly stale,

as light teased a creek that stowed waters dark.

Weak, I found a seat, low and ergonomic,

a stump that offered me one hundred rings,

so I sat and listened to sisters reed and willow

touched by the teachings their humility brings.

Others walked by, most plugged into iPods 

They never noticed the blue heron that stood

deep in holy shadows painted by our God

now cast aside for wireless serpents. Woods

shrink as new iDols sow unoriginal sins,

Technology’s church grows just east of Eden.



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Only God Can Answer

When I was very young, 
Dad and I would fly my kite.
So one day I finally asked him, 
"how does God make wind and light?"
"Only God can answer that."
He told me with a smile.
"So ask him when you get there!"
I nodded, then played a while.
When we first turned sixteen, 
my best friend got a brand new car.
We had plans for Friday night, 
but Wednesday, she didn't get far.
I cried when I hung up the phone, 
"Daddy! Why my best friend?"
He came and sat down on my bed, 
as we talked about the end. 
"Only God can answer that."
He told me with a smile.
"So ask him when you get there."
Then I laid and cried a while.
Further down the road, 
I stood dressed up in white.
The night that I'd been waiting for, 
I'd found my Mr. Right!
I asked, "Daddy why am I so blessed?
I seem to have it all!
When some just have no luck, 
they don't have much at all."
"Only God can answer that."
He told me with a smile.
"So ask him when you get there."
Then he walked me down the aisle.
Then thirty years flew by.
Two jobs, Dad's cancer, and my baby.
and Daddy's time grew shorter, 
and every day became a maybe. 
Then sadly the Dr. said "its time to say goodbye "
and by his bed I stood.
I just couldn't believe it, 
that he'd be gone for good.
"Daddy why do you have to go?"
I asked him as I sobbed.
I knew it was his time, 
but still, my heart felt robbed. 
"I'll ask him when I get there..."
he told me with a smile.
"If I even care! I'll meet Jesus in a while!
I know you think that this will hurt you, 
but these days are grains of sand, 
and heaven is the Ocean!
We'll be together once again."


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Dogmatic Doctrine

Can I kiss a Catholic
or a Muslim or a Jew,
A Buddhist or an Atheist,
a Sikh or a Hindu?
Can I share their faith with them
and not condemn my soul,
To eternal persecution
in the Devil’s deepest hole?

Can I offer love to those
who are not always straight.
Who’s love is shared with their own sex
or either kind of mate?
If so, am I a pervert
who can’t pass through heaven’s gate,
is it true that love can lead to hell
as surely as can hate?

Can I really lead a life
rejecting all I find
that meet the inner feelings
that have formed within my mind?
Is it true that I’ve no right to choose
the things I want to do,
but just accept I must conform
to things that can’t be true?

If this is so, I’ll tell you,
then this life is really hell,
the Devil’s won already
we are bound within his spell.
But I’m sure that God Almighty
is around for All Mankind,
whatever path we follow
or whatever love we find.

Ivor G Davies


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I'm Cleaning Up My Act

<                                        amidst thy shell's core

                                          healing of ones soul begins

                                         with .........  wholesome cleansing 

                                         

                                         

                                           

                                          
 
                                


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The Universal Man

I shall live and die By my own accord Only my God may judge me To him I've proved my worth I am still here fighting It matters not what for On my ship of righteousness Headed for waters unexplored The clear night sky will darken And the clouds seem ominous I take heed to the sure signs From them I won't digress They are in the way of my dreams And hopes that fill my sails Like the wind from my heaven Keeps my skin tough as nails Evil comes to tempt me I am not immune Sometimes I play the hero Other times I'm just a fool Either way the choice is mine I make it with my free will For that's the gift he gave me And for what I fight for still The government is coming To bring a chaos they call order The line has been drawn Between two sides there is a border I feel myself being torn To choose a fate in stone Let this be a lesson Why I wander on my own Minds can be controlled I see it every day The weak wills fall like dominos That lie littering my way An obstacle before me I iron will it to the end And when the devil comes to dance with me I have already started to transcend into everything around I am the universal man my true form I shall disguise I am hiding it from this great Satan they say will come for my demise I know he will find me maybe he already has in a long gone nightmare that my soul he stole at last if I remember correctly I can't say I recall ever escaping his grip or did it ever touch me at all?


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Hope

Some divine light
Beams upon my life

Every day the same sight:
A star beyond shallow sky,

Would I see you if I die?


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How Can We Hurt The Ones We Love

How Can We Hurt The Ones We Love?

How can we hurt the very ones that we love?
How can we easily neglect our God above?

It seems like I often heard about many victims
Many times, it’s from a loved one who’s been with them!

The hate and the anger that boils from deep within.
Often “boils over” toward our family and friends.

It’s the love of Christ that we need to find!
His love can totally cleanse our life and mind!

The hearts of many families are bruised and broken.
By the harshness of many of the words spoken.

If we would allow Jesus to rule and reign.
We’d have little reason to murmur or complain.

If we would yield our lives to the master’s will…
The emptiness and brokenness, he shall fulfill!

If we could allow ourselves to sit at Jesus’ feet…
He can make any family totally complete!

If we could just listen to what Christ has to say.
His words of life would brighten our day!

As a family…  Won’t you give HIM a chance?
And allow his love to change your circumstance!

Won’t you allow his spirit to bind you together?
You can experience his peace today and forever!

He can change your family throughout!
This is his will and what God is all about!

By Jim Pemberton


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TRIALS

Life is full of trials and pain, yet with each one strength is gained. 
Character is not built from ease, but from hard things like death and disease.
This I've learned in my life, to have peace even in strife!


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Have You Been Hurt By Religion

Have You Been Hurt By “Religion”?

Are you tired of “religious people”
 knocking at your door?
You wish they’d leave...  “You can’t take it anymore!”

Have you been hurt by “church people” sometime in the past?
Somehow they hurt you...  And the pain continues to last…

Have you been “wounded” by something
 somebody has said?
Perhaps you wonder if “they wish you were dead…”

Perhaps there’s someone that you 
may have “befriended…”
They have done something that
 has hurt you and “offended.”

There’s probably many people that you wish would “go away.”
Because of something they’ve 
done to “darken your day.”

I’ve been there many times…  Believe me I know.
How someone’s actions or words can hurt your soul.

Even those who go to church are 
often not very kind.
And they don’t hesitate to 
give you “a piece of their mind.”

Religion is not the answer.  Look to Jesus 
and the life he gives!
He alone has the power to love
 and completely forgive!

It’s only in his shed blood that you can find atonement.
He can change your life now!  This very moment!

He can heal your broken heart and wounded spirit.
An everlasting joy and love...  He freely gives it!

He can do what no “church” or “religion” could ever do
He can restore your life today.  
And make you BRAND NEW!!!

By Jim Pemberton


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How I Need Jesus


Dear Jesus…  I realize
how much I really need you!
  I want to honor, 
love and trust you!

I  know that others will
disappoint me…
I know that you’re here….  
And will take care of me!

  Your principles of holy
living is what you taught!
Love, Joy and peace…
is what you brought!

 May I bring honor 
 to your name!
Your message of salvation,
I need to proclaim!

Dear Jesus…  You’re all I need!
 And so much more!
It’s you that my life 
was meant for!

 I offer to you, my lord, 
praise and thanksgiving!
For all you’ve done,
 And the life you’re giving!

You all I’ll ever need!  
The anointed one!
There’s victory in YOU!
Life’s battles are won!

By Jim Pemberton    


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Patent

His dream was all done
He had made us
So He then 
Stamped our
Souls


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Beyond My Mind

Blue or green? The color of the sea, Going up and down the waves, To be my unexpected mood, Sweet or sour the feeling of me. The question of my mind hitting it through the divine, The passion of art inside a deep mind, With full of imaginations, Hitting me through left and right. Perspective comes along with me, Seeing it in my mind, Looking at the blank paper, My emotions run down the pages, Forgetting my visions along, Looking down on paper, Loosing my focus , Is getting hard to draw. Speaking with my wild heart wide open, Thinking of the world we live in today, Standing amongst the people not knowing what to say, Hearing the music flowing into my ears, Beating myself inside these walls of hate, Wanting my eyes to cry with full of tears, Hating to be on this earth, Seeing people fade away, Sinking through lies in my face, Stabbing me in the back when I need them the most, Seeing people with unwanted faith through their eyes, Anger comes my way, Looking down at the world with full of questions in my head, Going crazy with frustration and confusion of me questioning God, Deep inside my heart is burning with poison, Is breaking me apart like glass, At peace without a path in mind, Falling down somewhere here that I never belong, I'm not perfect yet, I like to lead not to follow others. Life is like a tree that grows inside me, Leafs on the tree come and go like people in my life, Taking the road of life, Things can change in a minute, When I look away, My goals would fade away, Going back letting noting stand on my way, Trying harder to focus on my goals, Looking around with a smile on, Reaching my goals slowly without a distraction.


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Gratitude

I am grateful for the air I breathe.
I am grateful for the opportunities I receive
I am grateful for the sun, moon and stars above
I am grateful for the words I rhyme
I am grateful for thee love I feel 
I am grateful for the visions I see
I am grateful for the abilities within me
I am grateful for the people I meet
I am grateful for the smile I show
I am grateful for the car I drive
I am grateful that I have learned hoe to live rather than survive
I am grateful for the food I eat
I am grateful for my state of mind
I am grateful for the paper
I am grateful for the pen
I am grateful for all the teachers that have given me confirmation in my life
I am grateful for my ego and the euphoric moments it brings
I am grateful for my passions for without passion there is no drive
I am grateful for my faults for they teach me humility
I am grateful to feel empathy for this teaches me about compassion
I am grateful for joy for this keeps the child playing inside
I am grateful for my prankster ways
I am grateful for the birds flying high and free
I am grateful form the oceans and trees
I am grateful that I can hear melody’s riding on a breeze
I am grateful for the person that I am.
I am grateful for what I represent.
I am grateful that I am a tool
I am grateful that spirit flows through me
I am grateful that I am blessed
I am grateful that I am a messenger
I am grateful that I can convey to uplift
I am grateful that I can inspire
I am grateful people will hear to listen to what I say
And I am grateful to people whom are motivated by me whom recognize what 
they need.
I offer a sincere thank you 
With my hands together a prayer of gratitude to all of you
I am of the light. I am a Melchizedek priest
Blessing  and peace…..


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Die alone and born again

The man with the plastic bug in his head
monopolized my dreams last night
in the place that the horsefly of my dignity
finally surrender to the impresario without a fight.

Seven days and 7 hours transplanted in my memorabilia
reminding the rustiness of the purple child
flatterers danced beneath the clouds of melancholy
and morality spreader the master plan inside my mind.

The disinheritance of my immortality the final day
discouraged my desire to see the forbidden love
restored my will to escape
manipulated the deep of the uncertainty above.

Released from the plastic bug in my head
try to cover my yellow child in the purple sky
laughing,singing,whispering,playing
seven days and seven hours before he dies.


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Today's The Day

Today is the day I have 
decisions to make,I 
know along with it,there
will be chances to take.

Today is the day I need
to work towards a goal,I
know it won't be easy and
I'll have to reach deep down in my soul.

Today is the day I start to
turn my life around,I can't
let people get to me and
I need to stand my ground.

Today is the day I need
to finally feel free,do
whatever it is I want to do
and be who I want to be.

Today is the day for me to
show people what I can do,
I will do it in my real way
which is loyal,honest,and true.

Today is the day I show myself
I am not scared to take a chance
and I can do anything without
taking a second glance.

        Colleen Marie Bono


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MAKING IT HAPPEN Part 3: How To Handle The Haters

you've just started to make it happen your project is now being processed
but you need to know how to handle the haters who are only about giving stress
the hate that has consumed the hearts of men the state of our moral being
where compassion and brotherly love are no longer the traits we are seeing

hating has become the latest fad it has bloomed into full season
where people just seem to hate on others for no apparent reason
from President Obama to the NY Yankees the hate has grown exponentially
where people hate them for what they've accomplished and what they've come to be

hate is a demonic force it's a full frontal assault of agitation
it usually occurs when someone has started on a divine assignation
it seems to come with the territory as the devil always manifests
whenever someone starts something that is positive and blessed

the devil then gets very busy when it comes to anything done being good
his noxious persona then arises in those who hate on you as if they should
just don't give the haters a chance to harm nor hinder you
just trust in the will of God for it will see you through

in order to handle the haters you need to ascend to a spiritual plane
for to hate like them is a burden that you don't need to sustain
as hate may cause you to lose your way it can obstruct and intervene
so don't allow hate to enter your heart and plant unrighteous seeds

God said no weapon formed against you shall prosper nor prevail
so let God handle the haters and send them straight back to hell
and don't allow the haters to hurt nor humiliate you
stand firm on the word of God for it's foundation is strong and true

now in the midst of your Godly mission continue to stay the course
as God's got more righteousness than the devil has demonic force
now is the time to put on the whole armor of God 
to show the haters that you are not faint of heart
now ready, focused, heightened, alert and aware
in a sure and secure position as evil is everywhere

and don't let the haters get too close nor give them the chance to slip in
for they will choke the life out of you and then turn around and grin
as the more they hate on you the more in Christ you will grow
just continue to do a good work in the name of the God we all love and know
how to handle the haters those folks who only want to drag you down
is to let them see the joy of the Lord in you while you're standing on higher ground 


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How Do I Love You

How do I love you? In so many ways
From the darkest of nights, to the brightest of days

In my loneliness hour, when no one is there
I fee the embrace that you so freely share

I feel so full, that often I weep
You are with me, even when I sleep

You give me a conscious, so I can be straight
because of you, I don't focus on hate

I believe that people are basically good
They have reason to be misunderstood

Life is not easy, but now I see
each day you become closer to me

People may doubt my devotion to you
I've even been laughed at, it's true

I really don't care how other people feel
My love for you is constant and very real

How do I love you? With every breath
In this life and surely after death


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My Parents Did Their Best To Raise Me

My Parents Did Their Best To Raise Me As a child, my parents did their best to raise me. Teaching me about God, because they loved me! They taught me God’s ways,. This was their intention. They read the Bible, with an undivided attention. Each day I awoke. I was glad mom and dad where there. Especially when we gathered around the table in prayer. The many times we spent together I haven’t forgot. I’m so thankful for the Christian values taught. The values helped shape me into what I am today. And have helped keep me on “the narrow way.” I believe many of these values are being discarded. Even before many families are being started. A respect for God’s word seems to be a thing of the past. It’s no wonder many relationships don’t last. God’s principles must be our daily ambition. His love must be our rock and a TRUE foundation! We must seek his purpose and divine way of living. It’s HIS example that must be our way of giving! Giving to others kindness and love that binds us as one. Through the witness we have in Christ… His son! May God bless our hearts and homes in one accord. As we give our attention to Jesus Christ our Lord! By Jim Pemberton 10/01/11


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Voices

They are all in my head, all day and all night
I hear them talking, telling me something's not right
They come from all directions, my ears never rest
recalling words from the ones I thought I knew best

My family my friends, those closet to me, telling
me things I refuse to see.
They've been buried within so long and so deep
like angry little children refusing to sleep

Some yell loudly, some whisper soft
they speak of the times and the dreams that were lost
and all these times I've refuse to hear, from people
and places I held so dear.

I've been so let down, my pride has been shattered
My heart has been broken, as if I didn't matter
It's a harsh lesson these voices within
makes me realize I've only one true friend
Thank you lord for opening my eyes, to people
that hurt me and tell me lies.
God's comfort and love will pull me through
from all the bad things these voices do.


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A Mother's Love

A Mother’s Love… How precious is the love of a mother’s heart! Even as a child… It’s there from the start. A mother’s love knows no boundary or limit. It’s often shown by how much the mother gives it! Whether her children are young or growing old… And whatever circumstances in life may unfold. Her love is continually a solid foundation… That can’t be removed, torn or shaken. Her love is what is a guiding force. Even if her children’s lives stray off course. I’m thankful for the love my mother’s given… It’s surely influenced the way I’ve been livin’! To all of our mothers across our great nation… May we show them our love and appreciation! Their love has stood and endured the test of time… I’m so glad that one of them is MINE! By Jim Pemberton


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She Cried

       She cried, She died inside over and over again, She was trapped in herself 
and she had no way of escaping. Taking drugs to dull the mud that's been in her 
eyes 
for years. She's so far away from reality that it's like she is constantly 
sleeping. 
She has to remind herself what's fictional and what's fact because the 
hallucinations wouldn’t  let her breath, they’d lie to her every chance she gets. 
Turning her mom into a monster not butterflies suddenly this high becomes a 
nightmare. One she had been fighting for so long, 16 and still traveling the same 
rode as so many younger than her. She didn't listen to all the voices that tried to 
tell her what she was missing because truly reality is the thing that makes life 
worth living. To her reality was the guy who had raped her constantly when she was 
young, Why choose reality when you could live in a dream world where everything had 
excuses. Not only could she not recognize the girl who cried constantly in the 
mirror but she'd done so many things to herself that even her eyes were a different 
color. 
It hurt so bad not to remember so she continued to fade until soon it seemed 
better. 
In an idiotical world where there were always smiles, It wasn't until she got help 
that she realized the real world was never always pleasant. It was filled with hate 
and lies and pain but that's something real and something she needed to face. 
Something she needed to open her eyes to, life would never be cake and she couldn't 
have her victory without tasting poison at least once. So when the tears dried and 
the wounds healed she signed up for a special thing a thing called GED and she got 
it.


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Untwisted

Sometimes the memories won’t fade 
         All the places we have seen
         All the prices we have paid 
The memories of the happy as well as the sad 
            The people we’ve lost
           The friends that we had 
Some memories just seem like a ghost 
I always lost everyone that I loved the most 
The wind would just carry them away 
             Along with my tears 
            And my ability to pray
    I wonder how far is heaven from here?
              How many more heartaches 
                 How many more tears 
              I wonder how far it is away
Because I have so many things that I wish to say 
To all the people that I loved and I lost 
             I’m not even tripping 
             My heart paid the cost 
The reaper rode the river in a bikers disguise 
I’ll never forget the fear in my mother’s eyes 
    As he drug her under and then let her go 
Through my four year old veins hate started to grow 
My eyes were blind my ears were deaf 
After that I forgot  
           There was anything left  
Karma is like poker for it is bound to luck 
When I was just a boy 
God through me under the truck 
Of all the things in life we feel 
   We are all bound to God’s will 
Passion is a doorway between love and hate 
    God is the dealer in the game of fate 
              Our place is not to question why 
                       For if we do our faith will die 
            The deeper we hate the deeper we love 
            I was gifted wisdom by the Lord above 
                    Every gift comes at a price 
A world of experience behind my advice 
     Every smile holds a lifetime of pain 
Nothing that happens should happen in vein 
                         It is our choice that which we do 
 Know in your heart these words are true 
The harder we fall the further we climb 
             No ones life is totally sublime 
Illusion after illusion will be offered to you 
                 But only the living word is true 
The living word that beats in your heart 
Will keep you safe as the world falls apart 
Through the pain of a boy watching his mother die 
It’s never to late to kiss the sky
A man of faith who could never give up 
Please come break my bread and share in my cup 
By the time our journey is through 
                      I’ll share all I am with you 
          Hopefully somewhere in my words you’ll see 
              ---Untwisted is truly the way to be---



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The BIble Is The Inspired Word Of God


The Bible Is The Inspired Word of God!

I heard someone say “the Bible was written by man.”
But there’s a truth I don’t think he understands.

God used man to simply be an “inspired instrument.”
This was more than some type of “experiment.”

God used many different people from various places.
He used them from both the Jewish and Gentile races!

Though the words spanned a long period of time…
They were written with all of us in mind!

It was as if God himself had taken the pen.
He spoke directly through different men.

All of the books are together with a common goal.
To bring the words of God to the common soul.

I would encourage to read the Bible for your direction.
Allow God’s words to daily be your inspiration!

Won’t you read from Genesis through Revelation?
You can learn about God’s gift of salvation!

The Bible speaks of God’s love and holiness too!
And speaks to the heart of how much HE LOVES YOU!

You can also learn about eternity in a heavenly mansion!
Your life can receive a blessed “abundant life expansion!”

Through the words of Christ, you’ll be blessed!
As you find in him a comfort and a haven of rest!

I invite you to read and apply God’s truth today!
And be transformed by what he really has to say!

By applying Biblical principles in how you’re living!
You’ll be blessed by the awesome words God is giving!

By Jim Pemberton  


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TRAIN UP A CHILD ...

“They’re taking away our freedom!”
So, many people say.
“They took the Bible out of school;
Our kids are not allowed to pray!”

“The pledge of allegiance they have banned
Because it mentions God.
The Ten Commandments are taboo
Upon the campus sod.”
 
But, before such rulings of the Court,
Back in the “good old days”,
Did we really read God’s book in school?
And how often did we pray? 

Do you teach your kids to pray each night, 
Before they go to bed?
When school is out, and they are home,
Do they hear the Bible read?

Train up your children, after school,
And before each school day starts-- 
What you teach your kids at home
Is what they’ll cherish in their hearts.


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All we need a pot in one piece

All we need a leader 
Guide us become one of us
Make us sincere against any killing
Protects our family to live our destiny
All we need a world leader one of us making in one piece

Making it boiling it
 Be part of it
 In taming is music to our ears
 Every morning sliding our badges
 Making our leaving gone in sinful slips

 Only hope rests pray our best
 Every morning sinking reality 
 Surge become more innovative
 Making us in a pot all sincere 

 All we need a commitment in changing rules
 Where money plays reigns in market
 To adapt them after turns our sake
 It may be time to think learn to leave as one piece


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Today Is Terrible----

The cracked spine of
the book I dropped
at the call.
A chip in my
windshield left by a
pompous *?#@! in a
red sports car as I
drive to the
service.
Rain expectorating
from an ashen sky as
the dirt is turned.
Today is terrible.
Though this is less
terrible than the
crack in grandma’s
spine from her fall
down the stairs.
The chip in her
amazingly smart mind
after eighteen years
as a teacher.
Tears running,
dripping from my
Mothers ashen face
as she cries “My
mama’s dead.”
Today is terrible.
Though this is less
terrible than the
cracked family
emotions left raw
and empty.
The chip in Grandpas
numb mind at the
gathering… “Where is
Irene she should be
here?”
Faces gone ashen
with dread, do we
leave him numb or
remind him that his
wife is dead?
Today is terrible.
Though this is less
terrible than the
empty silences,
missing the jokes
Grandma used to
crack.
Grandma’s laugh and
her endless smile
which always exposed
that tooth with the
chip in it.
Without her the
world has become
empty, bleak, and
ashen.
Today is terrible.

                   
                   
                   
          Summer
Gratias


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Christmyths

If we read the gospel well,
We notice no one rang a bell,
To announce the saviour’d come,
And then when we learn of his mum,
There’s no mention of her donkey ride,
Or of the animals inside,
The stable were the child slept,
It does not tell us if he wept,
And of the weather? Did it snow?
Well we simply do not know,
It rarely snows in the West Bank,
Would be unlikely, to be frank,
And was Jesus born at night?
Did they at least get that part right?
Well it simply does not say,
It mentions not the time of day,
And that’s not all, not by far,
Shepherds saw Angels, Not a star,
It doesn’t say they gave a sheep,
(They were poor and lambs weren’t cheap!)
The Bible tells us many things,
But did not call the wise men Kings,
It doesn’t even call them men,
It only calls them magi then,
It says nowhere they numbered three,
Or if from the Orient they’d be,
It does say that our Lord arrived,
Lived a good life, was crucified,
Just to take away our sin,
So heaven will allow us in,
And this is the truth I will defend,
But just how can a footstep bend?


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Whenever Wherever

       
   Whenever I hear the beat of a drum, 
   Wherever I may be,
 I can’t veil this_
These radiant and ever refreshing memories

   The slightest beat of a drum
Will bring smiles all over my face
Along with ever fresh memoirs,
Soothing my heart
   With ever ringing songs and beats
Of “small London”; Dagbamate,
My most adored and lovable village

   A village of togetherness, fun and excitements 
And bits and bits of sorrows, grief and disappointments
The village of singing and drumming,
One which adores its culture
Holding it high above all others
The sounds from its drums
Can awaken your long dead prowess

   Country on its own,
Is how I see my village.
Wherever I may be,
Whenever I hear drums beat,
 I shall remember the ‘country on its own’


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America's Best

I fear it will never end.
I know the impact will ne’er fade
and
       the pain is slow to abate.

Dear God, may I never grow weary of
      having 'seen it all.'



Dedicated to the bravery and commitment of our soldiers around the world.  We cannot possibly 
deserve the sacrifices you make for us.  Thank you from my soul.


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Don' Wanna Bee ‘Roun Ewe Noh Moh

Don’ wanna bee roun ewe noh moh.
Don’ wanna see da trajuhdee dats heded,
At yah doh.
Ewe wuz vary ahful tah mi,
God’s chile. Eye didden doyah nuttin.
’
Yah ‘sposed,  tah bee ah liter rite?
Butt ya playin’ roun  wit da won,
Whooz comin’ bak leyek ah,
Theef en dah nite.

Win yah ain’t treet mi rite,
Yah naglect’d dah powah uv God.
Cuz onlee wit Him ah wuz,
Ovalookin’ wat ewe wuz doin’,
Ta mi fah da harvest ,
Of God’s chirren bein’ edumacated,
Mi yah outrite hated.

Butt dats awrite God-n-eye,
Gon’ win dis feyght.
Ah wheel hav’ victuree cuz ah,
Choze ta spread luv butt ewe,
Choze ta spread mizuhree.

Don’ wanna bee roun ewe noh moh.
Don’ wanna see da trajuhdee dats heded,
At yah doh.
Ewe ramyned mi uv ol’Pharoah,
Hoo woodn’t lett God’s pipahs goh.
Ah didden wanna fase yah awl dose
Otha daze.

Butt God help’d mi leyek God help’d,
Moses speek up tah ol’Pharoah.
God tole Moses tah lett mah pipahs goh.
God telling mi ta tale yah phake  Pharoah
Tah lett mi chirren’s goh.

Ah noh ah hatta bee roun ewe sum moh.
Butt itell bee worfwile, 
Cuz God wantz freedom,
Fah ebbery chile.
Yah hut mi fah alil wile,
Butt we’ll bee at da prahmased lan’,
An out uv yah Egypt.
Cuz fah awl uv uz ta prospa,
Iz God’s plan.

Ansoon we won’ be roun ewe no moh.
Wheel nat laugh leyek yah didaht mi.
Win trajudee nocks aht yah doh.
Wheel helpyah cuz God, 
Wantz uz awl tah bee free.
Frum dah phake phone’ powah,
Uv da enumee.


wrote 6-27-10


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Songs of Midweek

A moment between heaven
and earth
      wrapped in angel hair
            twinkly starlight
muted
      wondering . . .
gifted so with uncommon perception
from above
      heart left there
on poetic earth without care
oh master of pen and ink
      do you blink


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Whispers

I once heard a saying,
that the happiest people are the saddest
Shining because they’ve seen the darkest
Like the lotus that grows out of mud
Or the rotting stump that bears a bud..

You never know what troubles the mind
So be careful with words unkind
The glowing person just beside you
Could be a crumbling ruin behind the hairdo
 Most people struggle everyday
Souls burdened with decay..

I guess it takes a lot of courage
To act normal with that damage
Hard to believe that under the surface
Lives a soul with no purpose
A cry for help won’t be any crisper
Listen to the their inner whisper..


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Knock, Knock!

Knock, Knock!
Who is it that goes there,
It is me; I am in your air,
And a deep root we share.

Knock, Knock!
What on Earth do you want?
It is me, the one they daunt.
But you and I have to jaunt.

Knock, Knock!
Would you just go far away?
It is me, and forever I’ll stay.
I ‘m here giving you the way.

Knock, Knock!
Why must you keep bothering me?
Because you are one of me and see.
I have come to set souls totally free.

Knock, Knock!
Have you not been here a time or two before?
Yes it is me; I will always knock at your door.
You’ve buried me alive deep inside your core!

®Registered: Ann Rich 2008


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Can You See Me?

Mommy can you see me?
I can bounce really high!
Maybe with some bouncy shoes
I can visit you in the sky!
I'm seven years old now Mommy.
You've been gone about a year.
I can't wait to see you Mommy, 
and your memories are near.

Mommy can you see me?
Oops- I failed another test.
But I remembered what you told me
and I tried my very best.
I'm ten years old now Mommy.
You've been gone about four years.
I really miss you Mommy,
and I wish you were here.

Mommy can you see me?
Dad went off on me again.
I slit my wrists to ease the pain, 
I have scars all over my skin. 
I'm fourteen years old now Mommy, 
you've been gone about eight years. 
Who are you anyways Mommy?
Thanks a lot for leaving me in tears...

Mommy can you see me?
I'm so glad I finally changed!
In accepted Jesus like you once did
so my life could be rearranged.
I'm sixteen years old now Mommy, 
you've missed the past ten years.
But I'll see you in heaven Mommy, 
and that helps me fight my fears. 


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I'm So Thankful That Christ Saved Me


I’m So Thankful That Christ Saved Me!

I’m so thankful that Christ chose to save me!
I’m grateful for the life that he gave me!

I’m so thankful for extending his warm embrace!
And for planting my life on a solid place!

I’m so thankful for all that God is doing!
His spirit in my life is what he is renewing!

I’m thankful for the opportunity to be 
one of his own!
I ask for his blessing in my life
 and home!

I’m forever grateful for his sacrifice
 on the cross!
He is my hope!  When all seems
 hopeless and lost!

Thank you my Lord for being so gracious to me!
You have given me your grace abundantly!

Thank you Jesus for being my friend!
How I love you again and again!

You are the one that I cherish and adore!
You’ve given me hope and peace 
and so much more!

By Jim Pemberton    


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God's Plan

All I can do is wonder. 
I'll never really know. 
OI'll never get to hug her, 
and she'll never see me grow.
When I wake up tommorrow, 
this nightmare won't be gone.
I'll never have what I took for granted, 
a chance to know my Mom. 

I know I shouldn't cry, 
because that won't bring her back.
It doesn't make up for the emptiness
or the love that I lack.
I'm almost grown up now.
I did it all by myself.
But I can't help but wish
I could be like everyone else.

I'm excluded from some "special bond"
and memories to be shared.
When all I ever asked for
was to have someone who cared.
The tearstains on my pillow
outnumber memories.
The only way I know her
is to see her in my dreams.

Daddy said she loved me,
but God called her home.
I don't know why he took her, 
the only Mom I'd ever known.
I guess he has a hidden plan, 
a reason I can't see.
I'm waiting for it to come together
and work out okay for me. 

I hope I'll understand some day
just what God has in mind. 
So no matter how much I miss my mother
I'll follow God's plan and be alright.


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cowley (1) I GOT THAT ,LOVING FEELING

Fill me once more,Holy Spirit to know,
Move me ,inside,you love to show,
Quieten my heart,now to play
Without rehearsal,on life's stage each phrase to say.

Speak,speak by thought,picture,word or deed,
Then in my weakness,your strength feed:
O teach my tomgue to quiet be,
Until you prompt,and all I say,is all of thee.

This quatrain was inspired by  Abraham Cowley's (1618-67) 'Hymn to Light'


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Skipping Stone

I was just thinking of my memories
The good, bad the happy and sad
The ones I wish I could forget
But never will
The ones I wish I could remember
But never can
The people I have loved and lost
My memories are full of people who shared my dreams
But found themselves lost in my nightmare
Though the nightmare was no less
Than a dream in itself  
As a stone skips across the water
Sometimes the emptiness overwhelms me
As the memories are close enough for me to taste.
Yet forever out of reach
Lost in the darkness created by my addictions
For my memories were too much to bear
And I just had to forget
The guilt of my own shame
And I was so confused that I thought the needle
Was taking away my pain
When it was the very thing that created it
As a stone skips across the water 
I ask of you dear Lord 
What am I to be?
He replied, “Mike you are the stone skipping out to me”
I don’t know exactly what that means
But I reckon someday I will
Until then all I can say
The Lord and I are skipping still
For everyday is a memory and tomorrow is a dream
And I am just a simple stone skipping down the stream


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From The Time After God's Creation


From The Time After God's Creation… From the time after God’s beautiful creation… Between man and God… Sin has caused a separation! When God looked down upon all of mankind. Fellowship with man was what he had in mind! We were all created to bring honor to his name. But sin has brought much wickedness and shame! Sin has created an enormous “moral cavity.” Mankind has reached an “immoral depravity!” Through God’s son, a way has been made. His life for yours, on Calvary, was paid! Though mankind sinned, God didn’t forget us! Jesus is here right now! He never left us! Through Christ’ blood, our lives can be cleansed! A new life in Christ is where victory begins! Won’t you come to the Lord who created you? It is no secret how much he loves you! Won’t you come? Why there’s still time? God has a purpose and a plan with you in mind! His grace and love can change you throughout! Knowing Jesus is what true life is all about! By Jim Pemberton


Details | I do not know? | |

Warren

A guilty secret kept within,
Hurt but show no pain.
Losing out to someone else,
Carry on the game.

Trying all to make things right,
Neglecting all i wish.
Taking risks in pleasing others ,
Passing what i miss.

Saying inside i just dont care,
Knowing that i do.
Why do i have to feel so much,
So much more than you.

If only i had answers to the questions in my head,
In hindsight i would change so many things that i have said.

I sit here slowly getting drunk,
Do i really give a damn ?
The problem is i know i do,
Before i would of ran.

"Just live life from day to day" i tell to those that ask,
A hypocrite is what i am,
A man within a mask.

You read these words with sympathy and look at me with pain,
Thinking you relate to me ,
But no one is the same.

Everyone has had their hurt,
Dont think i cannot see.
All these feelings in my soul,
Its here i hate to be.

All i long for,
All i want ,
Is a day when i can smile.
Close my eyes contented,
All is right for all the while.

I know inside this day will come,
In later life or near.
Everyday im waiting,
Every setback building fear.

I long to talk with someone who i know will understand,
But i dont think such a person can exist in all the land.

I sometimes glimpse a happiness ive had,
But not the same.
The happiness im longing for to take away my pain.

All the times i've given in and felt nothing but rain,
I know one day i'll get there,
For now i'll carry on the game.


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Whispers in Church

Magnificent cathedral
Saints and sinners gather in
Word of God delivered 
To triumph over sin
Within the walls 
Between the pews
You hear the faintest cry
Whispers in the church house
In the sweet by and by

Quiet prayers 
Sent up to God
Repentance for the sin
Committed in the quiet night
Where no man wants to live
In hopes that God
Will grant a pardon
For acts of immortal sin
The best of intentions
Laid out in prayer
Amazing grace to win

Secretly hoping
God’s grace and mercy
Finds favor on your soul
Sending up promises
Acts of contrition
Heart’s willing to mourn
Is he still listening? 
Do you still wonder? 
Has he turned a deaf ear?
No answer is given 
While here on this earth
You’ll find out in the beginning


Details | I do not know? | |

Listen

I LISTENED ONCE TO THE BIRDS IN THE SKY
ITS SOFT AWAKENING
I LISTEN NOW
DELEUDED SHRIEKS FROM THE PIERCING LIGHT

I LISTENED ONCE TO THE WINDS
IT’S CHIMES TINKLES WITH THE MORNING DEW
I LISTEN NOW
HOWLS OF PAIN TEAR AT MY SKIN

I FELT ONCE THE GLORY OF THE SUN
BATHING PEACEFULLY IN ITS WARMTH
I FEEL NOW
INESCAPABLE FIRE THAT TORTURES MY SOUL

I FELT ONCE THE AIR THAT I BREATHE
FEELING ALIVE
I FEEL NOW
SUFFOCATION OF POLLUTION

I LISTENED ONCE TO THE SONG OF THE CITY
I LISTEN NOW TO ITS FUNERAL MARCH


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Pain vs my Goal

Lord grant me the power to achieve my goal in life
To have pain and turn it into something good
I have pain of being raped 
It was such a shock that this was happening to me in such rage of these people
I never thought it would happen to me 
I had heard about millions of people getting hurt like me
All these people who hurt little ones or anybody really should burn 
Where as us all should be set free
Ones that have tried to confront these people, just turned out to be ignored
I stand where I had prove of this horrible happening
I confront these two people 
I was investigated by this whole thing
I pray that I put these two people away
Even though I had confront them I guess I was chosen to have depression
The main thing is whatever happens
The lord is here to guide me, but not just me, all of you, the whole world!
These two people was put in prison for a long period of time
What they did was a crime
I know the Lord wants me to forgive them
It will take time but someday I will
I say to all of you, 
If this ever happens to you, have faith and turn to God!
I now am in college and trying to get a job
Working on my poetry
That helps me through my depression and writing my poetry, that is one way to 
speak to God 
My goal in life is to believe in God, and keep my faith in him


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Crack Kills...God Heals

Crack kills. 
God heals, 
And destinies, 
He fulfills. 
The truth, 
He reveals. 

To get us, 
Satan uses lies, 
Theft, demolition, 
And tricks for us, 
To forever be, 
In demise. 

To save us, 
Jesus took licks, 
Was hung, He bled, 
And He died for us all, 
To have everlasting, 
And fruitful lives. 

If you want crack, 
To stop killing you. 
God got your back. 
He sent Jesus through, 
Forty-two generations, 
To save me and you. 

To free us from, 
Whatever addiction: 
Dope, lost hope, 
Fornication, adultery, 
Idolatry, homosexualism, 
Racism, or any other sin 
Not mentioned, that you, 
May fall victim to. 

God wants to, 
Use you. 
Satan wants to, 
Abuse you. 
Live the way 
God wants. 

Don't let Satan, 
Tease and taunt 
You into sin. 
Join God's team, 
And win. 

You can't fix, 
Yourself. Come 
As you are. 
Let God drive 
Your car down, 
Destiny drive, 
To the Avenue 
Of Being Forever, 
Alive. 

Crack kills. 
God heals, 
And destinies, 
He fulfills. 
The truth, 
He reveals. 

To get us, 
Satan uses lies, 
Theft, demolition, 
And tricks for us, 
To forever be, 
In demise. 

To save us, 
Jesus took licks, 
Was hung, He bled, 
And He died for us all, 
To have everlasting, 
And fruitful lives. 


Details | Lanterne | |

UNDER THE GAZE OF ANGELS

To
the left,
to the right-
ever in His 
sight


See more @ Ps 91:11


Details | Free verse | |

I am Free to:

I am free to: Love, 
                  
                       Hope, 
                    
                          Endure, 
                    
                      Sing, 
                 
                        Dance,

                      Cry,

                         Laugh,

                     Grow,

                         Give up,

                     Never stop untill I achivemy goal's,

                                 Live life,
                      
                        Hate! 

               Have the will not to hate,

                 Never give up,

                            Go down the wrong path,

                  To choose the right one,

                        To worship you, Lord!



Details | I do not know? | |

Dream On

  Believe in no obstacles and limitations.
  A sweet song can heal, cure and delivery a massive storm out of your life.
   Shake off depressions, rejections, discouragement, sorrows and tragedies.
   Dream on, dream on, dream on, dream on and dream on!
   Doubters are foolish to underestimate your power of greatness.


Details | Rhyme | |

The Winds of the Night

The winds of the night creep in on you and they are up and about.
They surround you in the darkness and shed you into some light.
They are given and they are taken with your most silent thoughts.
They pass through your hidden fears and come from plain sight.
The winds of the night so clever and discreet they really are.
They hold no boundaries to your beginning and nor to your end.
They are warm and they are cold rising above you and reaching up from far.
They are of their own power and hold onto all claims of their own.
The winds of the night come sending a message to the unknown.
The winds of the night are aimless but when directed they drift all together.
They are dangerous when calm at night a sight not even one has really seen.
They are unsettled with no balance yet predictable by where they all concur.
They capture what is felt and heard because they’re accepted as they’re deemed.
The winds of the night come and go for they are on a lifelong mission.
They are silent within your journey for they can not be spoken to or touched.
They exist for your life bringing the world into its final rule on deception.
The winds of the night carry enough strength to lead a massive world into the unjust!








Details | Rhyme | |

I Exalt You My God

I Exalt You, My God! I will exalt you! My God and king! And worship your name above EVERYTHING! Forever and ever I will bless your name! Your goodness in my life, I seek to obtain. Every day I will bless your name forever. Your path of righteousness, I choose to endeavor! Great is the Lord! Your greatness is unsearchable! You rule by your word… Your divine principle… One generation will praise your works to another. And shall declare your awesome deeds together! I will speak of the honor of your majesty. Not to do so, would be a “spiritual tragedy.” Men shall speak loudly of your awesome acts. What you do, I neither question or ask. I will declare my God’s greatness each day. And will listen to the words he has to say! He rules the earth and heavens above. All of creation declares his great acts of love! Won’t you listen to God’s humble plea? Knowing how much he loves you and me? He has a purpose for me and you that is evident. And offers to all… Eternal life in a heavenly residence! By Jim Pemberton Read Psalms 145:1-6


Details | Narrative | |

The Willows

Tomorrow’s times are in these eyes of mine.
Away and far my world shall part.
The Seas shall rise from their depths of deep.
And in the glow of the shadows the willows will weep.
The Sun will rise as my days still come,
The glory, the power, it is the rains with Sun.
Tomorrow’s times are in these days of mine.
Far and gone my world shall bond.
The Mountains will fall from their heights they climb.
And in the glow of the shadows the willows will shine.
Tomorrow’s times are in these thoughts of mine.
Gone and here my world shall fear.
The Lands will separate the world by Sea,
And in the glow of the shadows the willows will be.
Tomorrow’s times I know are mine.
Here it is that I fear I’m near.
My Land, my Seas, my Mountains of plain sight,
And in the glow of the shadows the willows shall shed their light.

®Registered: Ann Rich 1998


Details | Rhyme | |

God Has A Message

 
  

God has a message…  
That rings loud and clear.
This world, as we know it… 
Shall one day disappear!

 
God has a message.. 
And it’s quite evident.
Everything in his word 
is truthful and relevant!
 

God has a message… 
Read His word today!
His son…  Jesus…  Is the truth,
 the life, the ONLY way!
 

God has a message…  
To be proclaimed to every nation.
Only through Christ, 
Can one find true salvation!
 

God has a message… 
For all of mankind…
This is the day of salvation!  
NOW is the accepted time!
 

God has a message…
 Please listen to his story!
We have all sinned…   
And fallen short of his glory!
 

God has a message…
 For everyone to see!
It’s only through him, 
that we can be totally free!
 

God has a message… He’s the answer
 to your every question!
Living for him daily…  Needs to be your 
goal and ambition!
 

God has a message…  
He wants to give you life abundantly!
So you can be with him in heaven…
 For all eternity!
 

What message will you give to him?  
What choice will you make?
Please do it NOW… 
Before it’s too late!!!

 

By Jim Pemberton  
03/07/11



Details | Rhyme | |

I Was Thinking Of The Words To Say


I was thinking about something
just the other day.
I was at a loss for the
"right words to say."

I was thinking about a time
"way back when."
That day I became born again.
A zeal for Jesus that
I once had.
Excitement in my life,
a heart so glad.

A passion for Christ
overwhelmed my soul.
I loved Jesus-for he had
made me whole.

I've forgotten things that
I once knew.
Reading God's word-
I no longer do.

What has happened to me?
I'm so ashamed!
I'm an embarrassment to
Jesus' holy name. 

So, dear Jesus, my knees
I humbly bow.
Please change my life...
I need you now!

By your word, transform
me deep within.
I confess to you my backsliding sin.

I re-commit my life NOW-Yes I do!
And by your love, I'm made
BRAND NEW!

By Jim Pemberton






Details | Rhyme | |

You Don't Have To LIve Like You Did Before

You don’t have to live… 
 Like you did before!
I can give you my love… 
 And so much more!

You don’t have to keep on
 “bringing up the past…”
I will give you a peace and joy
 that will forever last!”

The chains you once had…
 No longer have to hold you down.
I will pick you up and plant you
 on solid ground!

You don’t have to live the way
 that you once lived…
An abundance of forgiveness and mercy
 is what I freely give!

You no longer have to live a life
 that is filled with fear…
I will always be your best friend. 
 I am always here!

You can come to me for a love 
that is worth finding…
My promises are forever.  
You need no reminding!

You can be a new creation. 
 Old things passed away.
I am that I am.  And I can change
 your life TODAY!

I am Jesus.  Your provider. 
 The all-sufficient one.
My arms are wide open for you… 
 Won’t you come???

By Jim Pemberton   
12/07/10


Details | Rhyme | |

Wars of Difference and Different Wars

Dream on man
War is constant
It has gone beyond
Catholic or Protestant

Religious wars
From our short lived past
Will never dilute
As long as we last

In this modern world
We fight for different reasons
What ever the excuse
And in any season

We fight over land
Imaginary WMD
Even over soccer
How the hell can that be

We now fight over oil
In a camouflaged war
Taking innocents with us
In public deplore

Guerrilla, assault
Bombing with precision 
We vote them in
As they twist their decisions

Dream on man
War has changed
Greed has taken over
From the pasts deranged




http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/war-3.php


Details | Light Poetry | |

God Is...

How closely do we wrap our faith and conviction in life,
is it the things that determines who is our wife.
What morals do we instill and what scruples do we throw aside,
what is the true meaning of life and where does it reside?

What book, of Text is the complete divine word of all truth,
and are we to understand it before we walk away from our youth?
What priest's words will convict some but show pride on the few,
and why are those words the only one they think are true.

Is Salvation given to the slave of ignorance and greed,
for is not our own hunger for life and justice, our only seed?
I am truly vexed at the world that I was born into this time and place,
for I see only greed and selfishness, on every living face.

Where is Jesus? Buddha or the prophets that came before,
is this a world these  want prophets of no more?
Where did we go so wrong, that we are left completely alone,
cast in an ocean of discontent, dyeing on a forgotten thrown?

Stewards of life and the Earth we are held to this sight,
maybe our real salvation lasts in our very might.
There is the rub, for why should we look for God to do,
when the true work resides in me and you.

The rapture does not reside in the heaven's above,
it is to know that we should live with each other, in respect and love.
The truest God is perfect like we all can come to be,
for if you really understood life, you will see that God is simply you and me.


Details | Rhyme | |

This Load I Carry I Carry Not Alone

This Load I Carry… Along the road of life, I carry a large load… It feels quite heavy… As I travel a “bumpy” road. This load I carry is often difficult to bear… At times, I stumble… And caught “unaware…” The trials and hardships of life… I shall endure… I’ll try to stay on a path that is “safe” and “secure.” There are times, however, when I get in a hurry... As the storms of life often cause a “flurry.” During my travel… As I look up to the darkened skies… I can almost look into my heavenly father’s eyes… As God reaches down his arms so strong… He’s there to lead me when things go wrong. The Lord is there to help with my heavy burden… He’s also my guiding light… I am most certain! The Lord is my shepherd and is with me where I go… He’s brought strength and rest for my weary soul. This load I carry may be full of so many things… But grows lighter because of the love that God brings! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Light Poetry | |

' Walk With Me ... ' ( 23rd Psalms )

         ‘ Walk With Me … ’ ( Based On 23rd Psalms )



‘ Walk With Me ’… my Lord Said,
‘ Walk With Me and Be Unafraid
Walk With Me, and You Will Know
when You Walk With Me, I Go Where You Go …

I’ll Go Where You Must Go                                               Matt. 28: 20
We’ll Face Storms, That Blow
We’ll Face Every Lion’s Roar
... Even Face Death’s Door …

Because, If You Walk With Me … I Am The Key                   John 11: 25, 26
I Open Faith, To Set You Free
I Open Miracles and Possibilities
I Open Proof … So You Can Believe                                    Gen. 1: 1

… and I Walk, Beside Your Trail of Tears
I’ll Be The Light, Thru Your Darkest Fears
I’ll Walk Beside You, Thru All Paths of Pain
& I Promise You … We’ll Reach The Rainbow, After The Rain   James 2: 5

… All I Ask … is, ‘ Walk With Me …
and You ... Will Walk For Eternity …                                      John 3: 16


For Rhonda Hero – Stay Strong, Brave and Believe,
            My Poet-Sister …  Our Prayers and 
                 Christian Love Are With You

                                   MoonBee


Details | Narrative | |

Hope

When we give hope,
we give of our self,
something so special,
deep in the heart it is felt.

Prayer, and hope,
go hand in hand,
a miracle can be delivered,
across God's land.

People have needs,
some don't understand,
but God in Heaven,
turns His back on no man.

He gives us hope,
so we can carry on,
that ray of sunshine,
many of us have known.

With out prayer,
and with out hope,
life can be difficult,
and hard to cope.

God knew this,
so He provided a way,
to give us comfort,
on these trying days.


Details | Rhyme | |

Does Anyone Still Preach On Sin

Does Anyone Still Preach On Sin?

Where are the preachers who
 actually preach on sin?
Where is the fire of God that 
totally consumes within?

One thing that is much 
needed this very hour.
Is God's presence and his 
majesty and power!

Many preachers seem 
worried "they may offend."
Too many are afraid they'll "lose a friend."

If they really preach God's 
word as they ought to do.
Hardly anyone would be sitting in the pew.

No wonder there's so much sin 
and perversion to be found.
The truth of God's word 
has been turned "upside down."

It's time we raise a holy
 standard in our lives.
Listening to God's word and 
no more of man's lies.

The judgement of God begins
 at his house--this is so clear.
Watch out--his righteous judgement
 is so very near!

What will you be doing, when he 
knocks at your heart's door?
Do you really know 
whom you are living for?

It's heaven or hell--there is 
no middle road in between.
It's time to confess and repent 
of all that's unclean.

It's only in Jesus...not religion... 
that will save your soul.
 Jesus waits for you and
 desires to make you whole!

By Jim Pemberton
2008


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God's Given Us His Love

God’s Given Us…  His Love

God’s given us his love.  
We don’t deserve it.
This is a free gift.  We can never earn it.

God’s given us his son. 
Who bled and died.
He was on the cross...  
And wept and cried.

God’s given us a life that’s eternal.
He wants your name to be in heaven’s journal!

God’s given us a life that’s complete.
We don’t have to live in worry and defeat.

God’s given us his mercy 
and so much more!
He is what makes life worth living for!

God’s given us his word to
 guide our every step.
His words of life…  May we never forget.

God’s given us an abundance 
of hope that’s secure!
His living water is 100 percent PURE!

God’s given to you 
another day to believe…
His gift of salvation….  Won’t you receive?

God’s gift to us …  
is more valuable than gold…
His awesome beauty is 
a treasure to behold!

Please accept God’s gift… 
 Before it’s too late…
So you too…  Can one day
 enter heaven’s gate!

By Jim Pemberton
07/30/11
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Details | Kyrielle | |

THAT DAY

Into a meadow,
I stopped by a gate

I often happened this way

Upon the stile I lent my arms,
Closing my eyes for a while

It often happened this way

Deep in my mind's eye
A vision,clear as day

They oftimes happen this way

This face of  a man,
Had become known to me

I had begun to walk His way.


A poem based upon my experience as a newly born again Christian early in 1987 when I saw the face of Jesus regularly in my mind's eye


Details | Didactic | |

Can You Spare Some Change?

they say the only people who can't change themselves are babies when they're wet
yet  most people won't even try to change when they reach the adult set
they live lives of quiet desperation, still singing the same sad songs
and can't seem to stop acting like babies no matter how right or how wrong
yet when it comes to discussing the future of modern man
scientists have discover that our behavior has gotten out of hand
we overeat, we over-drink, we smoke, we're anxious, stressed and depressed
we need to practice some restraint and change so that we can be blessed
stop looking at life in the same way and start living for the better
it's time to make some changes and stop acting like we're still bed wetters
with a need for our priorities in life to be rearranged
so I ask this question, "can you spare some change?"

If you want a genuine change and transformation to come about
it's an inside job that must occur without any hesitation or doubt
yet many desire to maintain the status quo but at the same time want progress
but that's an impossible task to accomplish so again to you I address
can you spare some change? do you desire to move forward and grow?
can you spare some change in this life that you now know?
if you've ever heard someone say, "that's not the way we used to do it"
tell them to make a change and then listen the Holy Spirit

we need to stop all the unnecessary stressing
we might miss our anointing or our blessing
let go of all that harmful behavior
standing between you and your personal Savior
stop being over-indulgent, learn to exercise and trim the fat
remove the blinders so you'll no longer be flying around like a blind bat
seek out the Lord Jesus Christ 
and let His wisdom guide your life
It's time for your attitude to be rearranged
a life altering decision, can you spare some change?

become a risk taker and step out on a limb 
be like the tax collector, Zacchaeus determined to find Him
Jesus Christ whom he needed to see
he even went so far as to climb up a sycamore tree
now reformed from a tax collecting sinner
transformed into a spiritual winner
now a disciple of the Good News
salvation at hand, no longer living confused
willing to do whatever The Lord asks for
gave half his wealth to the disadvantaged and the poor
he made a concession that was so brave and so bold
to give any he might have cheated back their money four-fold
the crowd then murmured for they found all this strange
but Zacchaeus was a man who willing to spare some change



Details | Kyrielle | |

A MAN MADE FOR US

Accessible,adjacent,adjoining
Akin and alongside-
A man made for us.

Close,connected,contigious,
Neighbourly and nigh-
A man made for us.

Mentor,mediator,moderator
'Twixt and between-
A man made or us.

Advocate and honest broker
Intervening interceder-
A man made for us.


Details | Free verse | |

Inseparable Love (Sedoka)

The father and son
Inseparable relations
Guiding the path of true faith
Love of a mother
Glorious pillar of strength
Wept at the foot of the cross


The Sedoka is an unrhymed poem made up of two three-line poems called a 
katauta with the following syllable counts: 5/7/7, 5/7/7.  A Sedoka, pair of katauta 
as a single poem, may address the same subject from differing perspectives.  
The katauta is an unrhymed three-line poem with the following syllable counts: 
5/7/7.  



Details | Couplet | |

God's Concrete Poetry/Art

Man is an excellent work of God---
His visual poetry or art, out of mud.

Being one of God’s many creations;
Man must not forget his obligations.

Thou, man know God’s everywhere;
And yet, he does not bother to care.

Either man lives by God’s command,
Or, he will not live in a promise land.  

Man must take this into consideration,
If indeed his heart craves for salvation.


Details | I do not know? | |

Keep My Faith

Lord, I believe in You and myself,
With You I can do almost anything.
Even if I'm overweight...
I believe You'll keep me alive until the day
You want me back home with you.
I'm sorry for my sins
And all of us are imperfect humans:
Debating about beliefs, greedy thieves,
And everything else you hate.
So please forgive all of us and open the gate
To Your Heavenly Kingdom.
Have Your Son save us all.
Sometimes I believe I don't deserve You
And Your Promise for Eternity,
But Your Son's words reassure me.
I feel scared of the destruction in Your Revelation,
But remember You'll keep me safe
If I just forever keep my faith.


Details | Cowboy | |

Chance Encounter

   A thousand times I have heard, 
“There but for the Grace of God...” 
but until today that phrase, 
struck me as somewhat odd. 
 
   The old Cowboy who staggered by, 
was three sheets to the wind. 
but he swept off his hat before me, 
and at the waist did bend. 
 
   “Fair Lady, how goes your day?”, 
he asked as he deeply bowed, 
his face was flush, but his manner gentile, 
and he spoke clearly, though not loud. 
 
   The politeness of his question, 
had completely caught me off guard. 
I looked into his wind-burned face, 
and saw a look that was not hard. 
 
   “My day goes well, and thank you sir.” 
was my own courteous reply. 
As I gave a small curtsy and a smile, 
I saw a twinkle in his eye. 
 
   “Oh surely, Lovely Lady, 
you have truly made my day.” 
He put on his hat, caught his bearings, 
and sauntered on his way. 
 
   No one else along the street, 
looked directly at him or spoke. 
Some looked away, while others laughed, 
and and made him the point of their joke. 

   I alone had been blessed, 
only I knew what lay inside, 
for it had been revealed to me, 
what rumpled clothes and liquor hide. 
 
   I had seen a gentleman, 
a Cowboy tried and true, 
with manners most becoming, 
a Real Man, through and through. 
 
   I was allowed to look past the fact, 
that he was poorly dressed and shod, 
I had seen the inside of a Heart, 
and the Grace placed there by God.


Details | Free verse | |

Seek Ye His Face

You! – Put the gun down!!!
Take it away from your head
Erase the thought from your mind
Overcome that worried state of mind
Get on your knees and raise your head
Call on God for help and salvation
Build up your faith and your strength
Seek help from the tip of your tongue
Rejuvenate and elevate into His flock
Seek, ask, and He shall grace you
Say it, believe, and He will touch you
Now walk with me and let’s fellowship!


Details | Concrete | |

On Earth, You and Me


        YOU                                    
                                   

                                  Inside
                            Me             This
                           Or                  No           
                            You           One 
                                   Stand

                                                                          ME                                                                    
                           


As you can see no one’s inside, neither, you or me
On earth we are but just two, there is, no she or he
Nor they, only you and me, and we’re both outside
You’re on the upper side and I’m on the lower side

Great riches is absolutely your convincing power
And from poverty, day and night, I endlessly suffer
You discreetly dislike my skin, though I am meek 
I like the color of your God given, apple-red cheek

Ah! Indeed, God created us, but is He really fair?
My mind is yelling, this is not fair! He’s, too, unfair! 
For He gave you all I like, in this world, everything
And He gave me what you dislike, only little thing

You’ve all, the looks, the wisdom, and great wealth 
I’ve poorer looks, lesser wisdom, and a poor health
You’ve all, and still, for fame, you play with a flame
O, less I got, always, your faults, I do get the blame

This is what we are; accepting the truth is not easy
But I learned a thing, when you’re, too, damn busy
Our Creator had set upon us, an ultimate equalizer
Nil counts, even if,we win the Nobel or the Pulitzer

O gee! We do have something in common, after all
I breathe, you breathe, and someday we are to fall
Now I see that God is fair, time to say, we are sorry
I don’t know if you reflected on this, do you worry?


 


Details | Bio | |

The Man With A Brown Hat

I came from the islands in the Far East 
Where the bird of prey will rise 
That’s being prophesied, but I’m sure 
I’m not that One, for I possess not the golden rule 
Though, I searched for years in Lenin’s name 
Instead, I saw an empire fell from fame
Leaving behind my Caucasian brother
Watching his home town turned grey
When the desperate bombed it
By fate, once was a sailor with wan smile
Sailing the deep blue to catch the elusive dreams
Yet, I ended up alone, drinking ouzo 
In the queen city of the Gentiles
Where I found my mortal half
She wrapped me, with her love                                               
Now, I juggle my time from here and 
To the city of lights, to be with my bloods
But my skin betrayed me
One day, when I wanted to see my god
Imprisoning me for hours and les bleus
Were questioning the colour of my skin, but
Thanks to Heaven Above, for I’m still alive
Why do others can easily spoil the beauty?
Of my beloved, and yet, I can’t even glance 
Theirs, nor taste just the smell of their soil
Without being questioned
Or, being stared from head to toe
What if I do the same? 
Non, don’t panic! I will not, for
I've no power to change the name of the game
Maybe some day, but right now
I’ll focus myself to my new found joy 
In the arts of writings
And will keep honing my craft to perfection
Till I free the miseries deep inside…
Since I saw the first dawn thirty nine years ago 
In the beautiful archipelago
Bearing the Spanish name
For she was sealed tight with a fist
People, unite and let’s make peace
Listen to the messenger of these last days
The simple things I really wish….. for all

                   
                                         
                                           
                                     
    
                          
                       


Details | I do not know? | |

Every rose has its thorn

For every time we take a breath
And every time we stop to rest,
To look around at all that grows
Embracing all the love that flows.

Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn

For every tear of sorrow we weep
The new day of thousands in forgotten sleep,
Unhinged the heart of one more soul
For King or Queen or eternal goal.

Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn

The last of the tommys lays his wreath
For next time he may lye beneath,
Reunited with friends separated long ago
To re-live the highest high and the lowest low.

Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn

For every rose
For every thorn
For every darkness
Unveils a new morn


Details | Didactic | |

Crazy 'Bout Christ

people never could understand me.
heck.  i can't even understand myself.
some things i don't even try to understand.
some things i'd just accept.

me. . . many people would describe me with just one word.
one simple word called crazy.

they say i'm a bit harder to get along with.
or maybe it's just because i'm different.

no one ever could "get with it".
no one ever could understand what i represent.
and the ones that were supposed to rep. with me
somehow ended up a hypocrite.

but that's alright 'cause i don't mind rollin' solo.
and in the end, when Christ comes back
he'll know who was there to defend his name.
and the ones in the world playin' sin like a game will get played back.

it's almost like that saying "once you go black you never go back"
but for me it's:  "once you rollin' with Christ you never go back."
'Cause he keeps you safe from Satin's attacks.

it's so hard to explain these things that i'm saying
but when it comes to Christ i just ain't playin

yeah. . . many people would describe me with just one word.
many times i don't even try to understand 
and this, i could even accept.
i just can't help it if i'm crazy about Christ.

he's the one that's been there for me when no one else can be.
and he's the one who cares for me when everyone else leaves.
so the fact of the matter is. . .
he's the only one i need.

so you can try to break me down with your words but they don't even matter.
you can call me crazy or use other words to describe me
but i don't give your words another thought.
you're not my savior.
Christ's the one that paid the cost.

i'm his child.
he's the only one i aim to please.
and I'll do it all my life
even if i do look crazy.


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Rejoice (Tanka)

Rejoicing in life
soul’s jubilation singing
raising of voices

Praises of joy unto Him
uplifting mortal spirit



Comments:    The Japanese tanka dating back to the 5th Century has a format of 
five lines:  the first has five syllables. The second has seven syllables. The third 
has five syllables.  The forth and fifth lines have seven syllables each. The 
pattern is 5/7/5/7/7 for a total of thirty-one syllables.  This one is about rejoicing.


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What Hurts

You know what hurts the most
what hurts the most is when you a total stranger treats you better than who you`re 
with
It hurts the most when you turn to your friends,and they`re the ones that ends up 
hurting you the most.
It hurts the most when you go to your family for comfort, and in return of what you 
ask for they turn their back, stick their nose up at you as if you were a stranger off 
the street.
It hurts the most when kids are having kids.
It hurts the most when females no longer respect their values as a LADY, 
MOTHER, and COMPANION.
It hurts the most when men don`t respect women for what they are WORTH.
It hurts the most when you put your all,then to watch it just slip away right in your 
face and you can`t do absoutely anything about it.
It hurts the most when you see people who are addicts.
It hurts the most when we as society can`t see that the government don`t really 
care about us.
It hurts the most when those who are fortunate can`t look at for those less 
fortunate.
It hurts the most when you see how the world is.
It hurts the most when society can not respect and overlook me as being black, a 
lady, and a LESBIAN.
It hurts the most when young boys and girls are not getting the right information 
aboutschool, sex, and drugs.
Final It hurts the most when people forget there is a GOD.


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Once broken, but not destroyed!

As I look back over my life, my heart was broken but I wasn’t destroyed,
Many people tried to take advantage of me like I was some kind of a toy.
When I was a child, I had this fixation that I knew what love is all about, 
I cried a lot because that was the only way for me to get things out.
As a teenager, I lost the dearest person to me, who was my mother,
I was angry with God because the pain that I felt was like no other.
My parents taught me how to be the best Christian all I can be,
When I finally got to know God for myself, I was definitely set free.
As I became older I carried around so much hurt and so much pain,
I know I wasn’t easy to deal with, but the family must have felt drained.
At times I had to express my anger by fighting and hurting myself,
The more I keep writing, one day I will see my book on the bookstore shelf
The most devastating thing I remember was the time I was raped,
At the time it was happening I didn’t have the strength to escape.
It also hurt when no one had faith enough to believe in me,
I tried to deal with the rape by becoming rebellious as I can be.
I thought by going to talk to a psychiatrist would have helped replace my anger,
Instead of making things better, he just helped himself on me and putting me in 
danger.
I didn’t want to live after all these things that happened in my life,
If I had killed myself, today I wouldn’t have become a wife.
A lot of people thought that I wouldn’t make something of myself,
They would look down on me like I was some kind of weird elf.
Through all of this, God showed me what TRUE love was all about.
I have to give him all the praise and honor with a loud shout.
I was a type of person that was definitely misunderstood,
I just wanted somebody to take the time out with me if they could.
Well, the devil thought that I was destroyed but I was yet broken,
I can truly say that I’m no longer his rebellious T-O-K-E-N


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Friends

If you ever feel a little sad
or things seem a little blue
always remember that 
i'll always  be there for you
a listening ear i'll always be willing to  lend
for such a dear and valuable friend
you are special as special as can be
if you ever need a friend
you can always count on me.

Jesus is always our one 
and true friend we can always  count on him. Jesus  said that if we call upon him he will 
answer us. pslam 34:17
everyone who asks recives. and he who seeks find and to him who knocks it shall be 
opened. Luke 11:10    He will never let you down.AMEN.


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The Human Race

There is seriously something wrong
With the entire human race
Common sense has left the premises
And ignorance has taken its place
I take a look around me 
And everywhere I look
The ones who hide from reality
Are in every corner and nook
These people walk around blind
To the reasons we all exist
To laugh would be absurd
But there are times I can’t resist
Some of them are so blinded
By their ignorance in truth
That there’s no hope left for those
Who refuse to believe in You
The rest of us can preach
And do our best to teach
But there’s only so much you can do
For those not wanting to be reached;
I pray that you forgive them
They know not what they do
Their heads are filled with nothing
That would really matter to You;
Like whom they know
And where they’ve been
Or what they can do with their hands
If it’s real and they can hold it
That’s all these people can get
For to have to deal with reality
Seems to leave them with anxiety
And talk they’d rather not
They’d rather hide in their ignorant world
Maybe wonder of you from time to time
But if it’s not real to them 
They’ll only listen to a lie.


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:DREAMS LOST FOREVER:

                                 Dreams are lost forever as people die,
The people left behind can do nothink but wipe away tears from there eyes,
                   Theres a million sad faces when some one is lost,
                                          And the People left behind,
                                      Are the ones who count the cost,
                    You can sense and smell the person moving in your home,
                                      And you know deep in your heart,
                                               You will never be alone,
                                               Dreams are lost forever,
                                                        As people die,
                                          But they are gone to Heaven,
                                                   So please dont cry;
                                                                 "BY"
                                                  THE WARRIOR POET
                                                           "E.J.HEALY"
                                                     --------------------------


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God Beautifully Created Us


God Beautifully Created Us! God beautifully created us with unique features. Because of sin, we’ve become fallen creatures. God deigned us to have fellowship with him! But that was broken, on account of SIN! God formed us out of the dust of the ground… His wonderful creation was made all around! God had a purpose and a plan in mind. He wanted to be a part of mankind. This was broken because of Adam and Eve’s fall. But through Christ… He’s made a way after all! Through Christ we have access to God’s throne. He died for us so we can make heaven our home! His gift of mercy is for all to receive! Won’t you accept him? And believe? By Jim Pemberton


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what if

what if i wasnt going to live until tomoorow
would you notice that i am gone?
what if i died suddenly in a car accident
would your grievence period be long?
what if i were to have your child
would you stay for me or for the baby?
what if i showed up at your door with my heart in my hands
would you love me or just think i was crazy?
what if i just walked away
and left this world in the blink of an eye?
would someone say a kind word
or  will you all just lie?
what if i try so hard and never make it 
past the spot that i am in?
what if all my good deeds
never can out weigh all of my sin?
what if i never stop loving you
and always be there?
how long would it take you to notice
that i really do care?
what if i move on and fall in love
with anther?
would you then tell me your feelings 
or would you hide like a stone cold brother?
what if i always loose 
and never have a chance to overcome?
what if i never love again
and you were truely the one?
what if you never relize 
that you hurt me so?
what if i never get the chance 
to ever let you know?
what if i dont remember 
the way things used to be?
will i ever really know
the true meaning of me?
what if i keep pushing you away
only to want you more?
what if the game i play suddenly
makes me a whore?
waht if i cant undo
all that i ahve done?
what if i never stop
blaming it all on the chosen one?


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Breaking Barriers (2005)

With difference comes a barrier 
A bus is an all people carrier
A bus is the world we journey through
Break it in pieces and our journey will not peruse
God is love, and loves us all
So why do followers create such a big wall
Different rivers, but all to the same sea
Single leaves to the same tree
Different mugs with the same tea
A Muslim, Christian and Hindu are all human just like you and me
Divisions grow inside of religion
Diversity has veiled the true vision
Moral righteous vs. an open a heart
Respect each other and tear the barriers apart


I'm sick of conflict between different Relgions


poemsbyrb@hotmail.com




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My Beliefs

This is a glimpse 
Of what I believe
As far as religion,
And my personal creed
You don’t have to like it
Nor do you have to agree
Just trying to show you
A little of what makes me, me
First off, let’s get this straight
I don’t follow any certain faith
I’m simply a Christian
 Who loves His Praise
Yes I believe in Heaven
And yes I believe in Hell
But I also believe, in purgatory as well
Along with reincarnation
Of the spirit within all;
I know this may sound weird to some
And others may very well relate
But this is the base,
Of my religious convictions
Put together in the only form 
I know how to translate;
I wasn’t raised on religion
I found it own my own
I know that I’m forgiven
For the things I didn’t know
I know He stands beside me
Through all the good and bad
He guides my when I’m lost
And cheers me when I’m sad
His miracles are shed upon me
Sometimes in multitudes
If only I could explain these wonders
So you had a better view
My soul is filled with His Spirit
His forgiveness never ceases to astound
He’ll love you so completely
And never let you down
His wisdom far exceeds
The likes of any man you know
Man will never know the mysteries
They so often try to disclose,
Scientist and Atheists
Both stand on common ground
All too often they don’t believe
For physical evidence can’t be found
I find these people shallow
And fervently pray for their souls
And this is a special message
For people just like those
Satan is still among us
Whether you choose to believe or not
And if you have no religion
Then your soul he has surely got
He loves to feed on your tears
To push the limit of your fears
He loves to poison your mind
With the lies he so likes to tell
He will surely guide you 
Straight to the gates of Hell
His work is all around us
His powers are close to Gods
He is the master of deceit
Trust him you should not;
So look deep inside yourself
And try to see who you are
And if you don’t see anything
Then you should listen to your heart
The Lords Grace is all around us
Amidst this devils lair
His people are among us
For there are angels everywhere!










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vignette-SNAKES IN THE GRASS

Jannes & Jambres cast their spell
On the ground their rods fell
Moses,brother did the same
In each rod a serpent became
Aaron's consumed them both,to verify God's oath

More @ Ex 7: & *:7 & 9:11 Num 22:22 & 2 Tim 3:8


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"THERE'S SOMEONE WHO CARES FOR YOU !!!"

There's  someone  who  cares  for  you
No  matter  what  you  do
And  it  doesn't  matter  what  you  go  through
Somebody  else  has  been  there  too.
Sometimes  things  have  been rough
Times  when  even  I've  had   enough
But  I  stayed  strong, and  remain  tough.
For  I  know  that  things  won't  be  this  way  always
Because  yet  to  come are  better  days.
Just  trust, and  believe  with  all  of  your  heart
Then  say  a  prayer  and  Jesus  will  do  his  part.
Without  him  we'll  always  fall
When  in  the  beginning  he  should've  been  the  1st  we call.
So  now  that  we  know  what  we  are  to  do
With  just  little  bit  of  faith, we  must  stay  true.



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A Tale of My Sisters

 
With nimble imploring    
 
Of a tale found quite pretentious,
 
I found:
 
My sisters, my comrades,
 
Obtained skills some found offensive.
 
They roamed the hills of Scotland,
 
Burdened with hope enough for nations,
 
And every time our Mother cried,
 
Witnessed imprudent brutalization.
 
Through lands both waste and riches,
 
Continued on:
 
A solemn pilgrimage;
 
Armed with only incantations,
 
And herbs:
 
A witch's privilege.
 
Morrigan has told my spirit
 
What Brigid tried to say,
 
Men without us are monsters,
 
But their minds are such as clay.
 
That is why we carry on 
 
Our nomadic occupation,
 
Driven from villages as The Dragon dies,
 
Though what we bring's salvation.
 
I've seen my sisters burn on poles,
 
Through lights: Theatre Magic,
 
Everyone was awed indeed,
 
My sisters' fates were tragic.
 
So to ensure insure 
 
'Twas not in vain,
 
I set forth in expedition,
 
To find the valley between the hills,
 
That my sisters' lore has mentioned.


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His Testament (Sedoka)

Joseph His servant
Enslaved by those in the dark
A female falsely accused
Delivered by God
Displayed a heart of pure gold
True testament of God’s love


Comments:   One does not have to look too far in today's society to find a modern 
day Joseph. The Sedoka is an unrhymed poem made up of two three-line 
poems called a katauta with the following syllable counts: 5/7/7, 5/7/7.  A Sedoka, 
pair of katauta as a single poem, may address the same subject from differing 
perspectives.  The katauta is an unrhymed three-line poem with the following 
syllable counts: 5/7/7.  This Sedoka highlights Joseph, God’s noble servant and 
dreamer


Details | Senryu | |

Season of Peace

Mean spiritedness
Shall not prevail this season
Peace to all mankind


Details | I do not know? | |

The Reapers Call

Loathing and choking in a smoke filled hall,
life passing by as I begin to fall,
fiery depths has taken its toll,
eternally falling as death takes its call,
meaningless choices in life,
as the reaper Say's hi,
I turn my cheek to say good bye,
hopeless to cry,
life is done and now its good bye!
as the light passes over I wander,
a endless journey in a new world before me,
Loathing in death and endless mourning,
tears of joy and hopeless tormenting,
I heath the call to end it all,
leaning forward to a endless fall,
Fields of joy,
Filld with light,
I walk through an endless night,
no exit or escape,
I run towards a hooded man in a cape,
eyes crimson with fury,
and a scythe at hand,
skin grey like stone,
in a soft voice he whispers to me,
the end is here and your to stay,
life is pointless if you throw it away!
peace and understanding to all,
by the moon and the stars,
we give freedom of worship,
to all,
freedom of the mind,
Heart, spirit and soul,
open your eyes to a new understanding,
of the world around you,
if you all took the time to breath,
you might see a better way,
Aces over kings,
empowerment is the key,
pure of hearts,
ritual of clubs,
spades of hell roam the hearts of sheep of Eden,
Truth comes in time and essence,
life goes on and so does Wicca for eternity!


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Heaven

I died and went to Heaven last week.
Life up here is great but life on Earth was bleak.
People were mean to me on Earth and it brought me to tears.
But people treat me like I'm a winner up here.
The streets are made of gold and the people don't cuss or yell.
I'm really glad that I came here instead of going to Hell.
I met God yesterday and he said that he loves me.
Now my life is great and I'll be here for eternity.


Details | Ballad | |

WHEN YOUR DAY IS NOT GOING WELL

When your day is not going well,
look around to find someone to tell
your problems and worries to...
unless you  lose heart and hope 
and make you empty and blue,
but will you cope with your hurt?

The wonderful joy of being alive:
lies in the secret of facing your struggles,
and change despair into love;
many don't try hardly enough...
they give up and wait for miracles...
others erase their pain with a laugh!

When your day is not going well,
try to say a short and simple prayer:
that'll give you more strenght to bear...
and if misery knocks you down, stand up again,
and start looking at life with new eyes;
all the way through...your courage will arise!

Finding a better way is very pratical,
and when you reach your goal...
you'll lend your kind hand
to even passing strangers,
and love them as your very special friends;
then you won't be lonely and sad!


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NO WHERS CHILD

She doesn’t belong here and she doesn’t belong there.
She really doesn’t belong anywhere.
She has no dad but that’s neither bad nor sad.
He did not want a daughter and he really didn’t want to be a father.

People heard her cries up until his last good byes.
He caused a girl to die
And a young lady to try to make a place in this world,
But she wishes looking in the mirror at a child’s face
That she could disappear without a trace.

She has a cold heart with an untold sole tarring her apart.
She’s not a child nor woman,
But between worlds caged with an unforgotten rage of hiding in a closet from a fear so undoubtedly clear.

Every time she hears her brother’s cries she tries to understand the smack of his hand.
She wants to be a bird that would fly away
Or maybe if she’s good she will die and god will take her like she would always pray.

She goes astray to starve herself hoping the good lord will make his play instead of making her stay.
She has no fears because she was washed in god’s tears.
He hears her cry and holds out his hand so she can take a stand.
He is all she has to believe in when she grieves.
The pain follows him as he blesses the road she chose.

The children laugh and mock,
But it’s his word she will always talk.
She so desperately wants to belong
But every place seems so wrong.
She longs to be in heaven where she feels safe
And where god deals with all her tears he hears.

With what this entire world has pilled
No matter where she goes
She will always be a nowhere’s child.


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MANY JUST LIVE MEANINGLESS LIVES...

Many just live meaningless lives...
not caring a bit for others,
and devine goodness 
is not found in them; and when they''die:
nobody will remember them...mourn or cry!

While I'm living,I'll make sure:
I will love and be loved by others,
and my kindness will flow like a rich river...
until it finds the widest ocean!
I will resist to be tempted by iniquity,
and put a stronghold between me and lechery,
because it caused me much grief before...
and tried to destroy me along with my mission!

Many just live meaningless lives...
wasting them away, worrying about the world's cares;
retaining old habits...treading a path:
trampling, instead of walking upright!
Many just live meaningless lives,
living in fear...daunted by perils,
because they don't live by faith,
but by any means of contempt and unrighteousness!

If thoughts and greedy ways 
are meant to please others,
not giving you perfect choices, 
take them out of your actions...
look up and believe you can change everything
for the sake of salvation,which is free and fulfilling!
 
Many just live meaningless lives,
and wait for good luck to bring them riches;
what's missing in their worthless lives
can't be replaced by them,
but by a spiritual transformation... 
as shrewd as intuition!   


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Spiritual Warfare

Spiritual warfare
Is not always out there
At times it’s within our sphere
He sits on the throne with an open ear
Waiting for you to meet him there
 
Spiritual warfare
Some may fear
Seek ye His face 
Be blessed with His loving care
Believe in his love…none can compare
 
Meditate on His words
Develop wisdom in His kingdom
Cleanse the soul, thus—
Making one whole
He fills the least with untold gold
 
Ten thousand angels
Lifting one by the hands
Always believe in His plans 
Spiritual warfare
Against God’s saints
Shall not stand!
 
 


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Be the Salt

Don't carry the dead back home
Leave them better left alone
Time will come to face those fears
Now your debts are in arrears
Grab the living by the hand
Tell them you still have a plan
Even beggarly and small
somehow rise above it all
Be the salt and not the dross
Claim the win and not the loss
Someone needs you to be strong
Fake it, make it right or wrong
"Till you really reach the place
where you learn to turn your face
to the only one who knows
how your inner garden grows.


Details | Senryu | |

His Faith

Faith is evidence
Inner substance of our souls
God fulfilling needs


Details | I do not know? | |

How I Want To Live

Sometimes my mind is clouded,
and I can't see through.
I don't know where to turn,
and I don't know what to do.

I'm disappointed in myself
for my grades,
but it was my choice.
It was the game i choose to play.

People make me mad,
and people make me sick,
But i'm always going to ride or die for my man,
because I'm his down ass chick.

I have big dreams 
that I'm going to make come true,
but people don't take me seriously...
...if they only knew!

People upset me, 
and make me mad.
I can't ever seen to please anyone,
while they all seem to make me sad.

Through everything, by my side
is my man...
for I have no doubt that doing my wrong,
is his plan.

I guess this is life,
and this is how it is.
But as long as my man is by my side...
This... is how I want to live.


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Ezra

To the hands that held copper
in red, gleaming red
in open palms brimming
in value, like gold
To these hands of faith
with utensils and bowls
stone upon stone was restored.
To the eyes that wept tears
in streams, silver streams
and saw sleeveless garments
rent and unfrayed
To these eyes of sorrow
penitence stayed
to be vessels unearthed for devotion
To the wonderment breathing
of incense and prayer
on knees buckled under
with no hesitation
To this man of faith
with divine restoration
a people, a nation redeemed.


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Soul Ties

Soul ties are tight like crazy glue.Who could ever get through?Stuck twisted,and  
bonded,can't really hide it.
Soul ties:listening to the continuous lies and the fake alibis underneath that dark 
disguise.
Soul ties are so deep that they cause me to creep.Making me feel so cheap 
inside where the Holy Ghost can't abide.Because there is so much sin inside of 
me,causing my maker to turn away due to the sin I've created that burdens Him  
everyday.
Soul ties are like cancer that will cause you not to answer the call of the parakleet.
Come and be restored.Take the mindset to be free and walk into God's liberty.
Soul ties can make or breaker you.A soul tie with our maker is burden-lifter and a 
yoke breaker;the finisher of all my fights with much delight.I don't have to fight 
anymore.
A soul tie can make or break you .Which one will you choose?Or will you continue 
to abuse the soul and unite with savages that cannot make you whole? 
Continuing the cycles of twists and turns and down in  hell where the(flesh) will 
burn.
Soul ties:which tie will you take?Jesus is on His way.Get it right today  without  
delay.Release the sin today so you can be on your way.
Soul ties:which one will you choose?Today,again, I say Jesus is coming any 
day.Choose to connect with Jesus.He'll lead the way.
Soul ties: which one will you choose?With Jesus you can't lose.
Soul tie with Him today!


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Just for Me

In the past I remember how things were so simple
When I was little my cheeks had such cute dimples
Looking back I remember how sweet I was as a child
When I think again my heart told me I was so wild
Yet, in time my simple choices was revealed as true as anyone
The reason I was the way I am today, I did things, to get done
Finishing lots of my undone ideas was so incredibly hard
So I figure my heart and choices should never hold in no bard
I never thought I would learn heart aches and pain
With such under statement I did things for no gain
I was a child who held true to what he has learned
But as we got older those kinda perspective would get me burned
When I made up my mind that people was not kind
I led myself in a confusion that I was blind
In the past I do recall that seeing is believing
So I was the one who stood their with friends leaving
Alone, I felt I did not belong, I cherish each person who knew me
I got older too see how the world works it stung me like a bee
The feeling of tingling ran through my vain
My view of the world and people who knew me was stained
Now I know they are out for their selves with no kind feelings
Life I know is just a joke because of who I hung out with seeing
Today as I look at the world it is in such shambles and astray
And rather fallow everyone I just walk away


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Thoughts and Dreams

So many dreams, so many thoughts 
Going through my mind
Although it seems, I may have lots
I still need to find

A way to put these dreams,
These thoughts into motion
Because sometimes is seems, 
I just make a commotion

About the good that could be done
About how I should act
About the direction I could run
About how I should react
To each and every one

But what good are my thoughts
What good are my dreams
Unless I find the means
To make them a reality
Unless I find a way
To make them part
Of each and every day

So I won’t just think about
And then right away doubt
The good that could be done
The way I could act
The direction I could run
The way I could react
To each and everyone
The victory that could be won

Instead when I see
The part I could play
I won’t doubt but believe
That there is a way 
To put these dreams
These thoughts, into action
Because now it seems
It might give me satisfaction

To be the person, to be the one, 
Who doesn’t just dream
About the direction he could run
Who doesn’t just think
About the victory. that could be won
But does the things,
 the thoughts and dreams
That have long been, left undone


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There is a Heaven to Gain and a Hell to Shun

The Scriptures teach that there is a Heaven to gain and a Hell to shun !

We Preachers need to pass the Word,
for there are far too Many which have never heard.

The world mocks and says "all my friends shall be there",
The Lord says that there shall be "no parties for them to share".

The rich man asked Abraham to send Lazarus,
The Lord sent Jesus the best He had for us.

Today we think that "the rich man and the wealthy" are truly blest,
The Bible teaches that for all eternity without Jesus they will have no rest...

The beggar Lazarus did not enter Heaven because he ate crumbs and dogs 
licked his soars nor because in this life he did suffer,
He entered paradise because he believed by faith what Moses and the Prophets 
had offered !

Miracles cannot save nor people rising from the dead will change the hearts of 
men,
It is the preaching of God's Word for faith in them to be heard the Spirit to 
convince them.

The heat truly is extreme, dark as sackcloth shall be the sight, Mankind shall 
scream:
No rest for them, their names forgotten, teeth shall they gnash, no room for them 
to even dream...

Will you use your "wealth and lend us your health",
To get the message out for now is the time to "SHOUT" !

God save us all and give us all angels wings:

Help us to bring plenty of persons with us to those gates of pearl,
For we know that Thou doth Love this World !

So Preachers preach and Teachers teach:

For there are many that if they were to die shall receive eternal pain...

For they were never told the message to God RUN !
Because there is a Heaven to gain and a Hell to SHUN !

(You never know it could be your family, friends or loved ones, if only we had 
shared)


by William Tell - (based on Luke 16:19-31)


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A Mother's Love


A Mother’s Love… How precious is the love of a mother’s heart! Even as a child… It’s there from the start. A mother’s love knows no boundary or limit. It’s often shown by how much the mother gives it! Whether her children are young or growing old… And whatever circumstances in life may unfold… Her love is continually a solid foundation… That can’t be removed, torn or shaken. Her love is what is a “guiding force…” Even if her children’s lives stray “off course.” I’m thankful for the love my mother’s given… It’s surely influenced the way I’ve been livin’! To all of our mothers across our great nation… May we show them our love and appreciation! Their love has stood and endured the test of time… I’m so glad that one of them is MINE! By Jim Pemberton


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The Hospital Fairyland

THE HOSPITAL FAIRYLAND

They walked together, hand in hand,
Into life’s magical fairyland.
Where there was no trouble, where there was no pain.
Where life could really, begin all over again.
Where were no men in little white coats.
Forcing you all, to stuff drugs down your throats.
Forcing you to do, what you didn’t want to.
Telling you it was all for the best, for you,
People shouting, people crying.
Most of the people talking about dying.
What is this hell, we’ve all come to?
It’s called coming off drugs, we all have It to go through.
Where will it end, what will we do?
None of us really, has a clue.
We are given more pills, we are told, we have to take.
To the men in white coats, life’s a piece of cake.
We are the prisoners, they guard the doors.
Some try to creep out, on all fours.
Into hell and back, we go for a ride.
Eventually if we’re lucky, we come out the other side.
Where we can walk, hand in hand.
Into life’s magical Fairyland.
Where there is trouble, where there is pain.
But at least we can start, living again.


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I HAVE NO REGRETS FROM MY PAST

Tomorrow is never promised, yesterday has passed
We must live for the moment, today will not last
When I seek His face each night and day
He gently guides me to walk life His way
With my old damaged life left in the past
I am now and forever finally free at last
In a world of reality
Our dreams turned into a fantasy
He loves me with a pure unconditional love
A love He sent to me from the Heaven's above
Gone is the agony from painful past years
It is Jesus who now calms my fears and dries my tears
Sure we all try to forget.
The yesterdays of regret.
What lies beyond tomorrow no one truly knows;
But as sure as there’s a future past tomorrow is where it goes
Yesterdays is where my memory stays
Thinking of old and innocent ways
Gone are the days I chased with haste
For not a moment did I waste
Relaxing in the sun, my remaining days
I have of no regrets in thinking of the times of yesterdays











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God's beautiful creation

God's creation is beautiful
from the cenary  right down to the birds  that sing
God's creation is beautiful in each and everything
God's creation is beautiful if we look around we will see
God's creation is beautiful
including you and me,  

when you look up  at the stars at night, always remember that you are precious in his sight,   wow  God bless you all         

 How majestic his his Name  Amen 

	 O Lord, our Lord, your majestic name fills the earth!
Your glory is higher than the heavens.
2	 You have taught children and infants
to tell of your strength,*
silencing your enemies
and all who oppose you.
3	 When I look at the night sky and see the work of your fingers—
the moon and the stars you set in place—
4	 what are people that you should think about them,
mere mortals that you should care for them?*
5	 Yet you made them only a little lower than God*
and crowned them* with glory and honor.
6	 You gave them charge of everything you made,
putting all things under their authority—
7	 the flocks and the herds
and all the wild animals,
8	 the birds in the sky, the fish in the sea,
and everything that swims the ocean currents.
9	 O Lord, our Lord, your majestic name fills the earth!


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"BEING FALSELY ACCUSED!!!"

Being falsely accused
This can leave a very bad bruise
And at the end someone will loose
Because somebody can't handle the news
Being falsely accused isn't good
When the person not doing the things that you think they should
I know it's not all about me,but it's not all about you
God knows the words we say,and every thing we do
People so often fail to realize there's 2 sides to every story
So just give Jesus all the praise,and glory.


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When The Sun Rises

Dear God, when the sun rises,
I can only wish for a better day.
I'm not looking for consolation prizes;
I know life can't go entirely my way.

I just want to love and be loved,
To have hope and a great faith.
Sometimes the choices in life are tough,
After sunrise creates a new day.



©2013 Honestly JT


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I'm Going Home

,

Lord thank you for this life,
As I have lived a full life,
It was not always as I would have like,
But I lived it to the best of what I could,
I’m going home; Home to the place I want to be,
I’m going home to Jesus where He waits for me,
I have been a long weary believer, 
As I’ve been away to long,
I now know what I’ve been searching for, 
As He's been there in me all along,
I’m going home; Home is the place I want to be,
I’m going home to Jesus where He waits for me,
I have been and seen lots of places in life’s journey,
Now I yearn for familiar faces in familiar places,
I hear familiar voices calling me to come home, 
I see familiar faces looking at me,
I’m going home; Home is the place I want to be,
I’m going home to Jesus where He waits for me,
My time is near, the hour I know not,
I see Jesus' face across the Heaven’s,
I hear His soft sweet voice calling me home,
 I can’t wait for my real life to begin,
I’m going home; Home is the place I want to be,
I’m going home to Jesus where He waits for me.

By; Rev. Samuel and Esta Mack, OMS
Copyright 2011

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Smile

Sense of humour, elevating our spirits
Musing over the simple things in life, rejoicing at what we find
Imagination stimulated, childlike, seeing the wonders in life
Light heartedness, laughing at one’s self!
Everything as it is meant to be, smiling, enjoying, the gift of life


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Paratrooper's Gracious Descent—Mother Earth Below

It was the day I wanted the most
Yet dreaded as the worst,
Seeing the jumpmaster’s eyes
Way up there in the sky,
Waiting for the scream
“This is a paratroopers’ dream
Stand in the door—lean and mean!”
C130 paratrooper’s Jet, 1500 feet above earth
M16 Weapon by my side, ready to hit the dirt 

Knees bent as a dog’s leg on the ledge
Crackling nerves on screeching edge
Cotton dried mouth like a Sahara’s wedge
Soldier before me threw up his lunch
Stomach flipping—fear gripping  
Paratrooper’s static lines scraping, moving
Shinny brand new paratrooper’s boots 
Shivering to a shuffling groove
Trembling to its new roots

Cold palms slippery from sweating
Camouflaged face twitching like electric shocking
Eyes like a road map dredged with red
Boots shuffling towards the elliptical edge
Heard the jumpmaster’s words 
“Go, go, go—jump soldier!”
I felt like a lonely hanging leaf 
Growing from the side of a cliff
Just dangling in the breeze
Like a trapeze with distance in between

The moment of truth arrived
Saw the green paratrooper’s light
Heard the Jumpmaster’s voice—“Go!”
Cannonball leap into the rushing breeze 
Wings of angels—still praying all the more
One thousand…two…three…four…
Parachute opened above—“Puff!”
Then I knew from the Lord
As I descended safely below
I am still His beloved!




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This Aint Real

Your face, 
Made a fake smile, (you said)
I love you,
I need you,
I want you just for a while,
You told me,
That I made you smile,
All the things you said to me,
Are just words now,
How can we love,
When you love me for yourself,
(This Aint Love)

Chorus: 2x
What are we doin,
If this love ain't real,
What is this feeling,
That I feel,

I'm broken in emotion,
I'm broken in love, (you said)
I need you,
I want you
You're the only one,
I'm thinkin of, (so tell me)
How can we love, 
When there's always someone else,
(This Aint Love)

Chorus 2x
Bridge:
How can we love,
When there's always someone else,
How can we make up,
When you only love me for yourself,

verse #3:
You got me imprisoned, 
Inside your heart,
When kissed
I felt, Like we,
Would never be apart,
chorus 2x

 


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What Is This Church All About

What Is This Church All About?

Is this church meant for people like me?
Is this where God really wants me to be?

They claim to be filled with God’s spirit.
When it comes to HIS truth...  Can they give it?

I’m sure there’s many who come and attend
It’s more than “church on Sunday,” that we must spend!

We must reach out to the lost and the oppressed!
After all, Christ gave us his very best!

May we all preach the gospel and God’s holiness!
And strive to seek his awesome righteousness!

Living for Jesus must be a daily walk and experience!
Not simply based on our “ambitious self appearance.”

God isn’t interested in a denomination or a title…
He wants to know…  Do we really believe the Bible?

He’s not interested in the money put in the offering plate.
He wants to know; “Are you ready
 to enter heaven’s gate?”

May we strive to serve Jesus with a zeal and passion!
And be filled with his holiness and compassion!

May we serve Jesus from a heart of humbled confession!
And making our commitment to him,
 our #1 possession!

“Unless the Lord builds the house.”  
They labor in vain that build it!
Let’s seek the power of God! 
May his presence completely fill it!!

By Jim Pemberton    


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LOVE

Loyalty
One self
Virtuous
Eternity


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Women

You women
Know how to make 
The best of what you've got in you
You do it everyday in your life


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A Farewell To The Travelers

A Farewell To The Travelers (On The Bhoja Airlines Plane Crash)
 
With pace does darkness conquer light,
when mounts the sun the dying toll,
spied an aura grim my wistful sight,
for had poisoned all, a single bowl;
captive of death as it life betrayed,
the awakened --to the resting prayed,
"Oh! Farewell the mornings vanished pole".
 
Life comes with such a temporal mien,
has it plucked the wings of future how,
though pillows of respite --I had seen,
but these feathers do no sleep allow;
do fly swift! The binders of this cause,
your pause of age, is our ageless pause--
"So, farewell the birds of heavens now".
 
But, soul a machine that does not cease,
yet it fools us from our time of birth;
pass on, move towards the restful peace,
but, secluded stays its pensive worth;
Until the day, we shall meet again
at some wondrous unknown valley then.
"Ah! Farewell the travelers of this earth".
 
R.N.Khan, © 2012


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Mind and Sound

Only light can penetrate the 
darkness
that resides in the default state 
of mind
I descend from beta to delta 
through
binaural beats; instantly caught 
between frequencies beyond 
time 

I absorb amplitudes of acoustic 
energy
and I learn to just be earth 
Since I am the earth 
and because I am of
the one that is the source of its 
existence, 
I've owned the power of 
omnificence 

I realize now that I AM because
HE is since I am from that, a 
descendant 
Created in the image of a 
thought
and a feeling from the 
Universal Mind
I tune in to this vibration from 
rhythmic
pulse that manipulates 
subconscious minds

Immersed  between 4 and 7 
hertz;
brainwaves halt to a conscious 
sleep
All  chakras are aligned shining 
crown energy 
and now my consciousness 
begins to reap! 
and light begins to penetrate 
the harmonious beams
that were already there
constant and always there 

is now flooded with sound 
patterns
that force brainwaves to submit 
to power
of omnipresent sound that 
always was 
and always will be connected to 
the Source from which I came
so I extend exponentially 
beyond;
physical time and space

I long to embrace the intensity 
of gamma rays
I give way to the coded sounds 
that resonate from the inner 
core
and continue to connect 
through the binaural beats that 
-  
remind me of before

Always familiar but ignored
until found by gaining 
knowledge of self
I listen with the intent to excel 
while reaping an abundance of 
benefits and rewards
Listen!! 
It's already yours

Just reach out and grab it 
as long as intention and ego is 
checked
the universe will correspond 
accordingly
it will deliver a life to you divine 
and orderly
Just listen to the sounds that 
were there from before
They will guide to to the 
vibration from the core
and it will guide you to connect 
directly with the source 




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Looking Inside

Keep looking
upward, onward, forward…
oh, don’t forget, to look inward!

~~~~~~~***~~~~~~~
© Joseph, 1/2/09
© All Rights Reserved
~~~~~~~***~~~~~~~

Joseph S. Spence, Sr., is the author of "The Awakened One Poetics" (2009), which is 
published in seven different languages. He invented the Epulaeryu poetry form, which 
focuses on succulent cuisines and drinks. He is published in various forums, including the 
World Haiku Association; Poetinis Druskininku, Milwaukee Area College, Phoenix Magazine; 
Möbius Poetry, and Taj Mahal Review to name a few. Joseph is a Goodwill Ambassador for 
the state of Arkansas, USA, a college faculty, and a military veteran.

~~~~~~~***~~~~~~~


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This Memorial Day We Salute Our Veterans

We salute every soldier who’s
 served this great nation.
And offer a heart of thanks
 and appreciation!

We salute each member 
of our armed forces.
And are thankful for their
 efforts and resources!

We salute the many who 
protect our borders too.
We’d be in trouble…  
If not for people like YOU!

We salute every son and 
daughter lost in a war.
YOU are what serving this
 country is meant for!

We salute the officers who’ve 
guided our women and men.
Our prayers are with you!  
And our love from within!

We salute our veterans!  
Wherever they may be!
Those who served on
 land, air and sea!

Offering prayer to the
 Lord is our belief…
That he will guide our
 Commander-in-Chief!

As we observe 
Memorial Day this year…
Let’s offer our soldiers
 love, hope and cheer…

May God bless them in
 all they endeavor
And his peace be with them
 today and forever!!

By Jim Pemberton  
05/21/10


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What Do People Go to Church For

What Do People Go to Church For?

In our church’s efforts to be contemporary...
Many things are brought into the sanctuary.

Many seem eager to “bring in the crowd.”
It’s almost like just about anything’s allowed.

Many of the old hymns are often “cast out...”
To get closer to the world is what church is often about.

A call for holiness or repentance?  You got to be kidding!
This often doesn’t quite fit into people’s way of living!

Let’s simply come and sing, and “fill in the lines.”
Let’s all come in God’s love!  This sounds fine!

There’s no need for prayer!  Let’s plan activities!
Why all can come, and join in the festivities!

Have you read that God’s judgment shall appear!
It’ll begin with the church!  And it draws very near!

Jesus said, “my house is of prayer.”  “But It’s a den of thieves!
This part of scripture, it seems like no one believes!

It’s time to get back to a church filled with God’s holy power!
We need him more than ever!  We need him this hour!

God’s not interested in how many people fill the building!
He’s interested in our hearts, and the kind of life we’re living!

The pollution allowed inside the church has to GO!
We need to seek the blood of Jesus to make us whole!

The Holy Ghost’ fire is what’s needed to consume that within!
We must allow the holiness of God to cleanse us from sin!

This may seem old fashioned to you.  But God doesn’t care!
You may try to run and hide.  But he’ll find you there!

If it’s a church service you want, they come in all varieties.
But God calls us to a holy life, that’s separate from society!

Fellowship with God is the most important thing to do…
It’s time to humbly seek him…  And not just sit in the pew!

By Jim Pemberton   


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Words

Christmas
Tree
Christ 
Spirit
Celebrate
Season
Angel
Manger
Manger
North Star
Sheperds


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Lewis And Clark

They were Meriwether Lewis and William Clark,
Her name was Sacagawea.
On an expedition they did embark
Finding the passage to the sea.

Down the Missouri they traveled, 
Then slithered 'round the Snake River bend.
Rocky Mountain weather and sickness battled;
At the Columbia River they'd end. 



©2013 Honestly JT


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Love came down at Christmas

L Long ago travelled Kings
O Opened their minds to prophecies
V Visiting from afar they brought gifts of Gold, Fracincense and Myrrh
E Eastern Star guiding them lighting the way

C Company of Heavenly Host
A Allelujah! Angels appeared to Shepherds, telling Savior born
M Manger for bed wrapped in cloths in Town of David
E Evangelically proclaimed Christ the Lord

D December 25th designated day
O On which we recollect
W Why/way Christ entered our world
N Nativity only part of His story

A A new testament
T Tells of new covenant between God and His people

C Christ's coming to Earth
H Hailed as new born King, Holy
R Risen Lord, righteous redeemer, 
I Intercedes for us as
S Spiritual Saviour to save sinners souls
T Time for Truth, Trust, Trinity
M Man's belief in God of Love,  
A As Father Son and Holy Spirit
S Shall be saved


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Family and Friends


Family, the enemy of our souls wants us to believe
The lie that we are alone
He wants us to believe
That we are treading hopeless road

But the cloud witnesses who urge us on
Tell us another story
The road we tread with light and beauty and fellowship
My friends, we are never alone

Written 09292012


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' My 300 Spartans ... ' ( or My Scheherazade )


To Commemorate My 300th Poem Here On The Soup

300 Solomons
300 Beacons
300 Spartans
300 Martyrs

300 Tales Done
300 Threads Spun
300 Heartsongs
300 Touchstones

300 Scheherazade
Only 700 More, GOD
and Wherever YOU Beam Me
10,000 More, Gleam Me

 - - - - - - - - - -

… I Have Lost 200 Poems
But Here Are 300
Because I Open My Arms
To Inspiration Undaunted …

“ Pancakes, Preserves, Poached-Egg & Pork
Maple-Syrup, Milk and Sun-Motes In The Morn
Calling My Name, Just Like Flapjacks To A Fork
Psyche Is Picking Up Poems, Like Babies Just Born “

- - - - - - - - - -

A Childhood Poem Remembered …

           I See The Moon
      and The Moon Sees Me
       GOD Bless The Moon
         and GOD Bless Me

… and Long Live, The Love Of Poetry …

                                 The  MoonBee


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I DREAM OF A BETTER LIFE

I think my dreams keep me sane,
I dream of happiness, a life without pain.
But in that second, it took me to just think,
My life could change, faster than a blink.
Now I’m drowning in my tears,
Not trying to be defeated by my fears.
Then once in a blink of an eye,
You'll soon realize it was all a lie.
No sunshine to light my way,
But I do have two bended knees to pray.
So I'll cherish and take nothing for granted,
I’m not saying that things shouldn't be chanted.
I do believe space devours time without our consent,
And hides the reality that our dreams were once spent.
I feel the real world is more like a nightmare.
A forgotten place where nobody seems to care.
But the moment my eyes are closed dreams come and take me.
Now I can be anything and anyone, now I’m at peace and free. 
My dreams are long like a trip to eternity,
No matter what it be, a nightmare or a fantasy.
It seems better then life.
To be rid of stress, mayhem, and strife. 
Remember where your thoughts all run together,
Just don’t get caught in your dreams forever.


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Our Modern Day Pharisees and Sadducees

A Pharisee was fair you see,
Because with the resurrection they understood.
But the Sadducees were called “sad-u-see”,
Because they did not believe that the teaching of 
The resurrection was any good.
Both groups were very pompous you see,
And thought they were better than everyone else on the scene.
And even when Jesus Himself showed up at the grounds,
It made them more vindictive and more mean.
Several times they tried to trap Jesus,
As in the case with the adulteress lady. 
But Jesus once again had to put them in check,
For His reaction was what they were watching;
Of which He made them look very shady.
Another time they were upset,
Because they healed on the Sabbath, someone.
Instead of being happy for the person that was healed,
They were upset amongst each other, everyone.
Today we have people like those just the same,
“Uppity” and you can’t say anything to them.
Thinking their too good to be with CERTAIN people,
Forgetting they are to love all people at all times;
But making some individuals feel very dim.
“Clubbing” or “Club-Hopping” on Saturday night,
Going to hear the Word every Sunday.
But smoking and speaking sadistic words,
As if it were something like a Monday. 
Jesus told the Laodicean church,
That He would literally out of His own mouth spit them.
Because they were neither cold not hot,
They are what we call being “LUKEWARM”
There is a difference between,
Living in and committing a sin.
The first is a lifestyle one chooses to live,
While the other is a mistake one makes but not purposely therein.
So will you be a modern day Pharisee or Sadducee,
Or will you be a worshipper with sincerity?
Will you have a sarcastic or sadistic spirit,
Or be with your father in hell for eternity.


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God Has Made Everything Beautiful In His Time

“There is a time for each season…
To everything made…  
There is a divine reason.

A time for purpose under
 the heavens above…
A time for meaning from a God of love.

A time to be born.  A time to die…
A time to farm the ground
 under the beautiful sky.

A time to kill.  A time to heal...
A time to tear down and
 to build up with a passion and zeal 
 
A time for weeping.   A time for laughing…
A time to mourn.  A time for dancing.

A time to keep...
A time to throw away.
A time to tear.  A time to make amends today.

A time to get.  A time for losing…
A time to keep.  And to give
 away at our choosing.

A time for silence.  A time to speak…
A time for each hour
 and day of the week.

A time for love.  A time for hate…
A time for war.  A time for peace at your gate.

How will you spend the time
 God has given to you?
What is your choice?  What will you do???

May this be a time living in 
God’s purpose and design.
He created you and made 
everything beautiful in his time!

By Jim Pemberton  05/22/10
Read Eccl. 3:1-11



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Too Busy For God


I’m so busy with church… I don’t have much time… But God forgives me…. So is this a crime? I go each Sunday, and do “the church thing.” I’m just too busy, to really do anything! I’m there on time. I try not to be late. I even give my ten percent into the offering plate! I bring my Bible, and wear a suit and tie. I sing the worship songs, shout and cry. Do you need any help or prayer? Please wait in line…. I’m busy right now! And don’t have the time! I’ll direct you to the pastor to make an appointment… Perhaps he’ll pray and give you an anointment! This is what I offer! And the best I can do!. I just don’t have the time for people like you! Maybe I’ll see you again. Maybe I won’t… But giving my time for others? I simply don’t… I’m trying to look good for my “Sunday appearance.” Anything less, would be a “new experience.” I hope you’ll forgive me for saying “excuse me.” Maybe I’ll find another time for you to be with me…. By Jim Pemberton


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Give A Little Obama Love




           *********

Note: Giving good orderly direction.... " Give A little Obama Love "



To-day is a New Day
Time  for people to Pray
If their were No Unity
Where would we be to-day?
      ------
Why is it..
That all of 'GOD' People
       Are so...!
War Torn Today..
With nothing going on
With nothing to speak of..
So little to say!
      ------
So, looking back on Reflection
In a more Democratic Way
Let's give the Future back
     To the Children
             - And - 
Let Jesus lead the way
        --------
So, Why not give them Love
Show them another way
Remember that Obama Care
Is a Health Care which is
           Oh! so very rare..
          --------
It could really save the Day?
Do you know a better way?
        --------
It is meant for people with
         No Insurance... 
Not for those...
Who just don't care!
          ------
For it is just an annoyance
Who really need Insurance?
          ------
So, if you have Insurance
And that is all that really
       Matter to you...
Remember that their are
Men, Women and Children
Who needs' a plan too...?
For the Obama Plan is high
           In Demand
And Gods' People are too...


                    GF

Note: Remember that if you need a Health Plan
          then we need one too... 























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Many In Church Don't Know God's Power

Many In Church Don’t Know of God’s Power!

There’s many people who attend church on Sundays.
And yet don’t really understand what God’s word says!

Many get excited when the church has a “coffee hour.”
But few really have a desire to experience God’s power!

Prayer time is too often just a few words that are said.
They sing a good tune, but many are “spiritually dead.”

An evangelist comes to town, and many rush to see him!
It’s almost like they want to “bow down” before him!

I’m not here to look for a preacher to get me “excited.”
I want to experience the power of God, that he’s provided!

If I need a drive thru restaurant, I don’t need a church to do it!
When it comes to knowing God’s power…  Many refuse it!

It’s only the power of the Lord Jesus, that can raise the dead!
It’s only through knowing his word, that we can truly be fed!

If you want someone to stroke you ears, you’ll find them!
Many will say what you want to hear!  You probably know them!

But if you really want the power of God to really change you!
You need to seek his presence!  And allow it to touch you!

If you can’t find it in a church building, get into a prayer closet!
There’s a move of God that’s stirring!  But many have lost it!

Seek the Lord while he may be found!  And enter into his presence!
The Holy Spirit wants to fill you with power!  And is omnipresent!

Please come Lord Jesus, and forgive us of our sinful living!
May we enter your courts with a heart 
of praise and thanksgiving!

We need you Lord Jesus!  May we lift your name up higher!
And seek to be filled with your Holy Ghost’ fire!

By Jim Pemberton    10/09/13


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A Homeless Man Named Sam- Part 1

Hebrews 13:2 "Be not forgetful to entertain strangers: for thereby some have entertained angels unawares."
 
"Authors Note: This is a true short story/poem of my strange encounter with a dear, homeless man named Sam.
 This happened in 1992, when I was living in Grass Valley, Ca. These are not actual pictures of Sam, but they remind me of him in so many ways. We should care about people, all people, homeless or otherwisez'
 ***Dedicated to Sam*** ____________________________________________________ 
Part 1
He stood alone on the corner on a local, busy, traveled street
 In ragged clothes holding a sign standing in the cold or heat
 “Anything Helps,God Bless", it says, on his small cardboard sign
 "I’d appreciate whatever you give, even a nickel or a dime".
 Most all the drivers pass him by, seeming not to care
 But every time I see him, I feel such a need to share 

I’ve seen him at other places in that same part of town
 A place where the homeless go; those that are lonely and down
 There’s a shelter down the street, a couple of blocks away
 It’s called “Open Door Mission” a place where the homeless stay
 
I want to cry when I see this place, full of children, women and men
 Driving down by the Mission down on Nicholas Street, I see them picking through dirty, garbage bins
 Glad when they find a piece of clothing, or joyful for some aluminum cans
 
Some people think it’s shameful when others are down, or in such paltry jams
 I think to myself, “How can they feel this way, it could be them or me”!
 “Open your eyes”, I want to yell out loud, “Isn’t this the land of the free”? 
How far have we come from this ideal, 'Land of the Free, Home of the Brave”?
 On our holiday, the Fourth of July, does that saying mean the same today?
 


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I Don't Hate America

I Don’t Hate America

I like the country I live in
That doesn’t mean I have to sing their songs
to prove that sh@!.
That doesn't mean that 
I can just can’t get over the fact that
they murdered the people who built it
 
America was dedicated to a proposition that
“all men are created equal, except
for women, indians and blacks

The white men were just fine is what we were told 
but what about those who were stolen that never made it over to NEW WORLD?
The ones that were thrown overboard and
those who died from sickness while in transport

Remember those who were born into slavery and never even knew what freedom was before their physical bodies left
and people like Thomas Jefferson
He understood that slavery was wrong but did not free his own until his death
What about those who beaten senseless and burned, and hanged,  
All while screaming “Nigger" What’s your new name?
Oh how soon do we forget…
That’s why I despise that word and
I don’t care who it is that uses it
#u$k that slavery sh@!
And #u$k that flag b@%ch!
#u$k you America because you’ve always made things hard .
So don’t look at me strange when I show those songs disregard and those fake ass patriotic undertones about how we are the land of the free
more like the land of the captured and the Home of the Slaves, see

I don’t’ hate America
I can be and do and go as I please
But, then I remember the poor people they injected with disease 
They thought they were getting free health care but the doctor is giving them syphilis 
Please! 

I remember the natives of this land
They slaughtered and labored them to work for freedom in their own land 

I remember the Civil War 
where we were a country divided by the Mason Dixon Line
The north and the south of the same country at war to save lives
 
I don’t hate America
This is my home 
But I refuse to let the things that 
my ancestors endured during the struggle of building SUCH A FINE COUNTRY be forgotten
It’s 2012 and the politicians still plottin to find a way to take away the black vote 
It’s the same shit, but now they just don’t use the noose to choke the life out of souls  
I’m so tired of the constitution and it’s loop holes, and amendments, and acts, and laws
This just proves that man can’t govern themselves because even with all these rules we constantly fall into the black hole deeper and deeper
I don’t hate America
I just choose to not take part in its little song and dance
I pledge my allegiance to God 
and continue to write and lose myself in my poetic trans 


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A Bitter Brew

Outside, there is a small trail
and  six steps 
separating me from those that pass on by,

Impossible, to hide, behind my ruby house coat
and synthetic flavoured...  
bitterly savoured, morning coffee

An old man walks by,
paced, in slow - rhythmic strides
in order to balance three bags
his aluminum collection

Toes, emerging from the tips of his tattered shoes,

As he spies me
we engage in observations

He is courteous, as he desists,
lowers, his head in his travels,
continues to descend down the hill
around the corner of my house,
heat scorching
 
This morning, 
all I can hope for

Is that he does not rip my garbage apart.


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God's Purpose of the Rainbow


There’s many people who claim they’ve nothing to “hide!”
They tend to use the rainbow
 as a source of their “pride.”

But if you read in the book of Genesis, it is revealing.
God’s purpose of the rainbow had a different meaning!

The rainbow was there when much
 of mankind disappeared!
There was a promise of God that was so very clear.

He promised to never again destroy man with a flood.
This was his promise...  An extension of his love!

It was never intended as his approval for perversion!
Mankind still needs a Jesus filled holy conversion!

The colors of the rainbow can’t wash away sin’s dark stain!
This can only happen by the
 power of Jesus’ name!

The colors are beautiful…  But man’s heart is filled with deceit!
Without the soul cleansing power of Jesus… 
 We’re never complete!

No court decision can give the freedom that many desire!
Only the power of the cross can
 change you this very hour!

The only way to find equality with God, is through the cross!
Without his words of truth…
We are forever LOST!

Look past the colors of the rainbow!  Seek the power of the blood!
Then you too, can be changed from
 God’s power from above!

By Jim Pemberton   


Details | Fibonacci | |

Letting Go

I
Raise
My fists
To the sky;
Open them, palms up;
Anointing them with renewed hope.


*For Brian's Sequence contest. :) Please help me choose which one to enter.


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Let's Praise the Lord

Let’s praise the Lord!
All you people of the land!
Let’s praise him with every
Instrument we have on hand!

Let’s shout praises to his
wonderful name!
A message of rejoicing,
we need to proclaim!

Let’s come before him,
with love from our hearts!
This is where a victorious
life really starts!

Let’s bring him our thanks
and appreciation!
And sing of his tender mercy
and wondrous salvation!

Let’s bring him a heart filled
With hope and cheer!
The coming of the lord,
is so very near!

We bless the father, the spirit
and son!
Through the blood of Jesus,
we have overcome!


By Jim Pemberton


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The Day My Uncle Died



The Day My Uncle Died...

I was thinking about the smile on my uncle’s face….
This was a before he would “leave this place."

I'll never forget the words shortly before he died.
The more I thought about it, the more I cried.

He said, "you know Jimmy I wish I got to know you better."
I never received another phone
 call or even a letter.

A few days later he was ready to go to a funeral.
But it was also him who received a burial.

I was shocked and amazed as to what happened.
The events took place. There was no way
 I could "stop them."

Memories I had were from many years ago.
I often think about him.    And I do miss him so!

I suppose many don't take the time to realize...
How quickly life passes... 
Then someone dies.

Perhaps there's someone in your
 life you can think of…
There's been a situation that you're
embarrassed to "speak of/"

A harsh word said, and angry thought was spoken.
And soon your relationship has been "broken."

This may be a good time with this person to spend.
Irregardless if they're what you'd call a "friend."

Everyone is important to God who reigns above.
We need to be filled with his mercy and love.

The person you haven't seen shall one day disappear...
The days are short...  Our journey's end is so near!

May God speak to our heart and help us to see...
Where will you and I be spending our eternity???

By Jim Pemberton


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7 Gifts of the Holy Spirit Prayer

Lord God,
Stretch our mind/s with deep understanding of Wisdom
To obtain positive understanding with every complications
Counsel us with guidelines in our work

Give us Fortitude, strength, Patience and Tolerance to finish in peace successfully
Deliver knowledge in our mind/s
For us to receive Piety, goodness and devoutness to get satisfaction
With Holy Fear of the Lord-God, I/we ask in the name of Father Christ Jesus to be with us now and forever.

Amen 
09122012

People can change the “our” to “their”, “him” or “his” when praying for others.


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Give Praise To God

Let us pray this very day, that God will surely come our way, to 
give us wisdom and knowledge from above, but most imporrtant his
precious love.  Oh give praise to God everyday for helping us along the way.

His love for us is so real, it is the kind of love that helps us live.  We share
his grace, love and his power all of this and more because he loves us so.
Why be miserable, sad and blue? when you should be giving praise to God who
loves you.  Why not praise God from the moment you rise, to thank him for
his sacrifice.  

Praise God for love he shows everyday, no matter what we do or say, God loves
us anyway.  He blesses us daily with gifts from above, food, water, air, all of
this let us know he really do care.  So why not praise God  for his love, so 
jump, and shout, praise God without a doubt.  So let's praise God for his love.      


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The Talent God Gave To Me


God gave me talents and abilities to use! The love he blessed me with. I wouldn’t refuse! I wanted to use what was given. I really did! I had no idea this would change how I live! I spoke to the Lord with a heart felt confession. Using my God given talent was my obsession! People from church listened. It didn’t seem to matter. There was too much “business”, “gossip” and “chatter” I talked to the pastor about the desire I had on my heart. I could tell he didn’t care… Right from the start! In my efforts to serve God, I most certainly tried. There were many nights I laid awake and cried! In my efforts to use God’s talents, I often felt alone. I didn’t want to go anywhere. I stayed at home. I wanted to give to others, the love God gave to me! But I was alone now… It was so plain to see! The many from church that I thought were my “friend.” Would often criticize me again and again! They told me that I wasn’t good at what I wanted to do. “How could God use somebody like you???” God picked me up when I felt very discouraged and down… He filled me with his spirit. His presence was all around! He took my futile efforts to use me any way he could. Everything I was going through... He understood!. I’ve been able to share his mercy and love that he’s given! His power and grace have changed how I’m livin’! I don’t need others “permission” for the talents I received. His will in my life is what I aim to achieve! His word and love have blessed me within! I’ll do anything for my savior and friend! By Jim Pemberton


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Prayer for 3 Theological and 4 Cardinal Virtues of the Holy Spirit Prayer

Lord God, send us Your Divine and Moral Virtues to assist people

Faith, to deeply understand and produce evidence to the unseen

Impart Hope to be determined and persevere successfully

For persons to consider a little generosity to Charity

To present Prudence by being careful

For untruthfulness to bring into Justice

Give fortitude for lawmakers and government officials to be strong

Bring in Temperance to exercise Patience and Tolerance

We ask these in the name of Father Christ Jesus to send out the Virtues of the Holy Spirit

Amen.
09132012


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Jesus Is The Vine We Are The Branches

Jesus Is the Vine.
I am the branch, Jesus is the vine.
For I am his, and he is mine.

To remain in him,
I'll bear good fruit.
This is God's command so absolute.

God, the gardener, comes
to trim and to prune.
For he wants me to
blossom and to bloom.

Bearing good fruit is his upmost desire,
For every bad branch will
be thrown into the fire.

Engrafted in Jesus...HIS joy I'll receive.					
he's my very best friend
who will never leave.

By obeying his commands,
in his love, I'll abide.
For if I'm truly in him-
I'll have nothing to hide!

Living for Jesus, will be my true pleasure.
For HE is my vine, my rock, and my treasure!

By Jim Pemberton 


Details | Sonnet | |

Confirmation

The Sacrament of Confirmation

Confirmation perfects baptismal grace

The Sacrament gives the Holy Spirit to root us more deeply in divine filiation

Incorporate us more firmly to Fr. Christ

Strengthen our bond with the Church

Associate us more closely with her mission

Help us bear witness to Christian faith in words accompanied by deeds

Like Baptism imprints a spiritual mark or indeliable character of the Christian soul

For this reason one can receive this sacrament only once in one’s life

A candidate for Confirmation has attained the age of reason must profess faith

Be in the state of grace

Have the intention of receiving the Sacrament

Be prepared to assume the role of disciple

Witness to Fr. Christ, both within the Ecclesial bond

Annointing of the forehead of the baptized with sacred chrism


Written 09172012


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A DIALOGUE WITH GOD

Come Father, become human and kind...
sit at my  blessed and abundant table,
and have a dialogue with me!
Many questions assumed for myself:
like uncotrollable rivers flooding their banks...
pitifully susceptible to oblivion;
a disaster so real and not too stealthy...
come Father,suspend time!  

Indisputible are Your commandments
that make the sinners tremble
and the mighty complain and ramble;
unchangeable are Your moral demands,
and the devouts heed them with reverence...
to diffuse them without diffidence!
    
Come Father,engorge this eager spirit...
descend to clear up contradictory opinions,
words dictated by the die-hard and undignified;
this is not a conception or a dilemma,
but an enormous and contemptuous enigma
engraved on the souls that engage in snarling tactics
to ensconce, not to enrapture what is good...
and in doing so they captivate people in sin!

I declare my faithfulness with words that prolifate
and have  wonder and inspiration...
true words that express a genuine faith;
I am not  prognostic...I rely on devine intervention,
and shun what lacks in importance...
not debasing what is sacred to satisfy their impertinence! 

Come Father, have this promenade...
let's talk about their impervious minds
that collide with truth with impetuous haste;
come father, let's make them perfect and pious...
give them a plausible momentum of grace,
and make them victorious and vindicated! 


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With gratitude to God

It’s still dark and chilly,
As dawn begins,
To show its morning glory
with hope that God be with me.

It’s a busy day,
loads of work await for me.
Hence, there’s reason that I should be
ready to go and face the journey.

It’s always a challenge,
a rendezvous with commitment.
a journey of hope that speaks about life
so I go ahead, I keep going.

People that I live with 
can create what problem is
relationship reveals how complex it is;
to live together, a touch of mystery.

It’s what life really means,
along with relationship to deal with,
a continuing struggle in a human way
where God remains as our center.

I thank God for the life I live,
replete with experiences and other discoveries;
that make me strong, firm and faithful
to Him, as a source of my holy vocation.


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The Destruction of Mankind

The Destruction of Mankind!

Throughout the Bible’s history, you’ll find…
The wickedness and destruction
 of mankind!

There were kingdoms that have come and gone!
They took pride, and thought
 they were strong!

No matter how strong men make think they may be…
Everyone needs to make plans for their eternity!

There’s many things that people have enjoyed…
But. there’s coming a day when it’ll all be destroyed!

The Bible says that we all have failed and sinned!
What a terrible mess that we find ourselves in!

Our answer and only hope is with Jesus today!
Only he can wash the darkness and sin away!

Only he can bring a completeness to our soul!
And can bring all we need to make us whole!

May God’s Holy Spirit reach out and convict us!
That we all may know,
 only God can help us!


By Jim Pemberton


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May God Comfort You In Your Loss

I'm sorry to hear about your
 loved one passing away.
I know that in heaven, you shall
be with him someday.

Life's adversities are at times
 hard to explain.
Sometimes, very quickly, 
circumstances can change.

I pray that through your loss, 
sorrow and pain.
You'll find comfort and 
joy in Jesus' name.

May his arms of tender
mercy and grace,
bring love to your heart and
a smile on your face.

May God's presence bring an
assurance to your soul,
knowing that God is with you no 
matter where you go.

Through all that's happened, 
 I pray you will find.
God's wonderful joy, his comfort
and a peace of mind.

On the stormy seas of life, 
with God, you shall prevail.
His promises and love for
you will never, never fail.

By Jim Pemberton 
2006


Details | Quatrain | |

PAINTING LIFE

You have led me     beside the azure seas
to see the crimson coral     of the fallen leaves
so like the rainbows      that exist within our kin
the colors that lay      upon our souls within
 
There drifts our souls       in  the shades and hue
where we slip the streams       of the colors blue
or light their soul      in softest shades of yellow
when in company as       delighted companions fellow
 
Or quietly lay in shells      still and tinged of pale grey
like the clouds that hang         within the low of day
or to climb the hills      the foliage with its glistening sheen
are painted trees and meadows      in the depths of green
 
Here in life the blooms         that every spectrum see
and offered us its view      the veneer of  eternity
and not so transparent          the crystals of our glass
and our lives the shadows           of pigments cast
 
The cosmetic gloss         that we can wear like makeup
that dyes the actions     which our souls we take up
some like varnish     are just cover for what is dull
like the iron and the steel     that contains our hull
 
But the tints     that wash and stain our soil
can be the colors    swirling within the gleams of oil
where they run together    as the eddy's in the water
there each soul its    colors is contained a single star   

COPYRIGHT © 2013 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


Details | Elegy | |

Where are you

You flourished and blurred
like a spark on wind

Gracefully and quickly like a frightened hind
in pursuit of light

You harvested through bushy meadows
taken by blight

In struggle with plight
had you lost your might

And gave out
although never you gave up.

Where are you?
For you must be still there.

For I still can feel you
somewhere in the air.


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Destiny's Perch

In the near future, I am going to add it all up into one big sum.
In the meantime, I am going to gather and collect my own space.
I will sift through seeds or weeds and present an enormous case.
But for sure I will hold onto every single yellow chrysanthemum.

In the near future, I am going to roll it all up sealing it by my thumb.
In the meantime, I am going to sit here with every turned about face.
I will drift through time rewinding the hands back to a God of Grace.
But for sure I will give the world a place my heart is triumphing from. 

Quickly, I will come to you,
And instantly I will be gone.
But injustice shall never do.
Nor shall a lie be my spawn.

Or at the least not on my expedient silver polished dime,
And certainly not while sitting on destiny’s perch in time!

® Registered: Ann Rich   2009


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We Miss You Uncle Herman


When we think of our friend Herman Weeks.
We think of a person very gracious and sweet!

He was always a pleasure to be around!
And brought laughter to his side of town!

From everyone that’s had a chance to meet him.
He was special!  We’ll never forget him!

He was very humble, gracious and kind!
People like him are special!  And hard to find!

We knew from the day that he met Snow.
She helped to make his empty life whole!

The creations and many things he made.
Were wonderful works of his hands displayed!

His service to the country and fellow man.
Is a beautiful gift that few understand!

Over the years, he’s brought joy to our hearts!
We’ve all loved him from the very start!

Thank you Lord! For blessing us from above.
For Herman and his heart filled with love.

We know now he’s in a better place.
Filled with God’s presence and his grace.

Our lives have been blessed to have him with us!
We’ll miss him!  He sure has blessed us!

To Herman we give our hearts filled with cheer!
We love you very much and wish you were here!

By Jim Pemberton
















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Faith in humanity restored!

Sweet silence of a Sunday morn,
The world of weekday chaos shorn,
Not even the honking of a horn
As traffic idled,
Held back by the arms of the Law,
Impelled to wait, with tempers raw,
Stewing in the sun's hot maw,
Impatience bridled.

And as I stood outside a shop,
Wondering why the world had stopped,
Out of the stillness came a "flop",
A sound so faint.
Repeated with a steady beat,
Approaching from the small side street,
Till into view, with flapping feet -
A sight so quaint -
Emerged a plodding mother duck,
Welded to her scrambling pack,
Never once e'en glancing back
To take a tally!
(Which baby duck would ever fail
To follow close on mother's tail
When upon the pilgrim trail,
Or dare to dally?)

A Moses on full purpose bent,
No glance to right or left she lent
As straight across the road she went,
To lead her brood
Down into the flowing stream,
Where ducks may swim and ducks may dream,
Safe from the ire and hissing steam
Of traffic queued.

And did she realize her luck
On reaching the promised land, Ma Duck?
That out of danger she'd been plucked,
By humans saved?
For some observant soul in sight
Had soon foreseen approaching plight
And brought the police upon the site
To part the waves!


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God Will Take Care Of You

 
God Will Take Care Of You! Whatever struggles or trials you’re going through. God has already promised to take care of you! Whatever situation you’re in... Maybe there’s “no way out.” God remains faithful! This is what he’s all about! Perhaps it seems like all you’ve tried has failed you! God is here right now! His works surround you! The situations in life that you may face you… God is there! He is powerful and he loves you! Won’t you invite him in, to take control? And allow his peace and joy to fill your soul? Everything that you need! He has provided! His desire to help you, has already been decided! You can trust him to take care of your problems! Whatever they are… He can solve them! God’s word remains solid and is a true foundation! His words speak peace to any difficult situation! The awesomeness of God rings loud and clear! He’s here to help! He’s always near! He’s someone you can give your trust and believe in! His blessings in your life... You can receive them! He’s here right now … Won’t you call on his name? With him in your life… Things will never be the same! He’ll bring sweet peace and joy deep within. He will always be the one you can truly depend! All praise, glory and honor to God above.! Please touch us with your mercy, grace and love! By Jim Pemberton


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Home of the Slaves

Land of the free
Home of the slaves
The blood, sweat and tears of my ancestors resonate
Amongst the soil where they were slain
I’m hearing their struggle
I’m feeling their pain
I can’t imagine being forced to part from my family
All for massa’s gain
So I pay homage to those who promoted change

People like every slave who tried to escape
Nat Turner, Ms Carlotta, Harriet Tubman
And the safe houses who were in accord
And peg leg Joe with his song
Follow the drinking gourd.

People like, the disregarded - those thrown overboard
And who was dismissed and defamed
The ones who were stripped of their soul, their pride, their names

The list could go on  
The full will never be told
So I pay homage to others who were bold
Like John Brown, The Freedom Riders, Sojourner Truth
Ida B Wells, Phyllis Wheatley, Maya Angelou, 
Langston Hughes and Charles Drew

George Washington Carver, Ruby Bridges
Booker T Washington and Mary McCleod Bethune
Charles Houston, Ralph Bunche, Fredrick Douglass
WEB Dubois, Paul Robeson, Ralph Abernathy
Benjamin Banneker, Marcus Garvey and Crispus Attucks
Who’s death by the way
Symbolized the American lie
You cant declare the rights of all men
While the people of African decent rights get denied
But still we rise

Thanks to Dr Martin Luther King, Malcolm X, 
The Black Panthers, the Buffalo Soldiers and Tuskegee Airmen
None who were showed any love
Yeah it’s an uphill battle, 
But obviously greatness can be done.

We can rise above this stigma 
That blacks are lazy and daunting
That our worth is null and void 
And in essence minus nothing
And of all the names mentioned 
And the greatness of their successes
No one has been able to erase the evil transgressions of a racist mind
And once you have experienced just a taste of it
It changes your perception of time
The oppression beats like the drum on the chariot
Of when it was finally time to escape to freedom
It's mine


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ALL SHE WILL BE NEEDING

She smells of stale garbage and wine
Her boots all worn and tattered
Stern-faced and stony eyes
Dressed in a tired ol' mink
She shivers as she takes a rest
From pushing her metal cart
Squeaking and overflowing with
Items reflecting her life
She had been warned twice to move
The choice was not hers to make

Today, like all the others
She will walk ten blocks or so
In hope to find a warmer place
To lay down for the night
Just a corner to rest
Is all she will be needing
She knows this will be over soon
The pain gets worse each day
Yet, her hopes live on for one more day
Her deliverance is on its way!
~*~


*"HOMELESSNESS"


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the Rose


                 The Rose innocent white, soft pink, yellows 
                colors touch your soul vibrant red to amethyst

                enhances beauty yet a thorn awaits to break skin
                as life does piercing your heart with a thin pin.

                My life has shed drops of blood through each petal
                 as if in return for the love and beauty you feel

                hence pain underneath patiently waits the bloodletting ~

                The rose symbolizes love yet vulnerable to hold
                for when you open your heart it can be left bleeding

                The best of surgeons can not beat your heart
                It is the inner faith and God himself whom gives strength 

                whispers in your ear you shall live you will exist
                your life meaningful as the water and sun to the rose

                 For I am your God  your existence is not over yet .
                        You must Live ~You must Bloom 
                       
                 


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At Church We Talked About the Holy Spirit

At Church, We Talked About the Holy Spirit!

At church, we talked about the Holy Spirit.
And discussed how to be guided by it!

We discussed scripture and God's power!
And how we need his spirit...  This hour!

We learned about how the Holy Spirit moved long ago.
And how we need it now!  To nourish our soul!

It seemed like no matter what we decided
We knew the spirit's power has been provided!

Rather than just all of us talking about it...
Isn't it about time, that we really experience it?

The disciples of the Bible were empowered from on high!
They boldly proclaimed God!  And were not shy!

It's almost like the church today is somewhat defeated!
Because the Holy Spirit's work isn't completed!

How can anyone experience the Holy Spirit within?
When so many hang on to unrepentant sin???

If you're one, who's hanging on to a denomination...
Is God's spirit part of your life's foundation???

Won't you take the time to wait on the spirit's presence!
God is powerful!  And is loving and omnipresent!

Talk is cheap!  Submission to God's spirit is the key!
To help you in life!  And give you the victory!

Won't you come now?  And enjoy the spirit's fullness?
It will bring you joy! 
And complete wholeness!

By Jim Pemberton


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Be The Man

So much yelling all around me. How much more can I take?
I can act like nothing's wrong, but then my actions are fake.

I always try to be the man and just look the other way.
Their's no one to turn to, so I kneel down and pray.

Thank the lord for the good things and the strength for the bad.
Thank the lord for my blessings and all the good times I've had.

All my worries then stop. Long enough just to see...
Stop worrying about other lives, and start thinking about me.

So, I lift up my head. Wipe the tears from my eyes.
Hope to forget all the screams and try to look past the lies.

Dress up my best. It's time to show em, I can.
No more drama. No more games. This time I'll be the man.


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US in JesUS

Before we were thought of or time had started, 
God put US in His Son’s name.. 
 
And each time we pray, you'll see its true, 
You can't spell Jesus without including US.  
Were a pretty big part of His wonderful name, 
For US, He was born; 
 
And His great love for US is the reason He died. 
Isn't it thrilling and splendidly grand 
He rose from the dead, with US in His plan? 
 
The stones split away, the gold trumpet blew, egospelexpress
And His resurrection was for US.  
 
As JesUS left the earth with His wonderful ascension, 
When He felt there was one thing He just had to mention. 
 
"Go into the world and tell them it's true 
that I love them all - Just like I love you." 
 
So many people are Christian brothers and sisters, 
Don't all the others have a right to know JesUS too? 
 
It all depends on what we do, 
He'd like them all to know, 
But it all starts with US. 

Rev. Samuel Mack, OMS
Copyright   2011

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Characteristics

 Characteristics that would best long fit to who I truly am.

Serious
Isn't afraid to talk about deeper issues in life
Can detest superficiality
Can reasonate with mentally 

Emotionally
Feels deeply
Can relate to me on more than intellectual level
Class clown is the last person to be with

Leader
Knows how to take charge both home
At work
To feel safe knowing if things get out of control
Can step in and make them right

Supportive
Boosts my  ego with plenty of praise
Stands behind me no matter what
While I run things don't feel like a Lone Ranger

Intellectual
Can participate in more esoteric discussions with our friends
This is important to learn new things from him/her.

Emotional
Feels deeply and can relate more than an intellectual level
Important to have an active emotional life
Needs someone who understands this side of me

Street smart
Has a great social skills
A real Survivor
He will make it in any circumstances

Honest
Doesn't play any game
Candid and forthright with me, even when it's not easy-such as I have food on my teeth
And have had for days

Motivated
Driven to succeed in every aspect of this life
Ready to tackle any challenges

Organized
Takes care of bills
Makes sure everything needs to get done does
This is important, I can actually be a little scatterbrained sometimes

Responsible
Can be relied  upon to do what he says he will do
Equal partner when it comes to doing the stuff that's not fun
As well as doing the stuff that is

Confident
Believes in himself
Makes me believe in him
Equally makes me feel good about my place in the world
Secure in my future

Wise
Thinks before he acts because he has learned from his experience
Sometimes needs guidance
A partner who give me some real advice

Disciplined
Strong enough to structure his life
Follow his own rules 
I can trust him to follow his promises


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secret crush

I have a  crush on you
but i'm not sure what to say
I have liked you for sometime
and my feelings are still the same today,
I think in time things will come
and God's will be done,
I know i told you once before
but you I just simply adore
you are my friend
and you joined my small group too
it's great hanging out and even hugging you
there is no point repeating things that I have previously said
but you are always in my heart
and thoughts of you are  in my head,
we will grow in the Lord together and know that he is always near
you are my friend
and to me you will always be dear,
God has a purpose and a plan for you
i'll just wait on the Lord to see if that includes me too,
even if I can remain  only  a good friend
i will cherish  and treasure  you right untill the  end. Amen 


well God has  surpirises for every one in life, I have liked someone in church for around 18 months now, they stoped talking to me for a little while when they first found out, I later got  the words that my friend would come round, LOL  next thing i know he was at my small group,  and is staying in it and sits with me with  my group at church and even hugs  me now  asa  sister in our Lord Jesus he has eeeven told mea song that he thinks  suits me, and it is caled  eevrything that has breath praise the Lord.  and that is one of my fave songs  2, ,  God makes all things new and realy does turn things around according to his plan.  not our will but yours be done Amen. 






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DREAM WORLD

In the dream world where reality becomes a fantasy 
And fantasy becomes reality.

The impossible is made possible and death becomes no threat. Mountains turn to a plain ground and are surmountable.

In the dream world I can do the impossible and see the invincible. I can spread my wings, soar and fly through the clouds reaching the altitude of my fortune and destiny.

In the dream world I am unstoppable and unquestionable, conquering all my adversaries. The treasures of this world are at my disposal, kings and kingdoms are my subjects.

In the dream world wishes don’t count but choices are made. That is why I have made the choice to have you as mine forever. In my dream world where there is no pain but gain, no distress but fortress, no cross but crown.


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The Old Salt

The Old Salt was a special man who came along in a time
when he was needed most.

A time that is now gone forever.
When men believed and sacrificed, when hero’s walked the earth in mass.

When patriotism was not just a word
but,
by what men lived and judged the worth of each, 
a man who lived a life most of us cannot comprehend. 

An era now gone as this warriors tour of duty ends at this station, 
and begins anew in the heavenly fleet. 

Sail on Sailor into your unaccompanied tour,
we salute you.

What greater honor, that when a man moves forward, 
he leaves behind in each of us the best of what he was. 

A defender, protector, supporter, victor, a warrior, 
the last of the breed from an era when ships were made of wood
and men were made of steel.

The Old Salt has reported for duty that takes him away from us for now. 

Those of us who remain behind,
remember, and will continue to remember, 
because he now resides forever in our hearts.

As I look up at night, I envision The Old Salt,
a beret draped just above the eye, 
as he draws upon his pipe, 
quietly he waits.
The guardian of heaven’s gate.



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Living A Lifestyle That the Bible Forbids

Living A Lifestyle That the Bible Forbids…

I know of someone living a lifestyle that the Bible forbids.
He told me; “how dare anyone tell me how I should live!”

He added; “what I do is no one else’s business but my own.”
“No one can ever tell me what I do in my home!”

When given scripture that clearly forbids what he’s doing…
It’s the backward kind of life… That he’s choosing!

He claims Jesus is his lord, in spite of his moral depravity.
It’s like he has, in his body, an “infected cavity.”

God gave to us his word, with his holy instructions!
If we don’t obey, it’ll lead to our spiritual destruction!

It doesn’t matter if 10,000 churches say that it’s o.k. to do!
God requires a righteous and holy way of living, for me and YOU!

There are choices we all have, that are to be made!
Are you going to be victorious in Christ?  Or sin’s slave???

Have you thought about living for Jesus?  And what it cost?
If we’re not sacrificing our lives for him, we’re forever lost!

If you’re one who’s caught up into a life filled with perversion…
May I introduce you to the blood of Jesus?  And a righteous conversion?

God gave to each of us, HIS rules and commandments to live by!
It’s either God’s rules, or man’s, that you’ll either live or die by!

Won’t you choose a life that God has chosen to give you?
He created mankind!  It’s no secret how much he loves you!

The opportunity is here!  It may never come again!
Won’t you let the power of Jesus break the bondage of sin?

Jesus can set you free!   Won’t you let him help you?
He’s patiently waiting…   Just because he wants to!

By Jim Pemberton   10/07/13


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Solitude: To Yoda, An Ode

Green bark a prism creates,
Feel the pull of earth, you must.

Rotates, a slime of endless hates,
Can hold me not, this world’s crust.

Friendship’s ties, isolation Deflates,
Succumbs, my spaceship, to bitter rust.

Mist, my soul forever permeates,
Lift-off, booms the rocket’s thrust.

My spirit when light returns, elates,
Swamps swell, swallowed hope’s swirling dust.

Trapped, I am, until student from fate
Arrives to learn; Cloud City or bust.


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Our Country's Soul Is Being Torn Apart


Our Country’s Soul Is Being “Torn Apart”

The very soul of America is being “torn apart.”
It’s a problem that’s striking at our very heart.

There’s a “blowing wind.”  A “time for change.”
As the country’s moral fabric is being “rearranged.”

As many question what the true meaning of life is for…
Many don’t seem to know what’s wrong or right anymore!

As so much pornography is allowed into our homes…
The moral decay is “eating” right at “the bones.”

Many have a hard time “defining what marriage is.”
So many are really “messed up” in how they live!

The news seems to be “fascinated” by man’s depravity…
Leaving a huge vacuum of a monstrous “moral cavity.”

Many who attend church want what’s
 “soothing to their ears.”
A God of holiness and righteousness
 is what they “fear!”

As we look around as to what our society is becoming…
God’s judgement is soon!  It is surely coming!

We must come back and leave all of our “false idols!”
We must come back to the God of the Bible!

Jesus must be our cord of love the forever binds!
It’s only in him can we find true love for our minds!

It’s only in Jesus that we can find a purpose and meaning!
It’s only in him that we need to put our
 trust and start believing!

He is and always will be the right choice to be taken…
Without him, our country’s is “doomed and forsaken.”

He brings healing and righteousness
“beneath his wings…
He is what we truly need!  
He is our EVERYTHING!

By Jim Pemberton


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DIEU A FAIT LA FEMME

Geometry shows us God’s great fondness for lines
In the gazelles, birds and butterflies as well.
Everywhere we search in the midst of His designs,
Even in the sea we find many an animal in his shell.

Not stopping His ingenious design with mere creatures,
Or objects He fondly blesses with roundness,
That appear most often among celestial features,
He drew woman’s figure most curvy and boundless.

The womanly figures are of an exquisite selection,
Running the perfect outline from legs to hair,
Expressing haunting beauty with divine perfection,
And designed to please the heart willing to dare.

With circular lines it seems that He began
Depicting the face and hair with round design.
He moves then to the bust with a span,
And with symmetry amazes with the circular line.

Now on to the waist with its hyperbolic form,
He shapes with alluring symbolic notion.
Now cycling to legs God departs the norm,
And now straight lines obtain His promotion.

All of these sacred shapes and borders,
God draws from the world’s great sweep.
He conveys them from land’s four corners, 
Cross mountains high and valleys deep.

God is the master of geometric arts;
He is the architect of spherical dreams.
And He fashions woman’s celestial parts
From the lines on landscape’s four extremes.

Now all of this is just to make very clear
My prayer that you be my spherical dream,
With starlight in your flowing hair,
Your glory will fuel my modest esteem.


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Christian Cross

Head hung low, I walk the street-
Timid to feel the hangman's loss-
Every step on my blistered feet-
Takes me closer to, the Christian cross-
With every second, my soul does exhaust-
Heat-ridden cheeks from tears I cry-
Hide my eyes my shame is discreet-
Explain to me God, why must I die?

You say the hunger game I did cheat-
I see on that hangman's rope your hands across-
How close I was to starvation beat-
Why must  I die for naught but sauce-
On bread instead of my usual moss-
I hope you see my little child cry-
Although to you unjust is a treat-
Hold him God on the day he will die-

With my head hung low, I walk the street-
My family will feel the hangman;s loss-
No more will I walk upon these blistered feet-
Family go, live your life by the Christian Cross-
For my soul is tired, don't let your life exhaust-
My dear sweet loved ones there is no need to cry-
No more reason for you to stand all so discreet-
I am happy at last, on the day that I die-

I will live the rest of my life upon a Christian's Cross-
These murderers relax themselves on their own lie-
In a few short moments I won't feel anymore loss-
I will lift up my head and all so proudly I will die-


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A Homeless Man Named Sam -Part 4

Cont. from Part 3

Three months now, no trace of Sam has ever been found to this very day
 I think he was an angel from above, I don’t know what else to say
 I hope he’s at home in Heaven with God and his beautiful wife
 I believe he was sent to teach me a lesson and to share with me his life
  
If you see someone in need don’t just walk on by, please don’t treat them so unfair
 When you pass them- stop - give them a smile, send them a heartfelt prayer
 Try to help someone else, the best that you possibly can
 Always try to remember... this isn't where their homeless life began
_______________________________________________________________
 
I felt very privileged to have met this kind man
 But so saddened by his heartfelt story
 Was he an angel sent from God?
 I don't know, I only know I met a very, special man...
     a man named Sam
 
___________________________________________________
                                    ***Dedicated to Sam***


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Let the Farce Be With You

 
Should you vote the democratic ticket, then let the farce be with you!
All I can say is please do some serious research before you do.

It’s not just about change but this country’s future is at stake,
Check out both candidates records, times are getting too serious to make any mistakes.

Many, many men have died for our freedom and the right to vote,
Do not vote on infatuation, cause it was shed blood that bought it, I do not mean to gloat.

The issue that worries me most is our economy is rapidly falling apart,
They need to cap the price of crude it’s eroding this nations heart.

I don’t know of one thing that hasn’t increased in the last two years,
You can call it what it is but we have allowed this to happen and now we are facing our
worst fears.

We have become too dependent on foreign oil,
It’s time to crank up those drilling rigs and start punching holes right here in American
soil.

And when they need our wheat or grain,
Sell it to them at a jacked up price let them feel the hurt and pain.

No more weapons to foreign countries shall we sale,
As far as I’m concerned they can all go straight to h—l.

No more being Mr. Nice Guy let them fend for themselves,
Let us take care of what we have and start stockpiling our shelves. 

I think it is time for this country and it’s people to unite for the right reasons.
Time is not on our side, the Lord is about to return, read the signs know the seasons.


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Are You Happy With the Life You Have


Are You Happy With the Life You Have?

Are you truly happy with the life you have?
Or have you been discouraged and sad?

Have the things in life brought you contentment?
Or are you one who’s often filled with resentment?

The feelings you have, and the ambitions inside…
Is there some trouble that you’re trying to hide?

Everything you have…  God has given to you!
His promises are true! 
And he’ll never fail you!

The happiness you may be seeking,
 you can find in him!
You can find peace,
 hope and satisfaction within!

Christ can bring a healing that you won’t find!
Won’t you give him a chance? 
 While there’s still time?

What profits a man if he gains the world,
 or loses his soul?
Jesus loves you so much!
  More than you’ll ever know!

The opportunity is here, for you to take!
Won’t you give God a chance?  For heaven’s sake?

By Jim Pemberton    10/14/13


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Man's Corruption God's Redemption

Man's Corruption...  God's Redemption!

The Bible speaks of man's sin and corruption.
That's why God has offered us, his redemption!

The heart is desperately wicked above all things.
There's an evil corruption that sin brings!

The Lord searches our heart and tests our ways.
He watches our lives, all of our days!

There's nothing good in ourselves.
Not now, or ever!
Without God's mercy...
We're doomed forever!

But, through Christ, there's a way and a plan!
He made this available to every woman and man!

His gift of salvation is a message of love, made clear!
The coming of Jesus Christ,
 draws ever so near!

We can trade our sinful corruption, 
for a new way of living!
Won't you come before the Lord,
with a heart of giving?

Giving our life to Jesus,
 is the best thing to do!
By his power and grace, you can be
made BRAND NEW!

I'm thankful for his salvation! 
 Mercy has been applied!
Because of Christ' death on the cross…
I'm now sanctified!

By Jim Pemberton   


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Stale Mate

We are nothing but simple pawns.
We’re Pushed around by others it’s oh so wrong.
I look around with my eyes wide open.
All I see is humanity choking.
We are all lost destroying humanity.
The way we live is twisted insanity.
Let’s try something for a minute and turn to a friend.
Try asking, how have you been?
Or when they respond lets actually listen.
Its friendship and love we’re tragically missing.
Why must we be in a stale mate?
Stop what where doing and lose all the hate.
Let’s find ourselves we’ve been lost a while.
Its imperative we do this life’s not so vile.
We are all humans and all of us feel.
It’s simple, respect and everyone heals.


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Sophie

I am in awe, oh dear Sophie
Of all things done and said
I am one single, wandering thought
In this world’s contemplative head

How do I dare speak all these words?
When facing this vast, capricious Vie
When tempests and storms ravage the waves
Of what worth is one droplet of the sea?

It is bewildering, as I am sure you know
Yet, it takes you almost a gesture to understand
I mustn’t refer to Zola’s Labyrinthe
To explain to you how it is on this part of land

I am in awe, oh dear Sophie 
Of how distance, at times, can be undone
It takes a thought to simplify a world
And above so many, you are one.


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Letting my eyes look within

Letting my eyes look within

‘I am here, I am me’ I state every day
Though I play with the words just a bit
yet always the message it be just the same
There really is no doubt about it
I am trying to enter the essence of me
I’m letting my eyes look within
I go to my center and look at my source
That space far away from the din.

Been doing this thing for just gone four years
And I’m feeling the changes that come
My mind be more mellow, and life feels real good
And the anger, it seems has gone dumb
Little things that mattered don’t matter no more
I care not who’s wrong or who’s right
I look at my me ness and find me the force
Of all of life’s wondrous delight.

I am here, I am me, these words I do state
And this it be my daily song
As I let the mind seek the source of itself
And feel myself truly belong
To the stars and the trees and the whole Universe
As I realize, everything’s me
I just want to be Mr natural man
I just want my mind to be free.


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Jesus

Judas betrayed Jesus’s whereabouts
End, was near
Son of God, knew this
Universe of the Son of the Divine Father, restored
Sins of man forgiven, Prince of our Universal domain, alive in the hearts of his children


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It's A Pleasure to Really KNOW Jesus

It's A Pleasure to Really KNOW Jesus! Often people get in trouble for deviant activity. This often shortens their life's longevity! As people strive or pleasure in so many things... They don't think of the heartache this often brings! Many seek pleasures, but are never fulfilled! Often becoming self centered, and stubborn willed! The "excitement" they want, doesn't last very long. Soon, they don't know where they really belong! If it's the thrills and joys of life, you've been spending... Isn't it about time, that you just stop "pretending?" The pleasure many want will NEVER be there! Is anyone really listening? Does anyone care? If it's pleasure many want... Look no more! We are what Christ' love is really meant for! Jesus Christ gives the best pleasure we'll find! He's faithful, honest, graceful and most kind! Isn't if about time, you let him turn you around? And let him put your life on a solid ground? He can do it now! By the power of his shed blood! And truly bless your life! From heaven above! I'm so thankful to him, for the joy he brings! He is God! And can provide ANYTHING! By Jim Pemberton


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Why Do We Preach Tolerance and Love


Tolerance and love is preached…  But,  at what price?
Too often we forget about Jesus’ sacrifice!

His death was because our sin counted against us.
He died on the cross because he truly loves us!

How dare we “cheapen” his work on the cross!
In today’s “political correctness..”  We have lost!

In the love and acceptance, we call it “inclusion.”
This has led many into a serious “confusion.”

Many want the loving side of God.  I can’t blame them!
But those who seek his holiness…  
Can you name them?

God is a God of love.  But he requires holy living too!
This is not a request but a command 
me and you!

If it’s tolerance and love you want…  Look no more!
You’ll be able to find it washed up on sin’s shore!

The people of Israel wanted “free love.” 
 Look what it got them!
Being slaves and captives, is what
 it taught them!

God is a loving God but is also as a consuming fire!
Living a righteous life is what he really desires!

“Without holiness…  No man shall see him.”
That’s why he sent Jesus, to the world beneath him!

Won’t you allow your sins to be totally forgiven?
Only Jesus can change the way
 you’ve been livin’!

He gives eternal life to those who
 diligently seek him!
The choice is yours to repent and receive him!

By Jim Pemberton    


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Haikus About God: V

Omniscient guy
Yet he lets bad things happen
How can he exist?


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Mercy Rewrote My LIfe


Mercy Rewrote My Life!

My life was rewritten by God’s mercy divine!
He took away my sins and cleansed my mind!

I was totally changed by his awesome power!
His word is renewing me each day and hour!

He reached out and touched me, 
when no one else could!
All of my burdens and problems...  
He understood!

He strengthens my body with his
 love and healing!
I wake up each day with a 
“brand new feeling!”

I thank the lord for everything he’s given!
I’m a new person and my sins are forgiven!

My life is rewritten.  The past is washed clean!
Christ is my righteousness! 
 My everything!

I’m so grateful for him and all that he’s done!
All glory and honor to God’s precious son!

The joy he’s given.  I’ll no longer hide!
Because of God’s mercy..  
I’m on the winning side!

By Jim Pemberton


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THE ILLIFICTION OF DECEIT

Everything is not what it seems.
Am I awake or is this a dream.
As I replay these thoughts in my mind,
I’m picking up the pieces traveling back in time.
The sunset on which I’m gazed.
What people do and say I’m never amazed.
The words that aren't heard,
Are the words most feared.
Things are not always as they appear to be.
No matter what you think you might see.
Our eyes alone will tell the truth, 
But our actions and repeated history now that is our proof.
You ask what is deception? 
To me it is our self-examination.
In my conscious I’m feeling guilty I got to know what I did.
After finding the substance to truth, it grounded me like a kid.
I got to save what’s left of my soul,
I cannot let this deceit win control.
The illusion that my insides see,
My faith allows me to be free.
I sought my destiny beyond my mind,
And without fate had hoped to find.
As I look in the mirror at my reflection,
I’m changing me completely without hesitation. 
We live in a world they claim that its secure;
But this illness of deception has no cure. 

Proverbs 6:16-19 No one who practices deceit shall dwell in my house; no one who 
utters lies shall continue before my eyes. 


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Serving A Great Church Or A Great God

Serving a Great Church? Or a Great God? There’s a church nearby I was invited to come to… I was told; “this is a great church!” It’s really cool!” “We have a great pastor that preaches a great sermon!” “We have great people too..” “This is most certain!” “You’re invited to a service that is really great.” “It last one hour so make sure you’re not late.” “You’ll find a great service in just one hour!” “You’ll have a great time.” “And will feel God’s power.” “The worship is great too!” “The music will stir your soul!” “Getting more people into our building is our goal!” I thought; “In this great church, is something missing?” In this “greatness…” What kind of life are we giving? What does scripture say about Christ’ body’s purpose and meaning? Are we focused on God? Or what gives us a “good feeling?” Holiness and repentance must be our daily goal and passion… Being sold out to Christ may seem “old fashioned.” I’d rather have Jesus than the “greatness of a church” any day. I’ll love and worship HIM… No matter that others say! May we all return to our first love... Jesus must be our lord! It’s in heaven where we need to have our treasures stored! I seek the greatness of our God! And I worship his mighty name! With him in church..… Things will never be the same! By Jim Pemberton 12/01/11


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so so missing you

I count the hours, 
and I count the days.
Oh how much I miss you, 
to pass the time I even count the ways.

I miss your voice,
I miss your touch.
I miss your soft  hair,
And I miss the face,
That I love so much.

How to describe it, 
There is no way.
I walk all around,
In a permanent daze.

I long to feel,
Your soft warm embrace.
And to see a sexy smile,
Upon your face.

I will not sleep,
Won't close an eye.
Until I know you're home, 
Safe and alive.

While you're far away,
And I am ok
I think of you out there,
In danger and alone.

This is the life before me you've chosen,
And I can't change your mind.
You've found your inner bravery,
And now I must find mine.

I miss you so much, 
To the moon and the stars.
And this feeling will go on,
Until you're safe in my arms.


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The Devil is not your friend

The devil is not your friend,
Nor will he reward your loyal deeds,
He lurks around in silence
looking for someone to deceive,
The devil is not your friend,
Nor will he ever fulfill your desires,
He’s just using you as his puppet
to lure more into eternal fires,
For every sin committed in life,
Required a large sacrifice,
So look up, real soon
my perishing friends,
Ask the God of the universe to heal and mend,
Your heart, soul and mind
For we are not promised tomorrows time,
Make it right with the Maker of the universe,
Humble yourself before it gets worse,
His grace will lift you high
His blood is your alibi,
His blood makes you clean,
My dear world you were already redeemed.

By: Sabina Nicole


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The Pilgrimage

1 December 2010


The Pilgrimage


From young people of every nation
Will gather again to exalt
One faith in God for salvation
Inert spirit to offer salt

Will gather again to exalt
Jubilee of youth in pilgrimage
Inert spirit to offer salt
Of reaching hands, no blockage

Jubilee of youth in pilgrimage
To symbolize the living faith
Of reaching hands, no blockage
In horizon mingling with interfaith

To symbolize the living faith
Rainbow of races as covenant
In horizon mingling with interfaith
Song of praise resounding in rampant

Rainbow of races as covenant
One faith in God for salvation
Song of praise resounding in rampant
From young people of every nation



Written by: Noel N. Villarosa
8th place in Paula Swanson's Pantoum Contest
Contest Date: 12/21/2010


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Jesus I Welcome You As My Guest


Jesus,…  I welcome you as my “invited guest.”
Things inside me have been “a big mess!”

I ask you to come in and take 
complete control.
May you be the lord of my body,
 mind and soul!

May you be the focal of my 
thoughts and attention!
I need your words for
 inspiration and direction!

I need our comfort when I feel 
discomfort and pain...
I’m so glad you’re here!  
And am glad you came!

You are and will always be the God for me!
You’ve broken my chains! Now I am free!

I thank and bless you for all that will do…
You were there when I had no one else to turn to!

Thanks again for accepting my invitation.
You’ve cleansed my life! 
 I’m a “new creation!”

You’ve given me your peace and joy throughout!
Living for YOU is what 
life is all about!

You’ve given me your love 
and joy throughout!
Living for YOU is what 
 life is all about!

By Jim Pemberton     03/09/12


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I Am What I Eat

My dear God, I feel sad today.
I welcomed their Shakespearean tongue,
And yet they cursed me for my sway, 
Though I like sweet ylang-ylang.

Oh Lord, you are my daily food! 
I am what I eat, this you know.
Help these hands o’ mine to be good
To them; be my strength! Your son, O.


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A PLATE OF PROSPERITY

For days at a time there is nothing to eat,
There is no where to sleep.
Hunger is a social condition. 
It is a horrible physical way of living.
It leads to malnutrition, famine, and starvation.
It is a plaque and epidemic in poor nations.
First off there is so many children and adults with improper diets or nutrition.
Hunger affects about a sixth of the world's total population.
Why can't we get together, and try to feed the poor,
If we all came together as a whole we can do more.
Let's pray poverty away
We have to make this dark cloud of hunger into a brighter day.
Due to hunger more than 1 die each second.
So to eat a plate of food now days is a blessing.
About 750,000 suffer from hunger due to financial restrictions.
So now I ask you how are we Americans living?
But if we were all well-fed,
Let us not forget about the homeless, because half of us go hungry to our beds.

Matthew 5:6 “Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they shall be 
satisfied. 


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I Know Of Someone Holding Unforgiveness


I Know of Someone Holding Unforgiveness! I know of someone holding unforgiveness! This has led to a life of much bitterness! Toward his brother, he’s held on to a grudge. From his viewpoint, he won’t even “budge.” No matter what God’s word has clearly spoken… He’s walked with a heart that’s been broken! His son prayed that God would speak to him! That he would forgive, so God could heal him! Forgiveness is a powerful thing to do! If you want God’s mercy to flow through you! We’re not called to “hold back,” the love God’s given! Through Christ shed blood… We’re all forgiven! May the love of Christ come and touch us! It’s no secret how much God really loves us! Please come Lord Jesus! And touch our soul! May we express your love, wherever we go! May God’s gentle love, be what always binds us! HIS words; “love one another,” do remind us! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Fishing

I grabbed my fishing pole and all the fishing lures I thought I would need.  Now, I’m on my way to fish for my daily meal.
	When I got to the waterfront, there were no fish for me to catch.  I was disappointed, so I decided to sit down and think.
	While sitting there thinking, a man came over to me.  He ask, why are you just sitting here with your fishing pole and lures?
	I told the man coming here was a big mistake, so, I’m sitting here because there are no fish for me to catch.
	The man said follow me, I’ll take you to a place where you can fish, you won’t need your fishing pole or your lures and you won’t have any regrets.
	I didn’t understand what he was saying, but I followed him anyway to see what was his plan.
	He took me to a place where a crowd of people had gathered.  I said to him, there is no water so how can I fish, what can I hope to catch.
	I said to myself, I’ll never catch any fish because too may people are here, so now my hope had been totally shattered.
	He said listen to what I  say, then you will understand why I brought you to this place.
	He stood in front of the crowd and he started to speak.  His voice was soft and gentle, like sweet honey to a bee.
	He spoke of love, kindness, forgiveness and many other wonderful thing.  I forgot about wanting to catch fish for me to eat.
	He keep talking and I started to understand.  He wanted me to fish for lost souls, so I can teach them about God’s holy plan. 
	I’m no longer a fisherman for creatures of the sea.  I am a fisherman for the Lord, that was His ultimate plan for me.


Details | Villanelle | |

Advice for Falling Angels

As angels descending, bring from above, 
Heavenly Father’s reminders so grand,
Praised echoes of mercy, whispers of love.

Ere in a tight spot; if sin comes to shove,
Listen to father; obey God’s command.
As angels descending, bring from above.

His beautiful message that fights Satan’s glove,
Faith to continue and strength to withstand,
Praised echoes of mercy, whispers of love.

Heralding wisdom from hopes sweetest dove.
A branch of the olive clinched in faith’s hand.
As angels descending, bring from above.

Love everlasting, which Jesus taught of.
Righteous salvation, which for us was planned,
Praised echoes of mercy, whispers of love.

Enticement seems sweet, like deadly foxglove.
Succumbing brings darkness into a bright land.
As angels descending, bring from above,
Prized echoes of mercy, whispers of love-

By Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
February 16, 2012

Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: ~ Fallen Angel ~ 	 
Sponsored by: Tracie ~*~ Indigo Dreamweaver

NOTE:  Includes this Fanny J. Crosby quote within the villanelle form,
“~ Angels descending, bring from above, 
Echoes of mercy, whispers of love ~”


Details | Carpe Diem | |

give what you can

we live in a star struck society being a celebrity is now the game
we seem to cheer louder for professional athletes and people with well known names
we also have a desire to be just like them if we could choose
and many feel that being a celebrity is the key to the fountain of youth

but what people fail to see or even comprehend
is that celebrities are nothing more than mere women and men 
and that there is no special powers that a famous person obtains
just because everybody knows your face and your name

and when it come to Jesus He doesn't care about your status nor place
He will welcome you in the spirit of love, mercy and grace
He will sit at the table with you and share a simple meal
some bread and wine in the spirit of communion and an acceptance so real

God does not care if you're a celebrity or a superstar
if that were the case the Bible would not mention the women with the alabaster jar
she was not a woman of status, wealth nor celebrity 
but she gave what she could to acknowledge Jesus' godly authority
yet those men in the room rebuked her for her generous act
until Jesus stood up for her in the midst of their verbal attack
He told them "leave her alone, as for Me she has done a good thing"
she gave Me her best, she anointed Me with fine oil as her true King

what people can't understand nor comprehend 
is that by doing things in Jesus' name blessings God will send
she broke open that alabaster jar she opened her soul to Christ
she gave what she could she gave the best that she had in life

give what you can that is all that Lord God desires
for you to give from the heart and with true faith to be inspired
to understand that being famous is not such a big to-do
but to be recognized by God and know that He loves you


Details | Free verse | |

What is the church?

Is it the buildings in which we gather, or is it the people which worship their 
God?  For if it is the people, then where ever they are is church.  However, if it is 
the building, it is nothing more than a building and it is lifeless.  For Christ 
preached mostly outdoors, where the people were, where life went on all around 
them.  

Jesus spoke in the Temple, to those that held ritual and tradition higher than 
their God, and they heard nothing of what He had to say.  But when He spoke to 
the people where they were, they listened.  They gathered and they listened.  No 
one told them to be silent in respect, they chose to be silent.  For they hungered 
after what Jesus had to say.  For He was life and giving life in love.  He did not 
demand their silence, their silence demanded His words.

What do we do to encourage our church to grow?  Do we bring life into our 
church or is it empty of life?  If we are the church, then we live and share life, love 
and joy.  If it is the building in which we meet, then what does it have to offer other 
than shelter?  

I am not being disgraceful in my questioning, I am wanting to know realistically, 
what is the church?  A building or the people?

I want to enjoy my gathering with the saints of God, to praise and worship our 
Lord in joy and love.  To feel His presence in our midst while we joyfully rejoice in 
His presence.  To do this, is it law that we enter silently and sit motionless 
waiting for service to begin?  What is so wrong in being glad to be in God’s 
House and showing it by our glee and happiness?

Are we turning our church into the Temple that heard nothing said by Jesus?  Or 
are we the crowds of people sitting on the grounds outdoors, gathering and 
crowding close so that we can hear His every word?

What is His church, the building or the people?


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A Very Inviting Temptation

A Very Inviting Temptation! I remember of a particular situation. I was offered a very "inviting" temptation. The situation I was in... I didn't belong! And lost any sense of "right and wrong." At first... I felt no guilt or shame. And brought embarrassment to my family's name. I tried to explain this to my wife and kids. I heard; "Dad... please... no more fibs!" The Godly principles were "tossed to the side," As the sin inside caused arrogance and pride. Soon, all in my life that truly mattered... Was gone! My life was empty and shattered! I was sorry for all of the problems I caused! This time... I took a moment to pause. I cried to God to rescue me from my sin. I confessed! Would God help me once again? I read in the Bible of Jesus’ grace and love! This time the help I needed had to come from above! I asked him for a fresh and brand new start. He removed the stain from a broken heart. He restored to me the joy I once had. I'm so blessed! Jesus has made me glad! Jesus is the reason I'm here today! I LOVE HIM more than words can say! By Jim Pemberton


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WE ARE THE LAST DISCIPLES

We should all know that we come from a chaotic past,
To an info-tech age moving way to fast.
In our lives sometimes we are at our lowest low;
We all need a rope, a helping hand that will grab tight and never let go.
“Did you ever comfort or help someone that was old?”
“Did you ever give a homeless person a place to go or food when it was cold?”
Have you held a door for someone entering or exiting a store?
Or do you hurry in yourself, thinking "it's really not your chore".
In life each road is long, though short it seems, but it is definitely  longer.
To where each road meets just the same, but we can make it better. 
In life all roads lead to where we go,
Help someone less fortunate and be their hero.
We are the fatalities of greed, and we are fixated over getting younger.
In this rich and blessed world we still endure hunger.
We should not be judged by our religion or the color of our face,
Because in the end, we're all running this same race.
Some of us are not heading in the same direction but hoping to go to the same 
place.
By now I was hoping and praying that love is what we desire to embrace.
We must take control of our actions today;
Or the children of tomorrow will be the one's to pay.

Kindness is the golden chain by which society is bound together. 
- Johann von Goethe

Kindness is the language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see. 
- Mark Twain




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Junlado Maiden

Beneath sullied cloth, hastily covered
chain of seashells nestled
soundless, threads of an old story.
Your eyes, beneath lashes that catch
snow—I see the deep blue
sea of Junlado, 
waves shining grey before the setting sun.
What are you doing here in the frozen north?
You came from seashores
cherry blossoms raining upon 
your brown upturned face
dreaming of another world, you beautiful fool.
There is no other world when we
all suffer beneath endless winter. 
Pity, a sweet face lined and streaked;
I watch it as you pour wine.
I, merely a wanderer
in rags, as we all are.
But I am strong, dear child.
Let me not see those purest tears
forming, unforming within
sinless eyes—
what are you doing here?
Go back
Go back to your land. 
Swim, there, forget, in the bluegrey 
Let joyful pearls make pure a salty sea.
We all suffer, but
you
at least 
deserve to go back.


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THE NOBILITY OF WOMEN OF MERIT

Even precious jewels cannot approach their value,
For the women of merit are priced beyond them.
Their beauty is found in the works of love they do,
And in their smile facing the future that is never dim.
Most arise at dawn when it is still like the night
And wrap round them bands of strength like corsets.
Going out like the cargo ships before daylight,
They conduct their business for handsome profits.

Their beauty is matched by their hearts filled with virtue,
For there is rich wisdom and mercy on her tongue.
Their clothing soft fair linen of purple and blue,
And open are their hands to needy they live among.
Men give them praise and children give them honor,
Since her public reputation is all to her credit.
Eschewing evil for the good at every corner,
They ply their gifts toward works of merit.

Oh to be her partner in labor and pleasure,
For her fire will not go out for the night.
Her company for sure has profit in full measure,
And lifts high the muse of good cheer’s delight.
Faith is her deserved and hard-earned reward,
For her strength and self-respect passes the test.
About her worth there is candid accord,
Among women her title is the very best.


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God Bless The Garbage Man

Though this is written like a poem it is
more of a thank you letter.

God answers prayers in so many ways
he brings us people to help keep the faith
he gave to me a sweet, sweet man
who helped me truly understand
when i was low and ready to give up
see i was broke 
Without a job, no money, no food, no gas in the car
My husband needed to go and find work
To help his family stay a float
We saw the garbage man outside
We feared he'd come to take our garbage can
So we rushed out side to ask him not too
He said he wasn't there too
He just came to empty our can
'Cause the regular garbage man had passed us up
Now here is were God steps in
My husband and the garbage man talk outside for quit awhile
Tears fill my heart when I think of what comes next
My husband leaves and comes right back
He tells me that the garbage man has put $23 of gas in our van
My heart must of skipped a beat, I could not believe his generosity
Though it does not stop there
Apparently the garbage man has also given us $40 in cash
His only wish is was that it was not spent on cigarettes or booze 
This money was for my family to get food
So often we forget how God lends a helping hand
God does not promise to make us rich, or grant us all we wish
He simply says just ask of me and all you NEED will be given to thee

Today I send out a special prayer, "God, Please bless The Garbage Man that 
gave my family a helping hand. Amen"


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I'm Not the Kind of Person God Wants Me to Be

I’m not the kind of person I need to be! There’s too many problems inside of me! I’m not the kind of person you’d want to know… I’ve too many worries and a troubled soul! I’m the kind of person who has a lot of stress! Lately, my life has been one big mess! I’m the kind of person who doesn’t have a friend. You listen to me now… But may never see me again! I’m the kind of person who’s gone through pain! I wake up some days, and don’t even know my name! I may not be the kind of person you’d want to be around. I may get discouraged, and “get you down.” I’m the kind of person who’s giving Jesus a chance… I know he loves me! Whatever the circumstance! I’m the kind of person who needs a lot of prayer! I know that God listens! And is always there! Please help me Jesus! That I may be set free! May it be your love that others will see! Thank you Jesus! For being my savior and friend! You’re someone that this person can always depend! I’m not the kind of person that Jesus wants me to be! That’s why I need more of HIM! And LESS of me! By Jim Pemberton


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THE LAND OF THE FREE

Look around you;
Is what you see is true.
America my home,
It is 310,452,000 so we’re not alone
The land of the free. 
I thank God, for everything you’ve been so good to me. 
No other place in this world but in this land. 
Can you start with an empty hand, 
And from nothing become something.
Live life to the fullest each and every day. 
We use come together and pray.
From the rolling hills, and dirty streets, and windswept plains
I am strong, I am proud, I am weak, I am vain,
For the many who strive to hear the sound of opportunity but cannot.
Let my pen be your voice so that should say a lot
The icons of our fast-food world - French fries, hamburgers and cokes.
This might fill our belly’s but does this give us hope.
In the summer heat there is laughter of children in chlorine-blue city pools.
These same children in our future will be our leaders, so now what will do. 
There is suffering of the lonely, of the hungry, of the dreamless who live without hope.
Just keep having faith and believe than just maybe together as America we can cope.






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NO PROBLEM IS TOO BIG FOR JESUS

Life seems a never ending struggle, or times of loss.
From our own iniquities will our youth pay the cost? 
All the hunger, all the drugs
No more love who cares enough to hug
So many types of addictions
Are we guilty of so many inner afflictions
Calling each other names
I think everyone is to blame
So much killing and crimes on the street
Everyone is lying, now days who does not cheat
People are sometimes so overwhelmed by circumstances so they act rashly
Build up anger makes them think swiftly and violently
We are governed through pompous bureaucratic procedures we love to hate. 
Only God knows our fate.
Society suffers by losing the imagination and vitality of life
We all need courage to overcome all this strife
Some people think there is total hopelessness 
We Americans are truly blessed 
Who will be the guide that leads us towards the light 
Someone that will love us whether we are wrong or right
This someone will bring us true love and peace he will free us
We know Him as Jesus




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A BLESSED PATH IN LIFE

As I walk down my chosen path.
I enjoy life, I eat, I dance, and I laugh.
With a little time and patience.
I hope and pray for God's guidance.
I know that I have truly been blessed.
My trials and tribulations in life I know they are my test.
Always having little thoughts of hope 
I constantly keep a little change in slope.
No matter how hard it is, you must believe in all you do
Just work hard at it and soon you'll make it through.
As a bird soar in the sky,
You've got to let your dreams fly high,
For you are special in God's eyes and can make it through your days
That’s why we have to pray.
Every day I maintain a positive attitude
To spend sometime in solitude
I only speak words of affirmation
Daily I pray for everyone in this nation.
With hope in my heart and dreams in my eyes.
Through God’s love and his words I aim to become noble and wise.









Details | I do not know? | |

WE ARE INDEPENDENCE!

We are Tausug Nation
Defending independence
Free from the enemies
Stood not to get oppressed

Our Nation ruled
Of the country’s independence
Never conquered from then
We shall develop our land

Our country, nation is known
Home of courageous person
Bound only in one faith
Never care of the death

Tumantangis, Dahu peaks of our land
To Bagsak, Sinumaan
And to all the mountains here
Only one God is aimed

Zamboanga, Basilan, North Borneo, Palawan
Centre is in Sulu land
Ruled by the Sultan
From the early point of time

Our nation is united
In the name of faith is complete
Only God is firm
Determined not to get conquered

Land of the pearl garden
Sulu Sea in the world is famous
From the South and North
And East and West

Blood of Martyrs flowed in the vein of the Sug Nation
Fought to defend
Flag rose like Vinta strip
Eternal pledge appeared


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Morals Morality and Ethical Direction


Morals, Morality and Ethical Direction… We often hear of morals, morality and ethical direction. What they mean, I suppose, is “one’s discretion.” Very seldom, is anything from the Bible being heard. Why obey God’s commandments? Why, that’s absurd! Many claim, that as adults, just about anything is “o.k.” As long as you don’t do what they do, but what they say! Many are “bombarded” with sexual type of temptations… Often leading many to get into perverse addictions! We set up boards of people to try to be “ethically clean.” When it comes down to it… What does this really mean? Can a person be totally immoral, but 100% ethical?’ Does this, in some way, seem kind of “heretical?” Why believe in God? He’s been ruled “unconstitutional.” While many listen to the news, which is often “delusional!” We hear of perversions, that are often “glorified.” Do we hear of those wanting to be Godly sanctified? If you’re confused, and need some kind of spiritual guide! Look to God’s word! He has nothing to hide! The kind of morality and ethics that you’ll ever need… Can be found in the Bible! Open it and read! Why not read from Genesis through Revelation? We can all find what we need! Across our nation! God and his word give us a true moral compass for living! His life for our own lives, is what he’s freely giving! Won’t you come to Jesus for godly direction today? He is here! And wants to help you find HIS way! By Jim Pemberton


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My Story Telling Who is this Princes

The night air made her feel tired
As she looked out side all the fences were wired
In the distance she hears crowds yelling
As she was to young to know they were rebelling
Father she asked where are we going?
Mother said to keep quiet and keep walking

Mother yelled in the night air
Father gave out a blank stare
They yelled run my princess run as far as you can
As that moment past her little feet pushed off and she ran
She ran to the nearest bushes and crawled into it to hide
She never smelled the air before as if someone just had died

As she lay on the ground under a bush she heard 
A loud yell in the distance almost to absurd
My name is Angelica, I am just a young girl who does not know 
Angelica just wants to live her life with help to grow
Angelica did not know what just happened she notice a figure in the distance
A little person just like her, a strong but gentle presence

Angelica saw the people who were shouting run off toward the voice
She was scared and she knew that she had to make a choice
Angelica fragile state was so confused and lost
She knew it will take burden on her at a cost
But in that moment of quietness a young but strong voice called out
Can you trust me just because? will you come with me with no doubt

My Story Telling  Together In A Strange World


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LIFE COMPLETED

I would give most anything if I could rewrite history
But that would not rid us of past misery
Lost in a world so full of rights, nobody cares to see my plight.
All the mysteries and wonders of life are clearly reflected, as is the light.
When my mind used to be overrun with emotions and thoughts,
Lately now they are trapped and caught. 
Right now in my life I’m blinded by the ecstasy of living.
I know that is why I’m so giving.
So I sit back and think about the yesteryears, smiling at the change that has taken over me.
Freedom has truly defined that is why I know that I’m free.
Strolling down the memory lane, and unafraid of the future.
See because I know my life is full of obstacles and adventure.
Eventually, with my mind and eyes wide open, 
I’ve come to understand, that some things, including life, change for the better; well that’s 
what I’m hoping.
With each new day, and with a brand new life to look forward to,
I will just stay positive and to myself remain true.
As I read the bible I’m trying to light the sadness of my empty soul.
But I know that in my life God has complete control.

Success is to be measured not so much by the position that one has reached in life as by the 
obstacles which he has overcome. – Booker T. Washington


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

The Rain and Wind

The wind blew events all over the place.
Intense emotions and it gave chase.
Lightning lighting to show us the sky.
People try to sleep and not cry.
Wisping by the wind keeps us awake.
The time trying to sleep the storms take.
Chills in everyone gives all shiver.
The clouds surrounded by moonlight is silver.
Heavenly prayers that the rain will stop.
The flood stopped a car the person in it was a cop.
People have seen such devastation.
The road that people made was week in creation.
Rivers near by was over flowing.
Trees that were there was not showing.
By the hour it claimed many.
My father woke up and did not see any.
Floating by was a boat.
Keeping people above water and a float.
My father kept a canoe.  
That some day we would use it, that he knew.
Time to paddle up and down the street.
The rain water kept getting on our seat.
It was so dark after the moon was behind the cloud.
Still the noise of thunder still covered the ears loud.
The smell of moist water never seem to go away.
My brothers seem to still sleep anyway.
My head was bobbing up and down.
I was so tired that I could not hear a sound.
The wind blew back and fourth.
It seems that my mom and dad paddle their worth.
Till all the people we saw with grace.
Help us out with embrace.
The time was so late at night.
Everyone was so sleepy and losing sight.
The fight with the weather was so hectic.
The feelings of energy was electric.
Losing to such natural disaster is hard to understand.
When people working hard to block the river with bags of sand.
With hard workers like my mom and dad.
They make things happen that is not bad.
Rough with weather they experience more than ever.
Leaders they are they are very clever.
From the night light of street lights to the morning glow.
The wind did not stop so.
Bringing in more clouds that ill.
The people who were still tired still had will.
The rush of water and waves blasting push the wall side.
Pushing and the force brought water inside.
The battle of our hour was getting long.
Backup people came to aid us was strong.
Rested they were to keep everyone with hope.
The people stopped the water with the strength of rope.
Heavy rain and loss of homes bring people together.
It is kind of sad that this was the only time to gather.
Chaos comes happiness how true.
This is why we are human that gives us a clue.
It is our nature to keep rain falling.
To know when it is time for our calling.
The winds bring such pain and sorrow.
That is why rain sometimes fallow.








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Overcoming Evil with Goodness

Overcoming Evil With Good...

"Do not be overcome by evil, 
 but overcome evil with good."
This verse from scripture
 is often misunderstood.

Many tend to "get back" at someone 
who's "wronged them."
Whether it be from a stranger... or even a friend.

You cannot fight evil with evil--
this isn't God's plan!
His concept of love and mercy-- you
 need to understand.

Remember  the words Jesus said in the beatitudes.
Perhaps this can stop any 
"revengeful attitudes."

You were called to be holy--
with Godliness in mind.
To be filled with his mercy... 
being gentle and kind.

Rise above whatever evil 
may come your way/
Overcome by doing this with 
God's goodness... today!

Allow the cross of Christ to be
 lifted up in your life.
Allow his spirit to remove all malice,
 bitterness and strife.

A compassionate and loving person 
in you... others will see!
What you do today--will impact your eternity!

An overcomer of evil is often
 difficult to do.
Obey and trust God--
He will see you through!

By Jim Pemberton 
Rom. 12:21


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Political Correctness Brings Spiritual Weakness

Political Correctness Brings Weakness!

In our country’s pursuit of “political correctness…”
We’re not in a position of strength…  But weakness!
It’s like you can’t hardly say anything anymore…
And you find yourself outside the courtroom’s door!
We may think we’re strong…   But we’re weakened!
You may ask; “how could all of this happen???”

We’ve attempted to replace God with a “new morality.”
This has brought a new generation of “moral depravity.”
We bend our laws to what is called; “constitutional.”
And forget about what is truth!  And what is biblical!
Even the ten commandments are often ridiculed and scorned.
As a great rise of ungodly living has been formed!
A tide of sexual perversion is what has taken place!
Bringing into my homes, much heartache and disgrace!

God’s truth is often “thrown out,” and avoided!
While a “new kind of living” has often been decided!
We need YOU Jesus!  Now!  More than ever before!
Our sins, on the old rugged cross, is what he bore!
Jesus is the answer to our problems!  He is the solution!
His blood can take away all of the sinful pollution!
Please dear lord, touch and convict us with your power!
Please heal this nation!  We need YOU this hour!

By Jim Pemberton   09/30/13





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God, I Need Your Forgiveness


God, I Need Your Forgiveness! God, I need your forgiveness, for things I’ve done! I need to be washed through the blood of your son! Please take away the heartache and pain! Help me to trust you, when I call on your name! May t take each day to really get to know you! And just take the time to say that I LOVE YOU! May my heart be humbled and broken within! And daily trust Jesus as my savior and friend! I’ll always need someone that I can lean on to! I don’t know what I’d do, if I didn’t have you! By Jim Pemberton


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Are YOU Ready For Christ Return

Are You Ready? Many in church aren't ready for Christ' return, Holiness in their lives must be learned. Many attend each Sunday, and go to every class. But outside church, their spiritual candle burns out fast. Everyone thinks they're doing fine and “o.k.” As long as they give money and sing and pray. They soak in God's word and memorize many verses. You can see their Bible tucked in behind their purses. A sense of excitement stirs each Sunday morning. But many fail to heed God's somber warning. Without holiness, no one shall enter God's throne. If Jesus came today— they'd be left alone. God knows the heart of man is wicked deep within. That's why Jesus said: “YOU MUST be born again.” Be separate from the world's wicked and sinful ways. “Be ready for my coming” is what Jesus says. At God's house, his divine judgement shall start. Live for Jesus NOW—love him with all of your heart. Keep this important thought in mind. If he came now—would you go—or be left behind? By Jim Pemberton


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There's A Web of Temptation And Sin

There’s a Web of Temptation and Sin!

There’s a web of temptation and a lot of sin…
That brings slavery and a strong bondage within!

Throughout this land, there’s an evil surge!
While many lives, seem to be getting “submerged!”

Being submerged, into a life, that many believe in.
They become perverted, but want all to receive them!

The “love and acceptance,”
 that many desire.
Puts them on a tightrope!  A very thin wire!

As the web of temptation and sin begin to grow.
It brings a bondage that damages the soul!

They may want to have “love and acceptance.”
But in their hearts, needs to be a godly repentance!

May the holiness of a righteous God be stirred!
That all will come back, to the truth of his word!

His son Jesus, came to the cross! He bled and died!
That through him, our lives can be totally sanctified!

Only the power of God, can bring a needed restoration!
He gives to one and all… 
 A heavenly invitation!

Whosoever will… Come now!  And accept him!
Won’t you take the time, to really know him?

Don’t allow the web of life to destroy 
and overcome you!
Come to Jesus now!  He really does
 LOVE YOU!

By Jim Pemberton


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A Selfish Prayer

It's hard when I see so much pain,
Filled with life's many hardships,
All these troubled souls praying,
For miracles through their worships,

Even at home they are lost,
And muddle through their days,
'Release us from our lots',
They cry out from their maze,

Yet I find it even harder still,
When I must stand here and watch,
With neither the way or the will,
To give what little I've got,

So Lord I pray you fill my cup,
Give me the success and station,
Where hope can spring from love,
To answer all this frustration,

Let me afford more than simple words,
Grant me the means to answer prayer,
Lay before me a path true and sure,
To receive great fruit I can share,

My life has taught me so very much,
As my prayers so often are granted,
I know what it means to be touched,
By the charity of the enchanted,

It brings a life of such great hope,
To you and all of those you love,
It helps you to widen your scope,
And great faith when times get tough,

So today Lord I finally pray,
For something I never have before,
I pray for riches so very great,
That I would never need to ask for more,

Vast wealth beyond Solomon or Jabez,
Great wisdom and eternal good health,
The power to shape the will of others,
And all the prayers I leave on the shelf,

And I pray that I remain steadfast,
In service to you through my fellow man,
And you answer this prayer however crass,
Before this poem is written by this hand.


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Helping Haiti

For there is no discrimination when catastrophe strikes;
It is no time to fight.
No race card of black and white.
This is when people of all creeds and races need to unite.
Sometimes I question, whether compassion for humanity still exists.
Haiti use to be where the rich thrive, and the poor perish,
We should quell their fears;
Lord give Haiti the strength to fight their tears. 
Now the wealthy and poor are united at last,
So let them assist each other and forget about the past,
They may be battered and beaten, but they are not defeated.
Haiti is where my Jesus is seated.
But out of the destruction, hope will rise,
For it's children I will always have tears in my eyes.
Bring a prayer and a friend
Let's support their cause and faith
Lord give Haiti the strength, don’t let them wait
While guided by Your light, it is the comfort they seek 
‘Cause their scenario is bleak
Come help if you can
So stretch your hands from land to land


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Turning Your Life Around

The Lord will supply all my needs and will fill up my cup.
You are a child of the King, bow to no negative circumstance or critical invective, so stand up!
God has wonderful plans for your life if you will just listen up!
God's spirit breathe new hope and life into you. 
Believe who He says you are, not what others say to insult and humiliate you.
Embrace a bold and courageous attitude. 
Always be polite never rude.
Believe who God says you are, not what enemies tag you,
To yourself just be honest and remain true.
Ask God to help you to "open your mouth and increase your territory" (prayer of Jabez in 1 
Chronicles 4:10). 
Prepare what you are going to say and then practice articulating your message clearly. 
When all is dark around you and no light shines at the end of your tunnel of despair,
Always remember God loves you and cares.
Get up and walk; don't just sit around bemoaning your problems. 
Beloved only our God can solve them.
Allow God to do a "new thing" in you (Isaiah 43)., Choose to become new again.
Ask God for a vision for your life, talk with God as you would a friend. 
Take a sabbatical rest especially when you are being blessed.
He does all of this so we can ready where there is new danger.
Be quick to listen, slow to speak, and slow to anger.






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WHAT TIME IS IT-.

Today, tomorrow, and yesterday time is always on pace.
One day soon time and mankind will lose the race.
God watches us with a marvel eye.
My how time pasts us by.
Some days I feel the minutes sliding through my fingers
There are no moments I know that linger
There is constantly a crowd of thoughts and events.
I always hearing myself saying “where has the time went.
See right now our time is borrowed.
Why don’t shadows ever get followed?
I do not want to be a man with a memory; 
That is confined by my infinite agony.
Time brings all things to pass,
But I don’t want it to move too fast.
A continual chain that nobody can explain.
It is nonstop like a spring rain.
The days are such a repetition and it is immutable in rhythm.
The unimportance of time is the gate to wisdom.

"One reason God created time was so that there would be a place to bury the failures of the 
past."
--James Long

"Time is God's way of keeping everything from happening at once."
Unknown


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I'm Going Nuts

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                                            constrain
                                            domain
                                            remain


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                        longing for rescue  -    domain   remain


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I Woke Up This Morning With A Mission On My Mind

I Woke Up With A Mission On My Mind… I woke up this morning with a mission on my mind. I wanted to tell others of Jesus! It was about time! There were so much scripture I began to ponder. My love for Christ grew down here and “up yonder!” When I needed some help. And needed it the most. Christ saved and filled me with the Holy Ghost! The excitement I had for Jesus began to brew. I wanted others to know this one that I knew! Others from church just couldn’t help to explain it! My love for Jesus... It’s hard to contain it! I pray that others will share of God’s life eternal. It’s my wish for their name to be in heaven’s journal! I pray that God will use the words that are spoken. To minster to the needy, bruised and the broken! Lord… Help me not to be ashamed of your GOOD NEWS! May there be a shout of victory beyond the church pews! A mission for Jesus... God has stirred in my soul! To be his example… Wherever I go! May the banner of the cross be lifted above… As an example of Christ sacrifice from his heart of love! A testimony of God’s goodness is a joy to share! Spreading his glad tidings to people everywhere! A mission for Jesus is what he’s already given! So others may know of a brand new way of livin’! By Jim Pemberton


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I Didn't Come To Church For Coffee

I Didn’t Come to Church For Coffee… I didn’t come to church for coffee… I came for prayer. In all of this entertainment. Is God still there? I didn’t come for a latte stand. Or for a couch to sit in. I came to meet a God who can take away my sin! I came to spend time with God. I don’t mean to be rude. But in all this kind of “excitement.” I’m not in the mood . I have a need. I need someone to simply listen. Everyone’s “too busy” in doing what they feel is “God’s mission.” Nothing here in this building really get’s me “excited.” If I wanted to... A “trip to Las Vegas,” could be provided. I came to meet Jesus. His presence is powerful and relevant. I need his touch right now. This is so evident! Jesus said his house; “is a house of prayer.” “Not a den of thieves.” From what I see here… Is this what everyone believes? I will seek his direction. Wherever he may lead me! Even if this church doesn’t receive me! I come to YOU God. You are filled with holiness and great power! Behold the Lord God… Could come THIS VERY HOUR! By Jim Pemberton 11/08/11


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Where Is My Life Going


As I think about where my life has been...
It’s hard to believe that I’m still here again!

I think about the many things
 I’ve been through.
And ask myself the question; 
“what am I going to do?”

With the trials of life, 
have come trials.
A life filled with uncertainty 
and many “traveled miles.”

It’s like riding the waves of life’s stormy sea.
Never knowing where the next wave will take me!

Everything I know...  And all that I’ve done…
I lay down my life at the feet of Jesus... 
 God’s precious son!

I ask you Jesus for mercy!  I come to you now!
I come before your majesty and humbly bow!

You’ve brought love and wholeness within!
You’ve given me a “new life!”  
And took away my sin!

I love and thank you Lord, 
for your hand extended!
The beauty of your holiness
 is to be commended!

You brought to me hope,
 in a hopeless situation!
And have given to me 
the wonderful gift of salvation!

By Jim Pemberton


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WISHES MAY COME TRUE

As the sun rises I feel nothing but you next to me. 
I feel so peaceful and so free
We've been acquaintances for quite sometime.
My only desire was that you'd be mine.
At this moment, the present 
I will always resent
My feelings for love I do know where it went
Somebody please tell me give me a hint
I want to please you in every single way
I enjoy being with you all during my day
I adore and love you more than anything in this world
I love you so, I'll do anything to keep you my girl
One look, one touch is all it took
At the moment I’m hooked
Emotions from the depth of my heart did not surface
Until I felt through your hug with that warm embrace
You are my soul, and my life
Baby, I wish you were my wife
I see you understand my need, my desire, my plea
And how I wished you would share it all with me

Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends. 
Jesus

If you judge people, you have no time to love them 
Mother Teresa







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Mali's Day

I was in a field near Maitland, just wading through this rain
and I'm feeling about as ragged as my jeans
Mali went home to lay down just before this rain
started spinning this old man's mind back into a dream

so I pulled my wood flute from my dirty red bandanna
and played it softly as I learned to sing the blues
didn't hear the words or see the lies just held Mali's hand in mine
We must have sung every song this grand-pa knew

Dreaming is just another word for nothing left to lose
Nothing means everything because this life it ain't free
And feeling good was so easy, Lord, Till I sang the blues
In real life feeling good was good enough for me

From her fast track to play time, she loved laying in the sun
That's where we could discuss the secrets in our souls
Through clear and stormy weather, arguments and the fun
Yeah, this blue eyed baby girl kept grampa from the cold

On a clear day near Amplatz, Lord, I felt her slip away
You knew she went to look for her Big Bro, I know Liam found her
I'd gladly trade all of my tomorrows for one single yesterday
If I could be holding that precious Mali on my knee

To remember is yet another word in this life some must lose
Dreams, hope and deep faith that's what Mali left me
Speak often to all who cross and you will realize who is free
Learning this together was good enough for me and Mali McGee


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WE MUST CHANGE

My spirit is kindled with hope and dreams
My ancestors were king and queens
Free from the rules I followed as a child,
When everything was a game and life was so mild
I was raised to be a leader not a thug
People want drugs rather than hugs
It’s sad but when you say black male in next breath you say homicide,
A black president and this country is still of racial divide
So who will be able to transcend the plight
It will always be black and white
Daily I read the bible to clear my mind because I need to be free
So I can see all I can see and just keep being all that I can be
You are living testimony and living proof
There are dreams, there are goals and there's no guarantee
I know that is true 'cause it happened to me.
Lord, What am I to do,
He told me to just keep being you
There will always be unrest and war in our world. 
In this world peace is more precious then diamond and pearls
As the moon brings serenity and mystery
I want to use my pen to make a change on my life’s journey
I have a dream for the future but I fear too much change,
I fear once I move on it won’t be the same
Tomorrow comes, and then again, it goes,
And my ambition to become something more, grows and grows.
Now times have changed and I realize nothing is fair,
And sometimes it seems like nobody even cares.
But trust me Jesus sees all and change will come when he appears!




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STAGE CENTRE

Christmas Sestina: Stage Centre!

A Child is born!  Of Life this is beginning.
His cup is to defend the truth and right.
A stable now becomes of earth the centre,
At this, as yet un-named but very first “’Christmas”.
Of pain and misery soon He’ll make an end,
For God, the Holy One, has entered time.

Some wise men saw a star, and said “It’s time
To see the newest miracle beginning –
A great King born – Oh what will be the end?
We thought that in the stars we had it right, 
But what is this new saga?   (Call it Christmas)
When stars show a new King at creation’s centre?”

And yes.  Indeed.  A scream erupts at centre
Of attention as the knife cuts deep in time.
Old Simon lives a happy day this Christmas –
Now satisfied with death, his new beginning,
While Anna cries rejoicing as the right
Messiah comes, to bring to death to end.

But this could never ever be the end
As baby Jesus will yet take stage centre,
As is his mortal destiny and right,
To come fulfill the prophecies in time,
To bring salvation as a new beginning.
Such a day will ever be known as Christmas.

Now men the whole world over celebrate Christmas.
Of blindness, ignorance now there is an end.
Of truth and life He brings a new beginning
As in the hearts of men he builds his centre.
Justice and compassion have their time,
And a man can set his Heavenly heritage right.

So know that everything will be set right
For Jesus came at night, on that first Christmas,
To start the final era – the last days of time.
His Spirit births in men who’re at an end
Of self, and who will gladly make Him centre
Of their death, and so engage the new beginning.

The earliest beginning was at Christmas.
Narcissism is right at its very end.
Now Jeshua has the centre of the stage of time.


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I CRY FOR HAITI

As sadness weighs heavily upon my heart
My pen does not know where to start
Haiti I weep for you in all your tragedy
What a devastation to humanity
For days the smell of death stenched the air
My heart was sadden and my soul was remorsed with care
My Lord Jesus praise you, we never seen so much godspeed help
Through out the world the pain is definetly felt
I cried when I seen all the destruction and corruption
So many children that are homeless, parentless, and hungry
There is so much confusing, death, missing people, and so many angry
But have you noticed so many mircales happening everyday
That is why we need to continue to be on bended knees and pray 
From shore to shore they run and flee
This is the mark of the enemy
But with all this strife 
My God still breathes life
All is not lost in the midst of need
When Haiti was wounded everybody around the world helped and took heed
It's a shame that it has to take a diaster for human hearts to awake
Oh how that island was hit by a mighty earthquake
For we hear their cries, and our hearts weep
Echos of pleading are heard through the streets
Comfort them, help, encourage, and lift them from the dust
Everyone needs to do something, in God we need to be patient and trust


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Lest I Become

If I were what I long to be

I’d ascend the sky and soar
About the sun
I’d pray my prayers, I’d jump,
I’d run

I’d race all the winds
Until the sun can no longer be
And then rest upon a cloud 
Looking down at the sea

I’d twinkle with the stars
And crave upon their lust
I’d dance with the moon
And sway with a gust

I’d be in joy of liberty
If only for once
Away from all the turmoil
Protests and allegiance

Yes, it is I, a wanderer, a 
Palestinian under fire
Roaming within my thoughts
In dreams I desire

For a day maybe... when
Weapons are no more, 
When blood runs warm in veins
And not cold on tiled floors 

I’ll only dream today…lest one day I become
                                         


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I'M TALKING WHO'S LISTENING

From North, South, East, and West
I think all of us are full of stress
All the old values are in demise 
Half truths, no truths, are just lies
Radio and TV tell you half the story 
Newspapers and magazines are more gory
New terror is conflicts that abound
A cry of fear is our new sound
The criminals have endless rights 
While the victim is lost in his own plight 
No pretense 
Now days who uses common sense
There is a lot of unhappiness and a lot of strife 
Just look around how can we improve life?
War after war seems like the inevitable solution to a problem
But peace and love is the only way to solve them
Does anybody care?
Is the answer because we all live in fear.
So what is your answer?
It is eating at our thought and lives like cancer.
The consciousness of humanity must soon grow to incorporate this truth
The world as a whole can finally come to a place of peace and harmony now that is proof.
No one is better or worse; 
History repeats itself, mankind is that our curse?

It is better to be violent, if there is violence in our hearts, than to put on the cloak of nonviolence to cover impotence.  ~Gandhi



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unleash from within

18th & 19th February 2012

Weary, drained spent, shattered, Deep inside, many of us are spattered & battered. Oddled once joyous hearts now beat all tattered, Happiness to the heart is what always mattered. Delayed, late, belated, in life arrives somber, Dark, dull, drab, dingy, macomber, Dismal, solemn, melancholy, lugubrious, These recur within and indigenous. I decree to me and myself To Unleash from within Unleash from within me the power of choice, To take a chance on change and rejoice. Unleash from within the power to give, and forget and forgive. Unleash from within the power of trust, Work on the “t” or the relationship will rust. Unleash from within the power to listen, But not lose your voice or happy face that glistens. Unleash from within the belief, That something wonderful will happen today and will be a big relief. Unleash the power not to criticize yourself, And see for yourself what happens when you appreciate yourself. Unleash from within the power to Love Learn Laugh . Unleash from within, Unleash from within…………… The beginning is the hardest but is life’s secret cotter pin………..


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It Is Possible

17 July 2010

When we see the world is getting uglier as it goes
We tried to make it happy, because that’s where we belong
We just follow the open air and to where it will close
The truth is, we want to create our own world in headstrong

We are tied to our past and never loosen
And among the many seclusions, it keeps coming back
Sad and happy moments replayed as often
Tears and smile accompanied our luck

Until someone came and makes your world beautiful
Makes the night with stars shining even in gloomy sky
Makes every lazy and busy day be grateful
That is why we can say it is possible, if someone will lead us to try

Life has many ups and downs and the test begins unknowingly
We may lose or victory to come our way, but the place in the middle is best
We are halfway to falling down and halfway of reaching dreams glowingly
We disavow our existence, but think of handicapped and their stresses

The things that bother us now are just small stuff that we can let go
Life is just a borrowed clothes and soon to be hanging when not in use
Glory to God that we are given a chance to live for a while at apropos
What is left for us is to make the most of what we think is right to choose


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For All Of My Sin Guilt And Shame

For All Of My Sin, Guilt And Shame… The sins I’ve committed… There are so many. Is there any hope for me. Is there ANY? The things I’ve done have caused me much shame. I’m often embarrassed when others call my name. My past failures and mistakes. They abound! And have a tendency to “pull me down.” I’ve often felt “unlovable” with a discouraged mind. It seems like my life, “is racing against time.” I was told that Jesus loves me and can make me whole. How could someone like this love me? I’ll never know. How could a God who’s so merciful and lovable. Find anything inside of me… That’s “valuable?” I’ve read in hi word, that he purchased my life with his. An abundant and eternal life… He freely gives! Dear Jesus. I ask you to come into my life and wash it clean. I ask you to be my Lord. My righteousness. My everything! For all of my failures, mistakes and every sin. I long for your presence and peace within! Only YOU can restore my life through your gift of salvation. I give you my heart. And an opened invitation! Thank you Lord! For the work that you’re going to do. I want you to know how much I love and appreciate YOU! By Jim Pemberton 09/21/11


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Draconian II

[The Puppeteer]
The storm I see you in
Caught in the race of Caïn
Held by the arms you cannot see--the conducter of Ennui 
-No stronger than the void you hold within-
It began with a hope, an obsession
Casted into, slavery of repugnant possessions 
Granted by, the Avaricious Lords, the ones we serve for
-They Told Us to pray, hope, away from despair, the despair caused by their immaculate Hands
Malice, envy, greed, was granted to me, The Feudal Dream, we want to be Them, just like him
-just how he solaces us, ambivalent hope, engendering knives to my throat 

[The Fall]
In this Valley of morning and weeping
Love lies bleeding, in desperate fear
With their talons, the hunt to rip out thy heart 
As each velvet petal falls apart
Her body chained in their bile and lies, covered with their red-spy
-sent just to check if our souls are in line, do not defy 
Her blood velvet and pure, drips away with innocence of the amber guardian 
The soil of plagues, beggars, and graves
Is know her home, the coven of solace
Though the seed has died--resurrection Is near passing through death's fear
One stronger than you--and thy funeral skies
She is alive--anew
But the vapors still remain
The Apocalypse is here, do we fear?
Just for the death of our sins
Elysia never Seemed so far away

[Our Damnation]
Solitary ruins, Fulfill their visions
We strayed far from the depths within 
We all lingered to his solace--lies
-you make the sign everyday, but lack toknow the name
We are just the toys, he pulls all of the strings
We are nothing in this burning world
of Decadence, and Failed Semblance

[Draconian] 
Draconian--Reach for the shadows within
Draconian--Break from the Fallen's son
Draconian--Their empirical lies, only die
Draconian--Reach the shadows within


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I Am Who I Am

Its bad enough that everyday I walk down memory lane, &&' It really puts me in alot of pain. I've been doing the best that I can, but I am who I am. I'm getting tired of everyones exspectations, people always pulling me in different directions. Even when I'm falling down, people still push me on the ground. I'm gonna keep trying, no more lying. No more games, done mentioning names. Being two-faced isn't cool, it just makes you look like a fool. I'm never looking back, that life was wack. I'm done trying to make everyone happy, when they treat me so crappy. I may not have alot of friends, in the end, but atleast I don't have to pretend. I'm gonna be true, with or without you. You'll see, I'm done letting people get to me.


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The Bible Gives the Recipe for Success

The Bible Gives the Recipe For Success!

The Bible gives the recipe to be successful!
Life doesn’t have to be burdened and stressful!

True spiritual success, may not be what you think of!
God can give much more, than you can dream of!

He gives joy unspeakable!  The half hasn’t been told!
You can walk with him one day,
 on streets of gold!

Blessings come from allowing
 Jesus to rule your heart!
This is where an abundant life,
 can actually start!

Fellowship with Jesus, is friendship divine!
He can restore your life! 
And bring peace of mind!

He can restore anything the enemy
 has taken away!
And offers true love and joy,
 to brighten your day!

God’s recipe for success, 
cannot be made or bought!
His son died for you! And loves you a lot!

Won’t you read the Bible? 
 And allow God’s word to be applied?
Everything you’ll ever need in life... 
 He has supplied!

Please Lord Jesus…  
Come and fill our empty soul!
It’s only YOU that can make us whole!

By Jim Pemberton    


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Work

Work.
Toil.
The pain I put in the ground.
For such a precious thing.
Corn. 
The family enjoys their meal.
They plant their leftover kernels.
And wait for me to tend to them.
Work. 
An endless cycle in which happiness is born.


©Demand4poetry
21 February 2013


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You Are Valuable To God


You’re Valuable To God! You‘re valuable to God! He gave you his best! You can enjoy his love, peace and rest! You‘re valuable to Jesus! He bled and died… He sacrificed his life for you, and was crucified! You’re valuable! You were bought with the Lord’s blood. Everything he’s given to you is because of his love! You’re valuable to God, and so wonderfully made! A way to get to heaven has already been paid! You’re valuable and precious! One of a kind! When God created this world. He had YOU in mind! You’re valuable to the lord! He wants you to know… Not all of the world’s money can purchase your soul! You’re valuable to God! He offers his salvation. You can enjoy his peace and sanctification! You’re valuable to God! Won’t you come to him? And experience his love, and the forgiveness of sin? God offers to you eternal life that’s precious! He speaks to you from a heart of mercy and kindness! By Jim Pemberton


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Crucifier (poem story)


On the day He died, I felt ashamed.
Quiet and remorse, I wanted to remain..
Why did I follow the ways of the worldly men?
When they mocked, scorned and spit on him?
I was the cause for what He went through.
I tried to find comfort; but, guilt was all I knew.
I couldn't eat or sleep, knowing He was dead.
Wishing now, I could take back everything I did or said.
When I had no one, He took care of me.
Set in my ways, his caring; I couldn’t see..
When I was ridiculed He didn’t take part.
Every kind thing He did, came from the heart.
He showed love to the rich and the poor.
To the lonely and the broken hearted, He restored.
How could I have been so prideful and blind?
How could I have been so cruel and unkind?
Sadness and guilt would not give up.
I wanted desperately to have taken the cup.
Why did I point at him and yell “Crucify!"
Part of the crowd, I sentenced him to die!
Oh, my Judas heart what have I done!
Oh, heavenly Father, I have betrayed your Son!
Crying and weeping, my heart slowly withers away~
So ashamed of what I took part in and witnessed that day.
As the days and nights slowly wore on.
I knew in my Judas heart what must be done.
In my heart I no longer wanted to live.
My own life, I wanted to give.
I bowed my head, feeling laden with sorrow.
What is the future of man's tomorrow?
I lifted up my face with tear stained delight.
There beyond me a beautiful luminous sight.
Was that Jesus standing there? Or was it a dream?
I wanted to run and tell him those things I said, I didn't mean.
I walked up to him crying and at his feet I knelt.
He looked at me, knowing my heart; what I felt.
He showed me his nail pierced hands~
Why He still loved me, I didn’t understand..
What I did I could no longer face.
But, in loving arms, I realized I was saved by his grace.
He said, He loved me and all men still.
That He died because it was His Father’s will~
That, through him, all men might be saved.
I knew then, in place of ours, his life He gave.
That all men may repent and be forgiven.
To be in heaven eternally~
Not In Hell, forever condemned. 
To reign with the heavenly Father~
For all eternity, where unconditional love abides~
To be with Christ forever~ by His side.


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' More Than Any Of Us ... '

Braver … Than All The Mighty Lions Can Roar
Braver … Than All The Spirited-Wings, That Soar
Braver … Than All The Explorers, Who Explored     ( Philippians 2: 7, 8 )
Braver … Than All Or Any Of Us … Is The Lord

Truer … Than Those Who Faced Beasts, Who Devoured
Truer … Than Any Martyr, Who Has Been Whipped & Scoured
Truer … Than Any, Who Have Faced Hate & Been Scarred
Truer … Than Any Creature Ever, Is The Lord

The Freedom Fighter … More Than Any Mortal-Soldier
The Freedom Fighter … More Than Any Mortal-Warrior
The Freedom Fighter … More Than Any Army Corp
The Freedom Fighter … Problem-Solver & So Much More

The Leader … More Than Julius Caesar
The Leader … More Than The Great Alexander
The Leader … More Than Queen Elizabeth-Tudor
The Leader … More Than Eisenhower Or Any Super-Power

The Conqueror … He Is Unbeatable, Undefeatable
The Conqueror … He Is Undeniable, Undefiable
The Conqueror … He Is Invincible, Indefensible
The Conqueror … He Is Unstoppable, Unswervable

Stronger … Than Any Petrified, Nailed Board !
Stronger … Than Any Bound & Thorn Whip-Cord !
Stronger … Than Any Guard, Or Tombstone Hard !
Stronger … Than Any Bloodied, Spear Or Drawn Sword !

(He’s Stronger Than Any Bullet Or Bomb Can Explode!)

So, Look Higher … Than Any Arch Cathedral
Look Higher … Than Any Gold-Domed Temple
Look Higher … Than Any Religious Symbol
Look Higher … Than Any Cosmic Or Man-Made Idol

The One Messiah, The Worthy One, Paid What We Can’t Afford
The One Messiah, The Worthy One, His Blood & Soul Outpoured
The One Messiah, The Worthy One, The Christ, Who Restored
It’s All On Record, GOD Gave His Word, GOD Gave, The Lord

Braver … Than All The Lions & Beasts, That May Roar                             ( Rev. 13: 11-15 )
Truer … Than All The Saints & Self-Made Saviors Or Survivors
Stronger … Than Any Enemy, Higher Than Our Hearts, For Love Is His Core
The Freedom-Fighter, Leader-Conqueror, Who Will Win The Final-War       ( Rev. 16: 14-16 ) 

(Braver … Than Any Human Being, Ever Born)

    GOD … Please Grant Us:
     The Courage Of Jesus
     The Strength Of Jesus
       The Loyalty Of Jesus
        The Love Of Jesus

          The King Of Kings               ( Rev. 19: 16 )
         The Prince Of Peace             ( Isa. 9: 6, 7 )
             & The Amen …                 ( 1 Cor. 1: 20  &  Rev. 3: 14 )
That’s Why … In The Name Of Jesus  ( Philippians 2: 9-11 )

                 Amen

            His  MoonBee


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Words Spoken

So many words that have no meaning, spoken in our society.
So many people not understanding, what they even speak.
Why should they use God's name in vain, does it make them big inside?
Why should they use four letter words, just what are they trying to hide?

I find it so in T.V. and books, and even on the common street.
What is it that makes our society one of evil and conceit?
What can we do but pray, to change it back to God above?
So on my knees, I lift my voice to Him, for the Country that I love.


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I Was Homeless... Now I Have A Home

Never had a voice.
Never had a choice.
Never had a room.
My life was doomed.
Wanted to get away.
No one to turn to.
Not allowed to mix,
With crowds.
Always heard cursing,
Out loud.
Asked God why I,
Had no where to go.

No place where I fit in.
No place where I was me.
No place that I could see,
Hear, feel, touch, 
Or taste peace.

No where I had love.
Not realizing that that,
Place was temporary,
That I had to be there,
Just for a while.
So that one day I'll,
See a smile,
And hear well done,
My faithful servant.

You have fought the,
Good fight, kept the,
Faith, ran the race.
I was there with you,
In that place. Now I have,
A new home for you.
For you to lift your voice,
Because you made the ,
Right choice. You have,
Many rooms. You come my way,
And turned to me.
Come home with me,
To live in peace and victory.




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Haikus About God: III

Beauty of nature
Why condense it down to God?
Isn’t life enough?


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I Went To Church Last Sunday


I Went To Church Last Sunday… I went to church last Sunday, and much to my surprise. I got up real early. It was just before the sunrise. I wanted to be with others in worship to my Lord. But when I arrived, so many there look so “bored.” When they were singing the songs, some didn’t seem to care. As I looked around, hardly anyone noticed I was there. By the time the people were asked to sing another song. Some greeted the worship leader with just another “yawn.” Did anyone really want to worship Jesus the risen king? Is church a place to simply “get bored with everything?” As the preacher arose to preach his “Sunday sermon best.” “Fill between the lines,” he said… This was to be the “test.” Shortly after the outlines were filled, there was a “closing prayer.” I noticed many of the people were “happy to get out of there!” I thought to myself as I left and walked out the door… “Is this what the true body of Christ meant for?” “Where is the sin-cleansing power of God I’ve heard about?” “Has the power of God in many churches been ‘kicked out?’” I pray that the presence of God will get a hold of our heart. May our worship for Jesus be evident… Right from the start! May our relationship with Christ be very important to us. May we give him our life! Our heart! And our trust! May our love for him not be a “boring Sunday experience.” May we serve HIM daily… Expecting a divine appearance! The Jesus I know is bigger than any denomination might be! And only his blood has the power to set men free! Serving and loving Jesus is an opportunity with living! A life in totally surrender to Christ is what we much be giving! By Jim Pemberton


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My Best Friend

My best friend
Is your best friend too!
He died for me;
He died for you!


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Saints


Surrounded by a cloud of Witnesses who urge us
Who can bring hope and encourage us to follow Fr. Christ
Without counting the cost
In the midst of the storm
We call in mind the examples of Saints

Let’s remember that we are not alone
We are the little brothers and sisters of these great souls
Just as in the natural order older siblings protect, encourage younger ones
So it is our life of faith
Saints left us a road map

How to follow in the footsteps of our Beloved Savior
Not only that
They accompany us
Through their writings
And, Through their powerful intercession

Written 092902


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Jesus' Birthday

I think about my life and what I've become.
Why don't I have a wife and why I'm still on the run.
I think if I'd done better, things would be easy for me.
Life just can't be this hard. Why are my goals so hard to see?
How do I become a movie star? How do I live in fame?
Maybe if I was famous, my life wouldn't seem lame.
Scrounging up some change for some milk at the store.
Lawn furniture in the living room, my room's bare without a door.
Christmas time is coming, I can't afford to buy gifts.
Blankets all around me as the cold weather shifts.
No ride to the store, just my own two feet.
I hear laughing all around me with every person I meet.
The only way to survive or to get things for me,
is to take without permission or hope for your sympathy...
This isn't my life,but I know this to be true.
We need to be kinder to those around, a lot less fortunate then you.
Jesus says, as much as you've done to one of these, you've done unto me.
Remember that, when others need your help, and you pretend not to see.
Christmas is coming, but you need to think of it this way.
It's not just a day of candy and gifts, it's Jesus' birthday.
Remember what all he did for us, and how he payed the ultimate price.
Maybe the next time you come across these people, you'll remember to be nice.
Jesus Christ, for you, I'll try harder each day.
It's the way I can give you a present on your wonderful birthday!!!


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Dedication to Everyone

I feel that I have found a home in this cyberspace
with full of hearts and ideas in a special place
I wonder of all the people in the world to make me smile
with antics that help me grow in every mile
I do want to say to all of the people with respect
because of all of you my mind is not in a wreck
I would lie if I did not get ideas from all of you
without you my poems would not come true
I bless everyone with care 
with kindness and without dis-pare
I hold my hands high and put them together
with this I bless you with good weather
I do read some of the poems that people put out
sometimes I feel with out a doubt
I feel the pain in the poems that some has revealed
with hopes that they can read with their mind not sealed
I smile a bunch with every word
it is like a music in my head making a cord
I do want you all to know that you have made my day
to be a better day in every different array
I cherish my time with all the people in my heart
the words flow in my mind is just but a start
I'm happy with everyone in PoetrySoup.com 
with hardship that came this cyberspace makes me calm
I cannot choose five cause if I do I don't think it's right
just to tell you that is just my own insight
I thank all for helping me grow with all the poems that are shown
with faith and humor, with views of kindness this site has grown

If I had to say or dedicate my poems to who 
would be the first five who reads my poems with a point of view


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God is great

God is great. God is strong, watching over us with love keeping us safe in the shadow of his wings where we belong, the Lord gives and the Lord takes away, but no matter how sad things are i will thank the Lord every single day, some people come into our life and some people go, but God never leaves us this I do know, so no matter how much 
llife tries to make you give in, stay close to Jesus... for with him the battle he always will win. Amen he goes before us to guide our way, he stands behind us to catch us if we fall and stand beside us in everything that we do, nothing can ever seperate us from the Love of God, we grow in his love every day and we sing his praises regardless of how much life hurts us, just keep singing and praying and standing with God, first in our hearts king forevr. price of peace Amen 

For I know the plans I have for you,” says the Lord. “They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope. In those days when you pray, I will listen. If you look for me wholeheartedly, you will find me. I will be found by you,” says the Lord. “I will end your captivity and restore your fortunes. 
The Lord says, “I will guide you along the best pathway for your life.
I will advise you and watch over you. Amen


 i recenty tried to help a  friend who  I  prayed for  some time ago for too i tried to do something nice and inspirational and now they are not talking to me at all, I dont get it, the kinder you are the more people just wana hurt you for no reason, I dont even know what i did wrong how sad is that but God still stands strong Amen


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'Give me drink, rest, and solitude'

Give me drink, rest, and solitude--
these are all the things I long for.
Give me as well your finest food
and I'll ask of you, lass, no more!

My bonnie lass, what's the matter--
why are you all sorry and alone?
Don't be sad because you're fatter
than most, lass, for love loves its own.

Sweet lass, I'll tell you a secret.
If I were a young lad again,
I'd pursue you without regret!
But as I am three-score and ten

years old, indeed, I can never
be the youthful lad you most need.
But your pain won't be for ever:
for your heart will refuse to bleed.




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Where does the Time go

I feel as though time is slipping away,
And more is gone each passing day…


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We Belong To Our Children

Today we need a miracle of revolutionized culture to survive with our heritage's past for our future.
 Many of us don't even know our traditional language no more. 
So much has already been taking from us that it seems most of our culture is forever lost.
 There is a big difference between white man's law and our Native American laws,
 Many of us have been here in America since time began here in the America's and the only waste we leave behind is the bodies of our people burried like our culture is being buried in the prarie.
 The white man has raped and took our culture and way of life from us. 
So what kind of legacy will we leave behind as a Native people? We must reject the white mans way, we must take no part of it, but how can we when we are now a conquered people among a conquering people which a majority remain white.
 We as a Native people only want to survive so that we can remain who we really are, and its our language and traditions who make us who we are and it is dying at a alarming rate.
 Our way of life is today is almost gone and how can we ask to pass on our culture when too much of it is gone and soon our people's legacy will be just that, a legacy.
 We are the lost generation of young Native's unseen to the mainstream American eyes.
 So with that said we as a people must cling onto what we have left because if we don't do it now we will never get back to who we once were as a people.
 There used to be millions of buffalo that feed, clothed and helped us survive as a people now the buffalo roam no morem and all that roams the prairie is a broken dream of many spirits longing for the living to bring back the buffalo.
 Many of our elders and great one's died are will killed too quicly for their knowledge to be passed down the wisdom of our great people.
 Now we have to pick up the many broken piece's where our ancient ancestors left off.
 Now for the one's who do want to keep our culture alivewe have to teach ourselves what we dont already know with experience.
 Now that the cultural leaders are dead and gone we have to search deep within ourselves to know who we really are as a ancient Native people.
 We must teach our children now for great grandma's and grandpa's are in our children, many or almost all just don't lnow it yet.
 My life and the life of my peers belong not to certain indivduals but the life we live and breathe belong to the people no matter our Native blood degree, it's not that our children belongs to us rather it's us that belong to the children.


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The familiar phrase, The Windy City

I’ve a vast store of mem’ries about Chicago
as I’ve lived there for a couple of years
helping out in the parish of many immigrants,
especially Mexicans and Puerto Ricans.

I’ve made friends and a number of them
still continue to correspond by emails;
it’s like a treasure-trove of relationships -
where friendship makes a big difference.

I still remember when I get invitations
from people of other cultures in their homes;
their different cuisines and customs,
a great experience, a wealth of culture.

Chicago’s known for many attractions,
home of architecture with modern skyscraper
the neo-gothic Tribune Tower in the north
along with white Wrigley building in the city;
rich in architectural history, a sight to behold!

Its classic and modern architecture so far,
complements each other in visible terms,
with innovative ideas and creative designs
a special city with marvelous history.

Daniel Burnham, the famed architect,
designed the Merchandise Mart and others
significant to his life like ‘Paris on the Prairie’,
a tapestry of combined art of old and new.

Renowned architects with their respective styles
such as Frank Lloyd Wright and his prairie designs,
Louis Sullivan and his visible ornate facades
Ludwig Miles van der Rohe for modern styles.

Oh, Chicago, known also as the Windy City
so rich in history and its uniqueness too,
the time when a huge fire razed the city
destroyed lovely buildings in 1871.

Well, with the growing skyscrapers in the city
Chicago Spire, for instance, with its 150 stories
designed by a renowned architect Calatrava,
stands as the tallest building in North America.

With the so-called Trump Tower in its 92 stories
and then, Waterview Tower with its 90 stories,
Sears Tower, the skyscraper with its 110 stories,
that’s the only tallest among buildings in the U.S.

Oh well, this is Chicago in the landscape of beauty,
as a windy city, as well as a gateway to reality;
there’s meaning to trace back in history
there’s continuing progress towards this century.


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12 Fruits of the Holy Spirit Prayer

Lord God, send us Your Divine and Moral Virtues to assist people

Faith, to deeply understand and produce evidence to the unseen

Impart Hope to be determined and persevere successfully

For persons to consider a little generosity to Charity

To present Prudence by being careful

For untruthfulness to bring into Justice

Give fortitude for lawmakers and government officials to be strong

Bring in Temperance to exercise Patience and Tolerance

We ask these in the name of Father Christ Jesus to send out the Virtues of the Holy Spirit

Amen.
09132012


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A DIVINE HOOK-UP: Loyalty, Love and Devotion When Women Worship God

Naomi and her family departed from Bethleham Judah the land of milk and honey
in the midst of a famine as they were unable to earn any money
so on to the region of Moab they ventured and prospered to some degree
until Naomi lost her husband and both sons and was left alone to grieve
to her daughters-in-law she told them both to their families they should go back
but one daughter-in-law Ruth refused to let their relationship come under attack
she told Naomi I will never leave you nor forsake you
I will stay by your side no matter what we have to go through
your people will be my people, your God will be my God
and wherever you choose to travel you and I will never part
with loyalty, love and devotion Ruth needed Naomi in her life
in order for her to develop a relationship with our Lord Christ
now worshipping God together placing their fate in His hands
for this was a divine hook-up that the Lord our God had planned

Now Naomi needed Ruth too but was to afraid to admit it
as she felt she had been forsaken by the presence of the Holy Spirit
but God was in the midst of that relationship from the very start
He had destined that Ruth and Naomi would never, ever part
for when women worship God great relationships are made in life
with loyalty, love and devotion in the name of Jesus the Christ
 
In the course of your life there will be people whom you need and require
to help you to be all that you can be in the way that God desires
the clarifiers in your life will help you to see what is your mission
the collaborators in your life will encourage you to come to a decision
the confronters in your life will nag you and stay in your face
while the comforters in your life if they're of God will help you find your place
then the celebrators in your life will help you to rejoice in your victory
with the spirit of love, devotion and a godly loyalty

Now Ruth went on to get remarried but kept Naomi as a member of her household
for their relationship was a divine hook-up that was under God's control
for when women worship God great relationships last an eternity
Naomi and Ruth a divine hook-up of love, devotion and loyalty


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We're Just Sinful Human Beings

We’re Just Sinful Human Beings! All of us are just sinful human beings! Scripture says; “the heart is sinful above everything!” Even if we try to hide and wash our sins away… Wickedness in our heart, is there, each day! God made Adam and Eve, with perfection! But sin crept in, like a deep and wicked infection! He put them in the Garden of Eden with a choice. It was up to them to listen to his voice. They had all they could want, with one instruction. Disobeying this, would lead to their destruction. Satan took the form of a snake to tempt their mind. And their disobedience affected all of mankind! Since that time, mankind has needed atonement! Only the blood of Jesus can cleanse you! This very moment! Only his blood can wash away sin’s dark stain! It can only be found when one calls on Jesus’ name! We’ve all sinned and fallen short of God’s glory! But wait! This doesn’t have to be the end of the story! God and all of his angels in heaven, are waiting for YOU! The love and blood of Jesus, can make you BRAND NEW! His love, for our sins, is what he offers in exchange! You can be forgiven! And forever totally changed! This opportunity is for you, to reach out and take! Won’t you do it now? For eternity’s sake??? By Jim Pemberton


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WE MUST BELIEVE THAT......

We must believe that the sun shines always after the rain 
We must believe that yes it hurts but it is only pain
We must believe that there is hell and heaven
We must believe that six follows seven
We must believe that faith brings forth hope
We must believe that without love how can we cope
We must believe that our children will lead our tomorrow
We must believe that guiding them with God’s love and let them know that Jesus is there hero
We must believe that dreams do come true
We must believe that there's destiny for me and you
We must believe that in living with no regrets
We must believe that life is as good as it gets
We must believe that God watches over us
We must believe and know that in God we should trust 
We must believe in making the most out of a every day
We must believe and have faith when we pray
We must believe that in one moment any situation can change your life
We must believe that with God’s love there's still help when you’re in strife
We must believe that health is wealth
We must believe that you have to love everybody as you love yourself
We must believe that our troubles are temporary
We must believe that we should all live in peace and harmony


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Family

A decade in to
a new millennium,
a woman, nearing
a century on Earth,
braces herself in
a doorway of
the house,
she has lived in since birth.

Her oldest son unfastens his belt, and takes a seat at the end of her table,
where her middle son just fixed the legs of the chair; to make sure it was stable.
Her youngest son brushes the webs off the wall, and scrubs the stains from the floor.
Her only daughter packs up her pictures, and helps her through the door.

A decade in to 
a new millennium,
a life, almost
a century long,
comes flooding back
to the thoughts of a woman
who feels removed 
from where she belongs.

Her daughter tries to lift her spirits, (from the room in which, she slept as a child)
but no one could easily witness their memories, all being sorted, and filed.
Her house is dissected, and put in a truck that waits - like a thief - in the drive.
-The cumbersome stance; the delicate dance; together, they help one another survive.

A decade in to 
a new millennium,
a woman approaches
a century - passed.
A man in the attic
waves from the window -
Assuring her: 
This home will not be her last.


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To Whom It May Concern

To Whom it may concern,
the chances of my letter reaching you
are as slim as a message in a bottle.
My words throttle in waves of desolate emotion.
As common at it may be,
the moral to the message at sea is "Chance".
To Whom it may concern,
the chances of my letter reaching you
are as slim as a baby walking without a waddle.
My words throttle in falls of desolate emotion.
As common as it may be,
the moral of the waddling baby is "Chance".
To whom it may concern,
the chances of my letter reaching you
are as slim as a sponsor less model.
My words throttle in bankrupts of desolate emotion.
As common as it may be,
the moral to the model's degree is "Chance".
To Whom it may concern,
The chances of my letter reaching you are slim.
Because of my desolate emotions, I try any how.
As common as it may be,
It's by chance that one day you might hear me
Sincerely, To Whom it may concern


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LOVE IS NEEDED

My love has no conditions
My heart loves to listen
When I am inspired by my fears
It is comforted by my tears
Hate is suffocated through the lack of light
But love makes things shine so bright
Being in love makes us unable to discern with time
It flies when we are, it even leaves us behind
Oh how we become blind
It so hard to keep but easy to find
Innocence, honesty, and truth will lead the way
True love I hope to find it some day
Love lacerates us thoroughly
Why don’t people take love seriously
Some say love is a advancement to evolution
It’s the only key to mankind’s solution
In Heaven and Earth love is the highest emotion
It is desperately need in this existing civilization
Through the faith of my tomorrows
Trust me where there is hate love will always follow

There is no fear in love; but perfect love casteth out fear. -- John 4:18

Hatred stirreth up strifes: but love covereth all sins. -- Proverbs 10:12


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People In Church Need To Reach Out

In church... One of the 
enemy's tricks...
Is to get everyone forming
 their own "cliques."

People "choosing" who'll they
 accept as a sister or brother.
Negecting the commandment
 to love one another.

A stranger coming to this
 church has a dificult time.
Trying to find anybody who'll
 give him some of their time.

There may be a needy person
 coming through the door.
He'll soon think; "what in the world
 did I come here for?

CHURCH!  Have you forgotten
 what being a Christian is?
We're God's children.
  His ambassador!  We are HIS!

Don't just "love" people of 
your own choosing.
In the end...  It's you that 
will be losing.

It's time that we reach
 everyone in Jesus' name!
Knowing that it was for all of 
mankind our savior came!

By Jim Pemberton
2007


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Haikus About God: IV

God made all people
But some better than others?
Stop being silly.


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Haikus About God: VI

The body: sacred
We’re all made in God’s image
Hence... circumcision?


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The Fear of the Lord Brings Wisdom

The Fear of the Lord Brings Wisdom!

The fear of the lord is the beginning of wisdom.
This is a helpful key to enter his kingdom!

This encourages a reverence
for his holy name!
Having God’s wisdom, can spare us,
 so much shame!

God loves and cares for us! 
 And listens when we pray!
Through his son Jesus, 
his love has been displayed!

He’s given to us his word,
 as a way to remind us…
We may get lost…  
But God’s love will find us!

Having a Godly fear, will nourish the soul!
Having his wisdom will help
 make us whole!

Won’t you seek the Lord?
While he may be found?
He can pick you up, when you feel
 you’re losing ground!

Come one and all! 
 All of heaven does proclaim…
Anything you need… 
 You can find in Jesus’ name!

Please, dear lord, bring your
 presence and love!
And guide us with your wisdom
 and spirit from above!

By Jim Pemberton


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The True Meaning of Easter

The True Meaning of Easter! The true meaning of the Easter story, Is God’s Son came down to Earth from glory. Jesus really does love you and me. He was born to die that you might be free. For 33 years, he lived among sinful men. Then one day was to be an atonement for our sin. He who was born of the virgin Mary’s womb. Was to one day rise again from an empty tomb. So many people today have gotten into a bad habit, of replacing Jesus with the bunny rabbit. So please reach out to others and let them know, Of the lover and redeemer of their soul. The true meaning of Easter must forever be said. Of God’s son who died, but arose from the dead! By Jim Pemberton


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Spirituals and Drums

My ancestors walking in the night
using oil lights and moonlight for guides
while being instructed to Wade in the Water
to camouflage their scents like disguise

The Sweet Chariot awaited 
so they could ride away
Harriet was a soldier
and it wasn't an option to be caught during the day
That's the same mentality Nat Turner had when he sang
Steal Away

They would follow the drinking gourd
so all were in accord to go north
The Gospel Train was coming
and at the end of the journey
was a fine reward
Freedom was coming
and it was a long time coming and
they walked until they heard freedom bells ringing
and I still hear their tired footsteps running

Thinking of My Darling Nelly Gray
Stolen from my arms a random September day
and eliminated our chances to run away together
No family ties, no love, no strength says the oppressor

Then I hear the drums beat in the darkness
giving me the hope of finally being free
Maybe I'll follow them this time on faith
on bended knee
There must be a place for me among the light
of this darkness
Among oppression, thieves, evil-doers
no thought on their conscience

Thank goodness for the safe houses that
supported our traveled distances
and for the conductors who bore witnesses
and may God have mercy on the souls who
were against this
and on those who chose to forget this sh@!

I still hear crying in quilts of safety 
because I know that the burden was heavy
to be at the mercy of nature and patrol men
catching run-away slaves for money
Some did it bare feet with freedom ahead of this
loved induced journey and they made it
So all that bull about how your life is hard
just stuff it in an envelope and save it



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DARE TO INSPIRE

My dreams and desires
Are to write to inspire
I have so much to give 
That is my reason to live
Peace always invades my spirit
I’m so glad my soul welcomes it
My compass to my life is lost
I cannot navigate the way home so pen pays the cost
I will always write to find my way
To my God I pray
As the realization dawned on me
When my pen flows I’m free
I can be anybody I want to be
So many of us have to settle for a life of deception 
I shall soar beyond this world's limitations
In all things, follow your heart
In life be careful how you walk and talk
Think it, believe it
Don’t hold back do it
Let your dream grow
Please let God take control











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YOUR LIFE DOESN'T HAVE TO BE EMPTY

As God guided my hand to write this poem with black ink.
With love and favor He gave me words to write this in a wink.
I’ve learned that an empty heart has no compassion;
But an empty heart gets no satisfaction.
Some of us see no meaning or purpose in life.
I think because we stressed with problems and strife.
Most people appear happy and confident.
But many people still try to fill up their own void with achievement.
Faith in the life of a person is that the word must become a living force within the 
soul of a man.
I put this in the poem hoping you can understand.
My mother always told me this, “that an empty heart doesn’t care,  
“And definitely that a empty heart has no love to share.”
I’m not selfish but I'm doing this for me.
So I can be free and just let be.
See a part of me knows what to do.
But another piece of me has no clue.
In my life I'm making my own path.
I've sat around for days and done the math.
Having faith and believing is the only thing that keeps me going,
So I just keep positive people and things around me that is what keep me moving.

Romans 3:19-20  Now we know that whatever the law says it speaks to those who 
are under the law, so that every mouth may be stopped, and the whole world may 
be held accountable to God. For by works of the law no human being will be justified 
in his sight, since through the law comes knowledge of sin. 


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Beautiful Lies

December 18, 2012

Beautiful lies known as little white lies
yet one is no more deceptive than each
The truth is what makes it afraid of light
It's important we practice what we preach

Imagination built on lies destroy
Imagination built on truth create
Conquering evil we try to avoid
Tooth fairy, Halloween, Santa abate

Perceptions and images make it real
Origins of Pagan rituals true
We've wandered down this path for a bum deal
Now more lies are created all brand new

The mask behind a beautiful white lie
is the truth with a constant shield, but why?


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spread your love

Where their is darkness
let their be light
Where there is injustice
let us put it right
where there is pain and suffering
let us heal it with love
and bless God the creator up above.

When someone is down
reach out your hand
and pick them up
when someone is thirsty
give them your cup
when someone is lost
show them the way
and bring joy and love
by spreading your love each day.

Peter Dome, copyright. 2012.


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Down The Edge

Down The Edge


Monday, join work force
Tuesday, feel the prime
Wednesday, get worn
Thursday in wrangle
Friday, take a leave

Saturday fun
Up to midnight
Visit old friends
Go to downtown

For each day
Prisoner
Of worldly

Forget
Someone

God


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I RACE TO WIN

Every time I lace up my tennis shoes
I’m always ready I don’t know about you
We can't win all the time; but we can win some of the time
Hope holds great promise, your opportunities unknown,
But God is always helping, and you're never alone.
Trust could be very thin
But, with trust, let it begin
As I look into the mirror, my eyes, my life look empty
You want excuses for such words, don't worry I've got plenty
Complaining has got me no where and I'm on my way to nothing
I know that I can do it, I can live and become something
Failure is definitely nothing I fear
I know that my focus keeps success far from here
The opposition all around me will not get in my way
I know that circumstances, people, and things that I need
Will come to me as I focus at an disturbing rate of speed
To exceed in the test
Leave to God the rest
I heard it in my spirit to do not give up and do not stop;
All I wanted was to be the one at the top.
Keep the pace, life goes by fast
So do not stop pushing forward complete your task







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I'll Take The Tall, Dark and Handsome, Oh, I Mean Coffee, To

She looked shyly at him from behind her menu
His eyes were a baby blue that sent chills
Through her whole body; she could melt right here 
And have that waitress he’s talking to mop her up
Typical Barbie doll type with an pretentiously
Effervescent personality that makes you want to 
Roll your eyes and scoff--The environment they 
Were in was a hustle and bustle type of place 
Where time waits for no man...as soon as people
Were done eating, they were cleared out and 
Another party was ushered in

“It is essential to business that you eat,
Order and then leave.” The Barbie Doll waitress’ 
Nasal twang only served as a catalyst for 
Her frustration--She kept peering over her 
Menu at the Adonis that kept her enraptured
“Well Honey, what’s it gonna be?”
Barbie’s voice oozed of impatience
Not taking her eyes off The Gorgeous One,
She replied softly, “I need more time.”
Barbie’s demeanor escalated from 
Impatience to hysterical--“More time! 
Honey, you gotta order, or you gotta go!” 
As the hand went to the waist
And the hip thrusted out.

Now she had enough of this witch and her
Attitude---Why couldn’t she just go somewhere
Nice to eat and be able to enjoy the view?
“No, I don’t gotta go---You do! She exclaimed
As she stood up, knocking her bag to the floor; 
Menu flailing back and forth
You are SO nasty, why would I want to eat
Here? You probably SPIT in the food!”
The waitress stood back, aghast
What evolved next was most of the patrons
Getting up and leaving; unpaid checks and
Half-eaten plates the fallout of this outburst
The owner, who tried to assure people there was
No saliva in the food, bellowed for the waitress
To get into his office while the rest of the staff
Scurried around trying to recover from the 
Losses they incurred

As she took a deep breath, picked up her
Bag and her dignity, The Gorgeous One 
Came from behind, put his arm around her
And smiled
“That was the greatest thing I ever saw,
He said as his eyes shone intensely on her
What’s your number?” And she felt like a
Rocket flying to the Moon
Elation to go.........with a side order of
Breathless


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ROAD TO EXILE: BOKO HARAM

Road to exile.

Boko Haram immigrants of hell,

nurtured to torture,

Bomb-tore people like vulture.

 

We all scared for our own fear,

Death,

that makes us all victim.

Just for a much smaller group or network.

 

It bothers me, in my inner mind,

how heartless a human can be,

heart more harder than the wildest beast.

who just turned devourer, for religion and illiteracy.

 

It bothers me less, knowing the time we are in,

The ruthless time of age,

the era John, reviled,

For only those who stand strong will be full of ecstatic.

 

They claim to be ignorant of Boko,

yet they made use of it,

They path this way, for all these Cock and Bull story.

Regardless of, we will exonerate.

 

Our faith in Christ Jesus will grow stronger,

For the Conqueror Peaceful Lamb,

Will slay the Perpetrators, with His rod.

Only then will the Crying Soul Rest.


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A WALK THROUGH LIFE

Who knows life and it's game
Where we are and from where we came
Seems we never learned life’s lessons
But we want repentance from our transgressions
Change comes and the wind blows
But from now on you'll never know
Things we did in the past never have any regrets
In due time with apologies I hope it will make you forget
Anger will never reach a correct decision.
It always attracts strong opposition.
Strive to achieve in a fashion,
That will just prove your passion.
Hoping for a change for the better or worse,
As long as it's not too adverse.
Striving to make my future bright;
I challenge myself to go to different heights.
Struggling all my life for a penny or two.
Hope my dreams, though few, comes true.
In pursuit of new explanations,
To miracles and revelations.
No answer, only views and idle talk,
In life we have to be careful how we walk.

Leviticus 26:3-5 Think about God's plan for your life and walk on His set path. .. Life 
Destiny. Life is bland, when we don't understand, God's command.


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May We Speak the Goodness of God


May We Speak the Goodness of God!

I heard a Christian speak...  Oh, the kinds of words he was using!
Perhaps, to him, it was “entertaining and amusing.”

I couldn’t believe the profanity and cursing that came out!
Is this what the purpose of our life is all about?

The bible says; “we speak out of the abundance of our heart.”
We need to think of what we say! Before we start!

God knows that many of us stumble along the way.
We have said things that later, we knew, we shouldn’t say!

If we’re going to continually speak ungodly things.
We need to think about what, to our life,
this really brings!

Think about the influence, we have on our kids!
They listen to what we speak!   And how we live!

May the Holy Spirit bring power and conviction!
And help us to say that which brings edification!

May the word of God enrich our body and soul!
May it help us speak that which is good,
honorable and whole!

May we seek to daily bring honor to Jesus! In what we do!
May this be a commitment both for me and you!

Jesus is worthy of our lips, bringing him glory and praise!
Let’s seek to bless him! During our remaining days!

Please Jesus, anoint our tongues
with your cleansing fire!
May we speak the things of God,
as our passion and desire!

By Jim Pemberton


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Statement

The winter is balancing
on tense ropes.
I cant and I am getting older,
To years of sharpness I owe
My pulse's rhyme,
My blood's red.
In a world's thunder
I tasted the salt
-my memory's trail-
Suddenly alone I begun,
Inexcusably alone I march
Serving the sentence of my freedom.
Few tears
Few patience
With empty hands
I am grooving the rock of a Fate
Fighting
-a masterpiece of stone and silence-
And I pray
In a sun beamy 
To shed light and fire on my worn mask.
If the sum of my life 
Reaches the infinity,
Proliferous by expextations divine
Divided by each wave I dared to dash
And extended to the choice of a breath,
I will be human between humans
Counting the numbers of my steps,
Loud and steady,
I will lead my soul outside,
To the open air.


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Create In Me A CLEAN Heart

Create In Me A Clean Heart... Create in me a clean heart, Oh God, and renew a right spirit within me. May my flesh be crucified... so that YOU... others may see! Please don't remove from me your presence, or Holy Spirit. May I meditate upon your word... and daily live it! Restore unto me the joy of your salvation... As I serve you with a deep love and appreciation! I will teach sinners, of your wondrous ways. So that they my serve you all of their days! I will shout aloud of your righteousness and proclaim That you have delivered me from all guilt and shame. As my lips are open... I will sing glory & praise to YOU! May you be exalted in all that I say and do. My sacrifice to you are a spirit and heart that's broken. God will not reject me... this he has spoken! May I bring sacrifice and obedience as I come to your altar. You are my solid rock... like the "Rock of Gibraltar!" Thank you for cleansing and making me whole. You brought healing... and restored my soul! By Jim Pemberton Read Psalms 51:10-17


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Eternally Alive

golden tendrils light the way,
glisten against the gate open wide,
out pour the angels, into the galaxy,
speeding along on celestial tide,
search for souls, some coming alive,
search for souls, recently died

those coming alive, confused, cry,
remember no past, trapped in new life,
unsure the future, how long it will last,
comes an angel to watch over and protect,
to remain and comfort until last breath,
then to guide a worthy soul
into the loving light of eternal life

those recently died, conscience stricken,
scream with fear, have no past,
trapped in everlasting night,
an angel, long departed, returns
to give testimonial, of one,
who cared more for life,
than the warmth and comfort of the light,
will now guide an unworthy soul,
into eternal blackness and never ending night

golden tendrils light the way,
the gate, gently sways, then closes all the way,
the angels return into the realm of God's eye,
souls eternally alive


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My Church Forgot Me But Jesus Found Me



My Church Forgot Me… But Jesus Found Me! My first visit to church… I pulled up in my car. I noticed a sign; “we welcome you as you are!” I thought; “how do I come, if I’m not who I am?” I walked to the front door, and shook the usher’s hand. I was later introduced as a visitation guest. The church seemed to rather “happy and blessed.” As many of the people prayed and sang some songs. I went each Sunday and seemed to get along. Something happened and I couldn’t make it on Sunday. Nor could I make to the classes each Wednesday. No one ever called to ask if I was doing o.k. I even left a message and asked the church to pray. As the weeks went by, it seemed like I was forgotten. My whole life came “crashing down,” and hit bottom. It was in these moments, I cried out in pain. Wondering if anyone in heaven knew my name. A close relationship with Christ began to grow. God reached down from heaven knew my name. A close relationship with Christ began to grow. He reached down from heaven and healed my soul! A relationship with Christ is the most important thing. God is bigger than any church and cam do anything! If a church has forgotten you, let me give you a reminder. Christ is all you’ll need! He’s your provider! He can do what no church could ever do! He’ll always be your friend, and will never leave you! By Jim Pemberton


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Oh! Humanity,

Oh! Humanity,
How you’ve completely lost your sanity.
 
Did you forget how to grow?
Every one of you was planted row by row.
Did your heavenly Father not nurture you with love?
Did He not make the rains fall from up above?
Oh where is your heart?
Who gave you your first start?
 
Oh! Humanity,
What vanity!
 
Oh! Humanity,
What profanity!
 
Daylight hours just wash ashore,
With simple lives from once before!
Have you forgotten your heavenly Mother?
And what about your heavenly Brother?
Where is your Godforsaken mind?
What happened to being loving and kind?
 
Oh! Humanity,
How you’ve provoked such a calamity!
 
 
® Registered: Ann Rich   2006
 
 


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What I Look For In A Home


I’m sure that home to many has a different meaning. It depends what kind of life they’ve been receiving. There are those with memories of hurt and pain. Some may not want to mention their families name. Others have childhood memories they are fond of. They may have a family that they’re proud of! I think that in many cases, home is not what people see. It has a lot of importance. Both to you and me! What home means to me is to have our family together. And ask the Lord to bless it, with his love forever! God gave me a wife and children to take care of. May I not do things that I’d be ashamed of! I invite YOU Jesus, to be the head of our home! May we come together as a family, around your throne! May our family serve one another as we should. May the truths of God’s word be applied and understood! May the Lord help us to get along, with our imperfections. May God’s word be our “road map,” for needed direction! There’s no perfect home. Believe me! I know it! When it comes to family time… We all need to show it! Unless the lord builds the home… They labor in vain that build it! Let’s seek God’s blessing! So his love can completely fill it! Please come Jesus! And fill our home today! May our home be honored by what we do and say! By Jim Pemberton


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Love, Faith Or Acceptance.

What is Love?
In MY opinion, Love is….. Just this……

Her eye’s when I read of them crying, 
The thought and the taste of her tears on the tip of my tongue,
The ability to help her with my words,
To stop the pain she feel’s when I touch her heart in the only way I know how.
The sadness in her eyes that glisten with a sweet look that can do no wrong,
When through my heart she hears what I try to say, 
Even when I’m to scared to speak the words.
Love to me is not about how someone can make you feel,
But for me to have faith and accept that no matter how sad I am,
Or how many tears I cry, I can still in my deepest, darkest time’s,
I……. can still make her smile.


What is Faith? 
In MY opinion, Faith is….. Just this……

The ability to see and realise that my God is not bound by words in a book,
But only by how far my belief can stretch,
That I do not have to.. or feel the need to.. believe in a same single God, For God to be real,
That in fact, God is not what I am told HE is, But what I believe SHE is.
My God will not punish me for the mistakes and sins of my life, For she is no judge,
She does not require me to live by her laws and rules, For she is no tyrant,
No matter how I chose to live my life, She will take my soul and care for who I am.
Faith to me is not about how my God says and demands I should live,
But for me to accept that no matter how bad my choices in life may be,
Or how people may view or judge me, She will in my deepest, Darkest times,
She……. Will still love me.


What is Acceptance?
In MY opinion, Acceptance is….. Just this……

I am Evil, I am Good,
I am my Demons, I am my Saints.
I am my Hopes, I am my Dreams,
I am my Greed, I am my Desires.
I am my Gives, I am my Takes,
I am my Family, I am my Friends.
I am my Life, I am my Death,
Acceptance to me is not about what other people tell me or think I should be,
But for me to have absolute faith in who I am and what I do,
That people love me for who and what I am and accept what I believe to be right,
Even in my deepest, darkest times……. 

Love, Faith Or Acceptance…….
Separate they are opinions….
But In your Deepest, Darkest times….
Do you not think….
For a single moment… that they just might be……     
EXACTLY. THE. SAME. THING……?


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I Think About How Ths Country Has Changed



Over the years, I think about how this country has changed.
It’s like “right vs. wrong” has been “rearranged.”

We’re told that a separation from man and God exists.
Yet the handiwork of God is in our very midst!

Rather than seeking to obey God’s word and rules.
Our courts have turned this country into “fools.”

The whole idea of marriage is often very confusing.
Many don’t think about the wrong path they’re choosing!

Government often passes laws that provide a “moral instability.”
We’ve often lost our respect for a Godly type of morality.

As people’s lives get filled with lusts of various kinds.
Many are wandering around with very confused minds!

“One nation under God” is too often under attack.
As this country is quickly “getting off track!”

If “change” is what you want, or what you’re looking for.
Think about the purpose of life you’re meant for!

The direction you need to travel,
 is to the Lord in prayer.
Wherever you are...  
He will meet you there!

Christ alone removes any “God or state” separation.
By his shed blood and his gift of salvation!

There’s no Supreme Court near heaven’s gates!
There’s a God who loves who, and anxiously waits!

He longs for you to receive his life eternal.
So he can put your name in heaven’s journal!

Won’t you allow his love to cleanse you within?
And experience the atonement for every sin!

May the Lord bring to us all a healing and restoration!
He is the only true hope for our great nation!

By Jim Pemberton


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Porn No More

I've watched the war from behind closed doors;
Eyes too glued to close.
And now knowing what's in store, there's porn no more.
God's love is the only hope we know.
We are forgiven because of the love that is Jesus.
We are saved because of the love that is Jesus.
We give our lives to the Father for we are His children and He loves us.
We are loved!
No matter what we've done, we are loved!
Confess and ask for forgiveness;
This is such a beautiful gift!
Thank You God!
Thank You Jesus!
You forgive me!
You save me!
You change me!
I am changed!
I am new!
I am renewed!
I am forgiven!
I am saved!
I am changed!
There's porn no more
For God's hope is in store!
There's porn no more
For God's love is the hope of the world!


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Someone Felt Like Giving Up

Someone Felt Like Giving Up! I know someone who wanted to give up. Things in life began to “trip him up.” After much thought and contemplation. He really offered no real explanation. He felt like his life was at a “dead end road.” He said he couldn’t continue with a heavy load. No matter how many different things he tried. He was not happy… Nor satisfied! He began to share a piece of his mind… He was ready to leave everything behind. The choices that he had sometime ago… Began to “wear” at his heart and soul! I tried to encourage him the best I could. But I’m not sure he really understood. As I watched him go his separate way… I said; “there’s something I wanted to say.” “There’s a God who reigns in haven above!” “He wants to fill you with his hope and love!” “He knows and cares about everything you’ll do!” “He’s loving and kind!” “And wants to help YOU!” As I spoke, I could see he thought for a minute. A commitment to God… He decided to give it! He decided to give it all to a God who won’t fail him! He wanted to serve a God, who wants to bless him! He’s happy now that this choice was taken! With Jesus… He’s never alone nor forsaken! By Jim Pemberton


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My Valentine Acrostic Couplet

M any years ago, He saw my unborn frame
“Y ou are mine,” He whispered, “and I’ll give you my name.”

V ery many people don’t acknowledge Him today
A ll they want is more money so they can pay and pay
L ove is not something many people understand
I know what it is, for I’ve seen His nail pierced hand
N ot for all the world will I ever let Him go
T ime and eternity are in Him, oh, don’t you know?
I invite you to meet my Valentine, His name is Jesus Christ
N ever will you know such peace until He makes all things right…..
E eternal love, eternal peace, eternal happiness are all found in MY VALENTINE!


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Peace Is Needed For Pete's Sake

Imagine children waking up to bombs and sirens in the night.
Parents calming their children's screams of fright.
Rockets bursting in air.
People fleeing their homes, cries of anguish in their voices.

Violence, suffering, dying, too much-
Children homeless, parentless, living on streets.
Peace is needed for Pete's sake.

Politics, religion, race, and greed-
People world wide open your eyes.
We're destroying our human race.

Allow the children to hear laughter again.
Laying their heads on a love one's lap,
Lifting fears and giving them hope
A brighter future for man, woman and child.
Is that asking for too much?

Nothing but destruction in minds of many.
Stop, stop destroying humankind.
Find peace and heal in time.


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A getaway Life

It's hard to remember memories of grief, getting away for a little while is a relief. Life is like an art, and everyday you get the chance to start. May not be on others side, But my love for them can never divide. endless tears & promises broken, thoughtless words have been spoken. So I must leave for a while, So I can go back with a huge smile. Let me heal the scars, & fill each of my waking hours. This might be just a getaway life, just to escape suffering & strife. Let me search & find my way, to find words I can truthfully say. It may be selfish, but there's just so many reasons, to heal every emotions. Because this time, I want Happiness, & maybe reach for success. I know I have a guardian & a guide, who is always on my side. In a million ways, He's in disguise, to encourage & give me reasons to Inspire. Some are unimportant as it seems, But slowly, God brings reality to dreams. & like a pilgrim, I'll wander, to this journey that can make me even stronger. I've learned so much that money cannot measure, All of my priceless treasures. This is the unplanned surprise, to make me realize. That I just got to beLIeVE, give room to forgive. because what cannot be found, can just be around. Oh & let me find my romance, Not just by fate, nor by chance. So don't count the days that I'm away, feel it closely, in your heart is where I'll always stay.


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PROOF IS ON THE CROSS

Jesus life without your love brings nothing but sorrow and pain
Cold chills rum through my body like cold December rain
No one knows their neighbors name 
Kids are not safe now days outside to play games
Are we really equal for all eternity
But today do you look around and see what it seems to be equality
Today it is that easy if you take a look at our nation and society
This is the nightmare that is now a reality
Now our country is suffering from layered agony 
Let your divine spirit purify our mind, body and soul
We have to stop holding on to the past and let it go
Oh God, you are so great
Always real and never fake
Our God knows what's best for us
It is that simple all He asks from us is to love in Him and trust
We always worship you with our inner spirit and truth
You dying for all humanity on the cross is proof

For God sent not his Son into the world to condemn the world; but that the world through him 
might be saved. - John 3:17


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A Day at the Beach

Here I am Running away, Walking at the beach, counting the days, I see the sun, I covered my face. Feeling the wind, I know I can't win in this race. I sat under A tree, feeling the sand with my feet, Oh how I want to be free. These days the problems kept me captive. These shadows of fears seems to be abrasive. I just want to stay, I don't want to leave, It's better in this Island, there are matters you can still believe. Clear waters, Aqua sky, I envy the birds that soar & fly. I want to sing another lullaby, I sat on a swing & a flashback pass by. But in every decision you have to be wise. I don't know why, but to me this is paradise. And now I lay down on the sand, A melody that should be put to an end. And again I wiped my tears, It's because of these unending fears. I am hurt, and I am weak, Then I looked up asking what to seek. Like a little girl I cried, I wanted comfort because I'm tired. Tired of seeing people lying, tired because I'm also hiding. tired of all these unanswered questions. tired of people with their exaggerated opinions. And I don't want to go back, cos I know I'm safe here. But God gave me that courage to fight w/ every fear. Maybe I am confuse now, and maybe not yet satisfied, But my Faith is giving me the assurance I'll have a balanced Life.


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A person I've met before

You are a person i've met before.
The man who stands knocking at my door.
I remember you from my dreams,
Your eyes sparkle and your smile gleams.

You held the door open as I ran in for shelter from the cold weather & rain.
You are the man I stood next to in line.
You are the man I passed by
I danced as you sang the songs chorus.
I pushed my way through...
the sea of people and stopped next to you.
Amidst the crowd we stood, searching for a way out
I looked around, I glanced in your direction, I looked past you 
I found my way out, I hurried my way through.
I walked away having not met you.

A second glance, I did not take,
unaware that our meeting was fate.

You are a person i've met before,
Sometime ago on a night like tonight,
The air was warm, the stars shining bright
The night that we met,
I danced that night, I danced and danced until the morning light
I sat to lay my feet to rest, you came to me no different from the rest
You asked me for a cigarette.
An open chance to conversate 
knowing this interaction would not lead to a date
We shared thoughts and ideas of similar interests.
such as music and poetry, art and astrology.
At the time I thought nothing of it, a casual meeting of the mind.
Little did I know, I would continue to meet you throughout my lifetime.

You are a person i've met before,
I've read your book of poetry at the local book store.
you write of life, love and family.
You are a person i've met before,
I've seen your paintings, they are hard to ignore
You are the artist I dream of meeting
You are a person i've met before.

You are the man in my dreams, 
Your eyes sparkle and your smile gleams.
I've met you 100 times before,
You are the man who stands knocking at my door.


Details | Monoku | |

Unseen Beginnings

Death is not the end, but a start of new life


Details | Rhyme | |

The Risk of Choice

It would be too easy to not believe
And not have faith in all He wants us to see.
But I don't want to risk my life being saved
Because of a choice I was refusing to make.


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Love is an Action Word

Love is an action word
It is more than an emotion
We must show love to everyone
Our family, friends, peers, and enemies
We must also show loving-kindness to people we don’t know
By keeping them lifted up in prayer

Love is something that we share
We show we care and we sacrifice
For the Lord and for other people
Love sometimes requires us to put our needs aside to help others
Love makes us want to do our best and be our best so we can help others
Love makes us want to fulfill our destiny and our callings from on high

Love helps us to put with people
Who are obnoxious, rude, or mean
Love makes us have compassion 
On the sick, shut-in, and the poor
Love even cares for and prays for those society feels are undeserving
Love covers a multitude of sin and Jesus showed us the greatest love of all by dying on the cross and being raised from the dead three days later
If Christ could sacrifice his life for the world, then we should love God and other people enough to find out our callings and reach those in need
Love is an action word and we need to take that step and love everyone, even those who hurt us in the past or on a regular basis in our daily lives from the bottom of our hearts


Details | Free verse | |

Wisdom of Heights---Climb with Me

This morning
bells toll
a trumpet sounds
but refuses to blare
it just doesn't know 
how to harm
what it takes
to infect the living 

trees
earth
and sound
survive sadness
out last the past
bond brothers and sisters
of sky
air 
mud 
and water
as it loses 
to a force

some days...

this morning
it wins
because the vibration knows god
and is ONE

and though human imperfections
sit in the shadows of it's path
perfections will
and forever will
prevail

people
so arrogant 
we choose to destroy 
but how can we concentrate 
on methods of malcontent
when god sits at our breakfast table?
urging
as father urges child
"get up!"
"move on!"
"stand on two feet!"
"breath child!"

he tolls the bell
as we lay on deaf ears
he loosens ties with anger 
as the path warns and wears
thrusting
driving this cosmic ship 
of no loses
only tiny
arrogant setbacks

and he smiles
for he knows
what we yet
have to find...
and all is well.


Details | Concrete | |

Observer

A serpent underneath blue sky,
in shade of man, in twinkle of an eye,
above brick wall, in the structure, at the floor,
venom of white dove; contaminated food, undrinkable water,
misguided youth, pregnant daughter, unfaithful father and hateful son,
mothers do pray while we walk through Babylon;
on teli and in the press, on top shells,
price none the less, in bedroom and at your door..
dawn of a new day seemed to be dark,
after all.


Details | Didactic | |

A Poem (Hebrews 13:5)

Anger consumed within me,

Rage passed continually by.

A mixture of blue and red,

Blinding the dim light inside me.

 

Once the light was like a flaming torch,

Such a torch that can be compared to the sun.

But even the sun rests, the flames can be vanquished

Only the night was witnessed until the morning dawned.

 

I was created to love you.

This was the only purpose,

But I chose to reject you.

How foolish of me to compose.

 

Given many chances to accept,

Welcome the love higher than my mother,

I was in an asylum locked by my choice.

"No more!" I uttered. 

 

A glowing door suddenly appeared,

"Who could it be?" I questioned.

It opened; a figure so bright glanced at the corner,

"My child, fear not," the figure mentioned.

 

I took his offering hand.

Richness of everlasting springs of water,

The right hand of infinite life.

We departed blissfully as He catered

 

"Do not sow any longer, for you are here with your Father,"    

I began to weep as a baby weeps for his mother.

"My child, for you were once lost but now have been found."

A final tear inching below, the Devil will no longer bother.


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A Writer Always Writing

As a writer always writing about my life everyday, I have to write this when I say that this is the only way that I know I know how to speak and write about "My" life before I "Die" in these reservation cold streets like many of my own people.
 I have hope for something better and bigger beyond our cold rez life streets here in money rich America.
 I'm trying not to be another victim or just another number and I'm especially not trying to become just another "Rest in Piece" or just another "In Loving Memory Of".
 I'm trying to leave something behind for my people but especially for my "yet to understand daugher", and this is the only way I know how to leave my very own one of a kind unique individual thoughts behind is through paper, but now what make's it even better now days for us is the "Internet", and my Internet crowd and across sea's internet crowd will listen to my words more than my "family" or "friends" ever will, and this is the only way I can truly be there for my family, my friends, my people and my daughter is in these words that I write, in this words in which I speak, and I have to be careful about what I write because it can help, but more often than not I can make them hurt, but I got to be careful about whom these words I write and speak about.
 I got to be more about helping than hurt as a True Lone Poet Speaking Life as "A Writer Always Writing".


Details | Lyric | |

Welcome to the Planet

Welcome to the planet
Wake me when it’s over
The dreamer’s always tempted
To come around and show her

And I just keep wastin my time
On girls that won’t love, me, like their wine
And it’s just too easy to blame
The rock and the system for causing my pain
And I just want you to know that I’m through
With being alone, when I’m with you 
And when you mask the truth with your lies
It just won’t get any better for the rest of your guys

And when you fall asleep
The night covers your tears
And the darkness sees you weeping
Cause your conscious can’t be cleared
This year you’re feeling colder
Your heart’s a little older
You haven’t found your soul mate
And now you think you’re too late

But one look inside of my eyes
Gives you the hope that there’s a guy
Who can make you feel happy and sad
And it’ll be worth it to feel that again


Details | Shape | |

' MoonBee's Heart (or) Filled With Love ... '

.            .Touched By  Love	                 I  Feel– So–In– Love
        This Heart Of Mine Loves	         With All Of  My Soul-Love
     My Greatest Love & Glory-Love      & Always  Truest  Story  Love 
    My  Oldest,  Yet  Like New-Love,    My Life Always Knew This Love
    My  Boldest  - Brightest, Wisest Love, My Surest, Undisguised Love
    Deep & Wide As The Ocean Love, High As Space–Skies Above Love
     My  Sweetest Love,  &  Complete  Love   &  Most  Easiest To Love
      My Unreleased,   At-Peace  Love  & My Powerful, Unleashed  Love
       My  Simple...   Unselfish,   Warmest,   Wealthiest,   Purest,  Love
         My  Most   Enduring…   Devoted…   Desired…  &   Dearest Love
           My Biggest,  &   Beauteous   &   Blest  &  Best  of  All  Loves
             Because From  YOU: Comes  All  Other Big  &  Small  Loves
               a  Child    a  Husband     a  Father    &   Mother     Love
                Friend, Stranger,  Christian - Sister  &  Brotherly Love
                  Love  … This  Real …  Will  Keep Us  Together  Love
                    Love  … Is  The  Only  Thing  That  Matters  Love
                      Songs  &  Dance  &  Romantic  &  Poetic Loves
                        Are  My  Pleasures  &   Philanthropic   Loves
                          Live ... For  Holy  Love  &  For  Only Love
                              Eternal  Love … &  …  Supernal  Love
                                The  Son Of God, Came  For Love
                                    Father  GOD,  Gave For Love
                                       The   Essence   Of   Love
                                          The  Idea  & Ideal of
                                                L… O… V… E…
                                                  G    O    D
                                                      O   f
                  ~  ~  ~  ~  ~  ~  ~  ~  ~  ~  ~  ~  ~  ~  ~  ~  ~  ~  ~ 
                                                 L… O… V… E…
                                  Reflect This Love…Respect This Love
                              Protect This Love   …        Until Perfect Love
                   Go Beatles: All You Need Is  Love All You Need Is Love
            Love Is All You Need Love Is All You Need Love Is All You Need
           She Loves You Yeah Yeah Yeah       She Loves You Yeah Yeah Yeah
                 She Loves You Yeah                                  Yeah Yeah Yeah


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Too Desperate For My Blood

Coming up with this poem was difficult for me
I even nodded off dreaming of Grandma Juanita’s cinnamon rolls
Now I’ve returned to continue with pen
How alive is this new venue I’m in
Outside my bedroom

Loot as a tool -
Too desperate for my blood
Foul eyes dismiss the true you within

“When you reach the end of your rope, tie a knot and hang on” 
Says the USA’s sixteenth president
Many guys and their lies deceive with surprise and when we see it with our eyes a piece of us dies
That’s if they’re close to us

Wake up everybody!
Why are you asleep? You shouldn’t be slumbering!

So you’re not desperate or fraught, just anxious and distressed?
Numerous phonetics but in spite of everything they’re synonymous

When only using your eyes, you’ll assume that having what somebody else has will make you happy
This is when you no longer trust in yourself, are desperate and are running on empty
This turns our souls into rust

In my survival I need not be reliant	but dependent upon myself


Details | Rhyme | |

Beyond the Frontier

Where am I? Why is it dark?
This isn’t what I had in mind when I left the park…
Why isn’t the wind whispering…the songbirds singing?
All I remember is a telephone ringing…
A scream and a crash and a pain in my side…
Is this what happens after one’s died?
I don’t feel like myself, I feel wild and free,
Yet I’m cold and alone, 'stead of filled with glee.

My whole life I’ve studied, and pondered, and prayed,
Trying to fathom what would happen this day
But now that it’s here, I’m beginning to fear
Maybe the afterlife’s not what it appears…
It’s certainly not what I’ve been told by my preacher
Or my parents or brother or best friend or teacher…
Is it a bad thing, or is it good?
Maybe it’s just not quite understood...

While I was on Earth, I just couldn’t wait
To meet good St. Peter at the heavenly gate
And ask him a question or query or two
“What was my purpose?” “What good did I do?”
“What’s it all for?” “How does it all flow?”
“Can I have one more body, one more try, one more go?”
But where is the angel? Where is the gate? And
If this is Hell, then where is Ol’ Satan?
Am I a lost soul? Am I forgotten?
Am I to be left here until I am rotten?

Lo and behold! what, now, can this be?
Is this a wonderful spiritual epiphany?
Is this the magical feeling all souls receive
When they leave Earth? Oh! was I that naïve?
How could I have not seen the realism?
Why was I consumed in man-made idealism?
This is more wondrous than all I was taught
Oh, all the times I argued and fought
With others, ‘bout how their views were asinine
Now I see, theirs were just as wrong as mine!
Little I thought was actually correct!
How, why, did I let others petty beliefs infect
My untouched, my pure, my virgin mind?
I regret all the hours I self-tortured to find
That compared to what I see now, I was empty and blind…

Wait - - What is this that I see?
What is this gateway that is revealed unto me?

Now a door is opened to my immortal soul
I am expected now to enter my life’s final goal…
I am scared, intimidated, but still I am glad…
For the truth I have just seen is anything but bad.
This is the end of my journey, I’ve nothing to fear,
For now I am going Beyond the Frontier.


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A circle of friends

God has given us a cirlcle of friends, 
where his Love has no ends, 
in our cirlce of friends we can thrive and grow, 
and more things about God we can come to know,
 in the centre of our cirlce the Lord will always be there,
 as we pray and as we share,
thank you Lord for heather and mac who always show that they care, thank you that they always welcome us there,
 thank you Lord for your Love that has no ends,
 thank you that we have been blessed with our circle of friends. 


this was writen for my small group at church, but  I also feel the same about my poetry soup friends right here, we can thrive and grow and encourage each other to grow and just be there spuring one another on in God's Love and the gift he has given us to write poetry  for him. Amen.  God bless all  my friends here on poetry soup from diane  xx all you are special treaures and have great value, even if  some don't let it show, but always know that  God loves you and very greatly so.




Details | Rhyme | |

What Kind of Life Will I Choose

What Kind of Life Will You Choose?

Have you thought about the kind of life that you’ll choose?
Will you live by man’s 
or God’s set of rules?

There have been billions of lives that have come and went...
It’s heaven or hell, where your eternity will be spent!

Just think about the many lives that have come and gone…
Where is it that someone matters?  Where do You belong?

There’s a savior in heaven, who knows each of us by name!
He’s the same God 2000 years ago!  And remains the SAME!

He’s the God who created each of us!  
From the dust of the ground!
A new life with Jesus Christ is just waiting to be found!

He’s the same God who’s gives everyone a choice to be made!
His life, for your life, is the price that he paid!

Thanks be to God!  Thank you Jesus!   For your glory divine!
You’re the answer to life!  And the only hope for mankind!

Jesus is coming back very soon!  Will you be ready to go?
Each day that you live…  There remains a decision for your soul!

Glory to God in the highest!  May it be forever said!
Jesus has brought the victory!  He’s arose from the dead!

Hallelujah!  Thank you Jesus for your blessing so real!
Behold!  The same God today!  The God of Israel!

The life that you choose…  Is for you to decide!
If you choose a life of Christ…  
You’re on the winning side!

By Jim Pemberton   10/13/13


Details | Couplet | |

Happy is a Child

True joy is to hold a newborn child Their God's gift to make you smile you'll never find more earthly worth then two souls joining who give birth Grandpa's pride and Grandma's idle for these new parents it's their child To hold, love, teach, nurture and guide They do it all with a smile and pride All of the fear, worry, happiness and joy Unequaled by any store bought toy The richest people, you'll see around Are playing with children on the ground Long life, for a child, to breath earths fresh air Hear the echo, as all repeat the same prayer
Contest entry for "Children in rhtme"


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America Is Being DESTROYED From Within

 

As sin and perversion often become integrated… So many lives and families are being “disintegrated.” Many are being driven by sin’s temptation force… It’s no wonder much of this country is way “off course.” The morality and values that once made a great nation. Are evaporating…. Leading to a “spiritual separation.” Love, honor, and respect of God… Is often a “thing of the past.” Anything of God seems to be disappearing FAST! God is our only hope! And him alone! Only he can bring healing to our broken homes! He’s the answer to this wounded nation, that bleeds! It’s only God that can meet all of our needs! He’s our provider… The great: “I am!” Won’t you reach out to him? And give him your hand? Why not give him a chance? And allow him in? A brand new life for you… Is waiting to begin! May we allow God’s holiness and love to reach down into our hearts… Asking; “Lord please forgive our sins!” Is a good place to start! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Ballad | |

A lesson from the Buddha

 A Lesson From the Buddha

The Buddha had been getting round
And listening to the crowd.
He’d often sat there silently
And heard them moan so loud
About their own sad burdens
And all the hurt they’d had.
So he thought up a little plan
That didn’t seem half bad.

He called the crowd together
Said “listen here you guys
I’ve been thinking for a great long while
And I have thought it wise
To grow a special tree for you
And here it lies before you
Now listen well to what I say
I’ll tell you what to do”

He said “this tree before you
It’s to hang your troubles on
Each one of you must go to it
And your troubles will be gone
As you hang them on it’s many branches
Then what you’ll need to do
Is take yourself some others burdens
And make them part of you”

The people thought that this was cool
It seemed a grand old way
To rid themselves of all their burdens
It was a happy day!
As each smiling so broadly
Placed there burdens on the tree
Then they thought for just a while
And they began to see.

As each the truth did hit them
More restless did they get
At least they knew their burdens
So each with no regrets
Did race back to that trouble tree
To grab what they had hung there
The Buddha smiled good humoredly
He had made them all aware.

29 July 2013 @ 1805hrs.


Details | Free verse | |

Eternity

One day we will be gone
Forever more away fom this mortal life
Away from pain and sorrow
away from struggle and strife

Until Judgement day when we'll all meet again
and watch our lives,
our victories and mistakes,
and play them back like Tivo

We'll meet again i promise
one day we'll hug and laugh again
We'll be happy and joy will have no end
When we live for eternity


Details | Prose Poetry | |

The Main Matrix

So, if a matrix is a body substance, in which all cells are embedded?
Then can I not spiritually say that the body of Christ is also a matrix?
Well, is it safe to assume or safer to not assume the differences in such?

If I have a World Wide Web with many matrixes, there must be a main.
How does one achieve the main matrix without a conversion of all matrixes?
Each living breathing organism has a matrix, but what supplies this?
 
Seems how all bodies have cells embedded in a matrix,
Is it not safe to assume that the universe has a matrix?
If so, where is the main universal matrix?
There must be a connection of some sorts,
Nevertheless, what is it and where is it?
Moreover, why has this not been thought of?
 
If the body is the temple of the Lord,
Then He must have a main matrix.
Matrix is Latin for womb.
So in which womb is this matrix?
Only a female has a womb.
There must be one that is required by none.
 
Now let us get even more difficult here.
We have a World Wide Web with many matrixes.
What if the World Wide Web is an individual womb?
It obviously has good and evil in its growth.
Could there have been two that fused by one?
Could there have been a conversion of all matrixes.
Or is there only one main matrix being a female?
 
Let us get back to the body of Christ and His matrix.
Let us even go to your own bodies matrixes.
An enclosure within in which something originates or develops,
This is what lives and breathes inside of you every day, a matrix.
Do we not develop Christ within ourselves, and He our originator?
Is it not safe to assume that we are the body of Christ?
Moreover, that we are of a matrix that has a universal main matrix?
 
 
®Registered: Ann Rich   2006


Details | Rhyme | |

I'm So Glad The Lord Accepted Me


I’m So Glad The Lord Accepted Me! I’m so glad the lord accepted me! I look forward to being with him for eternity! I’m so glad that the lord found me! Each day now… His love surrounds me! I’m so glad that the lord didn’t :”pass me by!” He gives living waters that satisfy! I’m so glad for everything that he has done! Al praise and honor to God’s anointed son! I’m so grateful for the lord that I am his! Hallelujah! I’m thankful for the new life he gives! I’m so thankful to the Lord for the life he gave! There’s nothing that gave me… I would trade! I’m so joyful in the lord for his love divine! He is here now and will be with me throughout time! I’m excited for what the lord is going to do! This same lord is here today… And can be YOURS too! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

Those Who've Gone On Before Me

Many Have Gone On Before Me…

As I grow old, many I know have gone on before me.
Some I didn’t know.   And some knew me.

In our lives, there’s one thing that’s very certain.
We don’t know when we’ll meet life’s “final curtain.”

No matter how we try to look, or seek a “younger appeal.”
One day, old age comes, and the end of life seems real!

Our lives down here, could end tomorrow!
No matter how many years we may try to “borrow.”

God knows when the end of our lives will be!
The question is: Where will you spend your eternity?

You may seek all of this world’s wealth and fame.
But when death comes calling… 
 It knows your name!

You can go through life, and keep “pretending.”
But God knows when your life will be ending!

He’s prepared for you, a place in his eternal city.
There’ll be no more sorrow, pain or pity!

All of the angels in heaven await your choice!
Each person coming to heaven,,,  They all rejoice!

Jesus loves you!  This is great news!
His gift of salvation...  Please don’t refuse!

Think about those who’ve gone on before you!
And the wonderful God that always knew you!

Every breath you breathe… Each step that’s taken…
Jesus is your only hope and secure foundation!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Light Poetry | |

Smack dab in the center

Recently I got tired of being a puppet on a string. 
I’m not sure why, 
but I woke up, 
and then it all made sense. 
Until that point, I’d spent my life deep in mind’s pretense. 
I found my heart,
I dove straight in, 
and much to my surprise, 
I landed smack dab in the center of spirit’s loving eyes.


Details | Free verse | |

Blind Faith

Author Note: Entry into Blind Faith Contest


At the end of days,
the earth displays its anger,
Clouds part,
heaven awaits,
choosing life,
I depart.


Details | I do not know? | |

CONCRETE JUNGLE

Concrete jungle, rats and cats
Illuminated cats eyes traps draw us in
Grin when you fall no applause when you win
Jungle Life with jungle things
Food is scarce though greed is breeding
No Lion in sight, Tigers died from the fight
Eyes appear dim darkness steering you in
Want is need, need not want
No one cares for believing
Jungle days Jungle sunset
Watch where one places there feet for some step
too far and the jungle is no more
This jungle has but a one way door
For once was free and all so clear
In the jungle now nothing appears
But concrete jungle, rats and cats
A song without substance no beat no clap
For once was free and all so clear
The inhabitants of the jungle made the jungle disappear


Details | Rhyme | |

MY JOURNEY

A spiritual journey 
I develop more diligently
It is not attained through self-gratification but through fidelity 
Without the journey, there is no point to the destination 
To move ahead I must have no hesitation
Your experiences are not who you are 
I definitely aim for the stars
We are just the passengers relying on God’s navigation
In life we never have a travel plan but look to our destination
We are nothing but the passengers and God is at the helm
In our lives we are always on a journey here in this earthly realm
So many people are miserable but pretend to smile and grin
But are held captive by their own sins
We are have misconceived notions of time
Remember authority is nothing more than history defined
In a world surrounded with glitter and lies
Through history we all have been cheated and despised 
Life is a journey that will never end

“As we get older the journey of our lives does’t really exist to us anymore because we know 
we will be entering another journey.”


Details | Narrative | |

A Word From Gonzo

Atlantic city had been a haze of slot machines and watred down drinks and loud nightclubs
that often  remendedme what disney land  could have been ifthatdam mouse wasntallowed 
to take over.

Never trust a talking rat.
 I had to go through a hellof a divorce because of it.
Good thing her brother was a lawyer cause  I might have
actully had something left oh well things are overrated like indoor living.
it's hell gettinga good internet connection in a tent.


But enough  time traveling  i had more important issues at hand
like my return and some unpaid parking tickets and that whole 
court case nonsense your place of business  burns down for the fifth time
and people all wanna  get uptight  hey i preffer to moron my lose 
in a casino they said i shoudnt be alone so  im just taking doctors orders.


But i had a deadline and it was almost happy hour the library was gonna be packed.
The subject   true art and  cenorship.
The world around us is totatl chaos so how could you restrict how people expressed 
themselfs.

Heaven forbid little tommy reads a bad word 
while him and and his best friend huff paint  
dear jesus man and i hope they dont play a violent video game.
Sure susan  go  have random sex with guys of fthe internet 
but dont read no cuss word on a poetry wed site 
you just might drop dead where you stand.

Its kinda like running a asylum and pretending that everyone there
isnt totally nuts.
No sir lets ignore the real world cause lord knows people 
cant filp on the tv   and see murder rape fires and war ya gotta 
love kids programing.

You cant restrict art for if it"s all the same cookie cutter stuff.
Then is it truley art or just a pretty dellusion.
Ignore the world and it'll run you over.

Life good bad  traggic is ment to be shared 
the secrets of the soul can rattle in that closet till 
madness breaks that perfect image we put.
but what I know.

Never restrict your mind for you will sufficate the soul.
stay proud and crazy forever 
Dr Gonzo


Details | Quatrain | |

Lifting Me Up

My heart is on Your shoulders,
And You are lifting me up.
With every spoken tender gesture,
I fall a little farther in love.


Details | I do not know? | |

Eid Greetings 2011

It rained THIS year around Eid.
Rained both, clear... and blood.
And the land was cleansed by the following morning.
(For those unaware, Eid is a religous festival celebrated by Muslims)


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I'M SORRY

We all been hurt by people in our life by something they said, did or did not do to you.
In fact, you have probably harbored a deep resentment toward them for the way they hurt 
you.
It's not good for you to harbor such resentments 
For they lead to anger and arguments.
Which is followed by violence.
Saying you sorry is the only way to make all this silence.
Try to figure out: was it an act of commission, 
Or was it an act of omission 
How can we really live without the word forgive
To excuse for a fault or an offense
That is an apology and just common sense
Most of the time you have to be the bigger person
Because if things is not resolved they seem to get more tensed, heated, and worsen
There will always be people who purposely abuse 
So many lie and cheat and slander and manipulate and use 
"Forgive...and be forgiven" 
In the bible that is what is written
Forgiveness is God's wondrous gift 
Jesus came to love, save, heal, and uplift







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What a Beauty-Full Life

Beauty is in flowers, and the petals
Bathing in the early morning dew

Beauty is in the eyes of a father
When his son takes the first step

Beauty is on the face of a baby,
Sleeping in mother’s lap

Beauty is in freedom,
When you fly high on the wings of hope

Beauty is in the expressions of a poor man
When he gets food after eternity

Beauty is in the pride of a teacher
When his student supersedes

Beauty is in the compassion of a devotee
When he finds solace

Beauty is in the innocence of a child
When he asks you questions

Beauty is in the sips of laughter,
You share with your friends

Beauty is in the springs of desire
that arrive after a prolonged autumn

Beauty is in the cry of a woman,
Whose womb succeeds

Beauty is in the silence,
When you don’t speak, and you say a lot

Beauty is in the warmth of passion
That builds around the arms of a lover

Beauty is when those small fights,
End with tears of joy

Beauty is when the first raindrop,
Kisses your cheek

Beauty is in perseverance,
When the world’s showing off

Beauty is in the enigma,
When everything’s certain

Beauty is in a poem,
Where poetry meets prose

Beauty is in little chunks of life,
Filled with joys and sorrows

Beauty is in your eyes,
your heart, and in every single breath

Beauty is when you say,
“What a Beauty-Full Life...”


Details | I do not know? | |

The Weight of Material and Maternal Affiliations

Special relationships are developed and strengthened over the years; And those relationships reveal an obligation to fulfil when wisdom begins to knock during the tweens; Oh what a shame, a shock, an ocean of tears brews like fresh coffee; The aroma of unpleasant emotions desires to embrace the tide of positivity; Hours of analyzing, wondering, weeping, twisting and turning; The ray of hope from within crawls assuring that day would come where love, respect, and a big hug would return. Every move, every thought, and every gesture seems deceiving from someone else’s perspective; The battle to speak up or atleast share some distasteful sentiments to a near one were uneasy; Every feeling seems cripple and a handicap; Craving the desire of the kiss of sympathy, empathy, and aspiration became phony; Determination, and the ambition to do it or make it right never faded; Thus, the struggle to attain security from within first was the initial step. A new day brought about a new learning that the power and natural sensation of maternal affiliation seemed insensitive, competitive, selfish, and unfair; The joy and contentment of holding the baby in one’s arms was blurry and forgotten; The result of feeling complete as a woman did not ring a bell nor the gratitude toward the Supreme power was acknowledged; But, the cultivation of a new battle was instigated without notice; The innocent tween was struggling with mind games with the assertive adult; It was like a black magic being done when many things simply backfired. Over the years, the achievements, praise, support, and love from people whom one would least expect from was given without any doubt; Slowly trying to accept the fact that not everyone’s maternal relationship is normal or even a bed of roses; However, the lucky ones receive a bundle of appraises, moral support, advice, a kiss on the cheek to show they matter; The juggle between maternal and material relationship will be a long and awaited answer; Till the last breath, the concerns over material possessions and security will be anyone’s concern because it is never easy to be happy with what you have knowing what you have may be distressful; The weight of material and maternal affiliations still arises many questions, unwanted moments, and of course a salute to cherished occasions that anyone has undergone.


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The Angel Who Never Knew

She was an angel
But she didn't know
Life was hers for the choosing
But she chose to let go

Her whole life before her 
But she didn't know
I saw her fall from heaven
The day she let go

She fell into
My broken arms
All of my charm
Only caused her harm

I cried the day
She went away
I close my eyes
See her angelic face

She didn't know
She could save
What does it matter
She went away

And I hold her name holy
As the ghost she now is
My only wish
Is she knew how to live

Life is so fragile
In the arms of an infant
Possibiltiies endless
Endlessly infinite

I remember how 
she could smile
Made shattered dreams
Seem worthwhile
I could do anything 
Under her gaze
It was me she saved
Then ended it all away

Why did she leave me
To figure it out alone
Why was she helpless?
Why was she cold?
Angel unknown
Please return to this presence
For reality without you
Is never as pleasant

The thought of her
Awesomer 
Than you can imagine
She kept me going
By reviving my dragon

Invision a world
Of no material
All in existence
Live in indecision
For no one knows
What they really want
They want a world
That's not enough

And then she returned
To carry in peace
Her healing touch 
reached inside me
I know she's there 
Though I can't see
I feel her halo
Watching over me
I feel diseased
Then it went away
In the same fashion
As she did one day

One day abruptly 
A realization
Was my life
Really worth saving
I'd trade for hers 
On any plane
Because an angels special
Until they're gone away


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Racial Discrimination

"Do you know such a work place
with racial discrimination?"
Asked some homo sapiens  friends
who aren't so tall but with fair complexion.

By the way, you can make a guess,
if it is in your local place.
Maybe here, maybe there,
or perhaps abroad or somewhere else.

For this is an absolute experience,
for some who migrate in other places,
When it comes to work payment,
their compensation isn't that worth and fair.

Many are also asking questions,
like those with more responsibilities and work load.
"Why those workers with less but receive more?
Is it because of their color?"

However, "Yes" is isn't the answer,
especially that black and white are paid higher.
Then, they continue to wonder,
and make other presumptions on this matter.

"Aha! The sharpness of the nose maybe 
and not either based on work load or one's ability."
So, they think their presumption will come more precisely
to the fact or to the reality?

But, they thought they need not to waste their money
to plan with the doctor for a surgery.
Because if they do and they're getting low salary,
their employer may think they came from a well-to-do family.

It's really hard for them to think
what is the real gauge and basis.
"Is it the height or color of skin?
Aha! It's the color of the hair, they concluded finally.

So, those poor homo sapiens  friends
went to beauty parlor in nearby places.
They asked the beautician for help
and colored their hair brown, red, blond and some were golden.

After all of what they did, nothing had happened
because their reward from their effort and work is still the same.
So, they just kept calm and never  ever whine again,
realizing that racial discrimination really exists.


Hence, they work harder instead
and never ever I  heard their complains.
However, one of them had mention then
that they'll get more reward if they work  for God in Heaven.


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' Golden Harvest ... ' 40th Senryu

    Golden, Full Moon Shone
On All The Harvest, That’s Grown
    Welcome In Our Home


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Don't Hold Back (Diatelle)

Give
Till it hurts
Give all you’ve got
When you’re done, give them more
They will then appreciate you
Not for what you gave, but for your giving
After all, it’s not what you give, but if you give
That lets a person know that you do care
Making them always feel so loved
Giving them new feelings
Then about you
Showing them
Heart


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Being There

2, 000 people in this God forsaken crest of a town
Am I the only one to keep the balance
To count the half second before midnight
To bring philosophy to a women's monthly
And call it quits
You don't know
And you could never be there

Cause when you're there
You're down 
Betrayed by wet seals in vast grocery markets
Betrayed by the heavy weight of a manicure
And beaten down by the harsh scent 
Of the after sex
Too cruel to shake it's fuming  head in our direction
But too serene to keep you shaking
And why why would anyone want that

6 people in this God forsaken house
God doesn't even give it the right to call it a home
God sends it with two teeth and an ugly birthmark
God doesn't grant the wishes of a ten year old
On her two knees praying for her savior
And wringing her lungs of tears 'till morning
And you could never be there

Cause when you're there
You're shivering from the cold
And a swollen belly that's been empty for days
Empty of food water sleep and comfort
Empty of God's infinite grace and empathy
And why shouldn't you be for the things you've done
The naughty things a ten year old does
The sticky curious findings we shoved in our mouths
And why why would anyone want that

4 people on this God forsaken island I call my mind
Sylvia the silver tongued snake
Vintent the red breasted songbird
And the man whose name is not to be mentioned
Myself the whole idiotic lot of me that dances with thought
We're counting the days off 'till new year to give up our one last dream
And you could never be there

Cause when you're there 
You're different
And the silent squabble of thoughts isn't enough to get you off
And people pride themselves on a trait they can never achieve
And you're the whisper of this town this house this mind
Marooned by an entity of passion
Separated from the depth of nothing big but neutral
But given freedom in a red dress
And you could never be there

And God why would you want to 
And God from a ten year old a sixteen year old
Why why would anyone want that


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As A Parent I Want My Kids to Serve God


As A Parent, I Want My Kids to Serve God! As a parent, I’m trying the best that I can…. Though there are things that I don’t understand! I remember my parents teaching me right and wrong. And taught that God’s laws certainly belong! I’ve tried to share these values with my kids too… The choices they’ve made, and the things they do! When situations in life, seem to have changed… I know that my heavenly father remains the same! I think about what in life, to my kids, I have given… And pray they’ll serve God all the days they’re livin’! Even though I’ve failed and stumbled along the way… I hope I’ve taught my kids how important it is to pray! This family that God gave to me, has grown over a period of time. I’m thankful for the opportunity to call them “mine.” I pray they’ll seek God’s guidance! Wherever they go! May the word of God strengthen and nourish their soul! And as my kids get older, and they move out on their own… May they seek God’s love and protection over their home! I pray that my children will give God their very best! May they serve him daily! And let him take care of the rest! I’m trying my best, as a parent, to trust Jesus and believe! His goodness, in our lives, is what we need to achieve! By Jim Pemberton


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THE MEASURE OF A MAN

How does on measure the worth of a man?
How does one try to surmise it?
Can a man be appraised like a parcel of land?
There are so many things that comprise it;

For the gem of his soul has such faceted cut,
That we're hard put to judge by set standard.
It depends from which angle you're viewing the gem,
How it's depth and it's beauty are rendered;

So how can we measure the worth of a man,
When we can't see all sides of the jewel?
Do we measure the body, the spirit, the soul,
A man is not single, he's plural;

So to even attempt to judge part of a man,
Without giving thought to the others,
Is like trying to sing just part of a song,
It's left lacking as you will discover;

So leave the appraising to He who is worthy,
To judge on the part or the whole;
For once He's refined him the whole man is worthy,
And he comes forth shining as gold.




"FOR HE KNOWETH THE WAY THAT I TAKE; WHEN HE HAS TRIED ME, I SHALL COME FORTH AS GOLD."
                         Job 23:10






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Cautious Love

A newly found passion, a newly found love
In there eyes the other was sent from above
An engagement after only four days
Does God work in mysterious ways?
No. I say its the foolishness of the young
Like unprepared lyrics badly sung
Don't they understand the commitment they've made?
Because responsibility and obligation have now been laid
"Do I think they'll make it?" Honestly, no
But that doesn't mean for them to pack up and go
Loves are funny and tricky things
Whoever knows what's on the other side when the doorbell rings
Caution is important and in great need
Love can be a really good or extremely bad deed
So this is what I say to my special friends
Don't be surprised if it isn't those perfect ends


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The Luck Of The Irish

Ahhh the luck of the Irish 
complete with leprechauns 
and pots of gold 

The Emerald Isle 
God's country 
filled with lyrical voice 

but no one hears her cry 

that fabled luck 
truly a fable t'would seem 

suffering 
the only thing in abundance 
it is their only pot 
that remains filled 

an impoverished relative 
showing up late for dinner 
tossed a few scraps 
from the rich relatives
but not allowed to sit at the table

a history rich with servitude
famine, plaque 
and indentured slavery 

spit upon by class distinctions 
laughed about as uneducated 
their brogue common 

ahhh yes the curse of the commoner
in a society that rewards 
upper class and the deemed 
right of birth 

drunken happy go lucky louts 
that would steal your pants 
rather than wash his own 
and on and on the prejudice flows

from old days into the new 
of drinking and gambling 
even in the movies 
portrayed as a rogue 

these perceptions followed 
fine people across the sea
where they built the cities 
endured the hardships 

and still no one hears their cry 
no one gives them their due 

they did the jobs 
others were to afraid to do
the hard labor
standing on steel skyscrapers 

so many descendent's
of this proud people 
have formed the foundations 
of other countries 
and still they do not control their own 

now the world frowns 
not understanding the religious battle 
that dwells within 
it's all they have 
their faith 
it makes perfect sense to me 

for yes the Irish 
would start a fight in a church 
for they are not afraid 
to stand up for their beliefs 

they are just hollow 
for so much 
has been taken from them
so much suffering 
has been endured 

so they cling to their faith 
as a man clings to a life preserver 
for to lose that last vestige 
they will lose themselves 

ahhhh the luck of the Irish 
maybe they should pass that luck to another 
then maybe someone will hear their cries

someday they may follow the rainbow 
and will truly find that pot of gold





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Solar Love

Every star is someone eles's son (shield your eyes) shrug off hate from everyone familiar place been here before thousands of nights the ocean shore coasts are changing minds align hate and fear must now resign connect the dots move my child tame the shy wake the wild shred advice relayed from the miser castrate cancer obstructing the wiser transcendental the hydrogen burns furnishing life each time earth turns


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I'm Trusting You Lord




I’m Trusting You Lord!

I’m trusting you Lord!  I’m trusting you!
Without you Lord…  
What would I do?

I’m praising you Lord!  I sure love you!
I am so glad that I have
you to turn to!

I’m serving you Lord!  I want to serve you!
You’re always with me!  
So faithful and true!

I’m thankful for you Lord!  My thanks is given!
You’re taken away my sins! 
 I am forgiven!

I’m going to bless you Lord!  Each and every day!
You’ve done so much for me
What more can I say?

I’m going to honor you Lord!  
With a heart of joy!
Your loving kindness and mercy…  I will enjoy!

I’m going to exalt your name on high!
You’re my everything!
You’re El-Shaddai!

By Jim Pemberton


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Your Presence

Your presence I feel oh so near, it help me to relieve 
some of my fears of all my everyday cares, I feel your
presence eveywhere.  Whenever I walk down the street,
I can feel the patter of your feet.  I can feel you walking
next to me telling tales of what I mean to you and thinking
about all the things we used to do.

Your presence is so close, it's as if I can smell your fragrance
right under my nose.  I am thinking of your smiling face all
next to mines, telling me how you will love me until the
end of time.  Your presence is oh so strong and as I travel
throughout this day it lingers on.  When I decide to stop and
dine, it's as though I feel your hand right next to mines.  

When I sat down to eat, I can see your eyes staring into
mines, and you sitting there sipping on some wine.
Your presence means so much to me and this is the
way I want it to always be, me feeling you and you
feeling me until forever and eternity.


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The Priest and The People

"The gates come down this night!"
Roared the man of light

Driven by fear and obsession
It was one sin never told through confession

Bellowing orders from atop his balcony
Blinded by delusions of glory

The priest led his herd
Countless dreams were crushed with the subtle power of one word

The mob lurched forward down the beaten trail
The wind howled as it began to hail

The wild pitch began to reach fervor
As the line between beast and man began to blur

The hopes for riches and plunder
Fueled the urge to tear the gates asunder

With a deafening crash the gates fell
As did the hopes that whatever lay beyond would release them from their hell

The priest waddled in holding the tails of his gown
Anxiously looking around

But there were no trophies or golden rings
Just rusted monuments to long forgotten kings

The priest fell to his knees
The people gathered to leave

As he began to shout
His eyes fell on the nail marks trying to get out


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I Can't Do It Without YOU Lord

Lord, I can’t do it by myself. 
 I already tried.
My friends told me that I could. 
 But they all lied.

No matter how much I try.  
And whatever I do.
I realize…  Dear Jesus…  
How much I NEED YOU!

All of my faults and failures…  
To you I bring.
I trust you with my life. 
 I give you everything!

I know it was you lord.  
You’ve spirit found me!
And now…  Each day ..  
Your love surrounds me!

You are the reason 
 I am living today.
How much I love you!  
More than words can say!

YOU have found me… 
 I no longer have to wander.
My love for you grows ever 
So fonder!

In YOU…  I have found love 
and pure delight…
You are with me.  
Every day and night!

All of my problems and trials…  
YOU understand.
And have been there for me.  
When no one else can!

All of my thanks and praise… 
 TO YOU is given!
You’ve changed my life. 
 I have a reason for livin’!

By Jim Pemberton    
04/23/11


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The Seven Wonders of the World

The Seven Wonders of the World


The real seven wonders were not built by hand, nor bought by any man
The Seven Wonders of the World, indeed, much more splendid & grand

The real seven wonders are part of every woman and every man
Given to us from God, part of His great abiding plan

To see
To touch
To hear
To taste
To feel
To laugh
To love

Oh that we may notice these wonders and recognize God’s love
He has given these wonders to teach us, as He reaches from above

The Seven Wonders of the World, exist in us each day
Let us live our lives in fullness & wonder, in every given way












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DEDICTED TO MY POETRY SOUP FRIENDS

Thank you to all
my poetry soup friends
you have been a  blesing from
begining till the end
thank you for your support and encouragment
thanks for showing that you always care
when  I need inspiration or guidance
your words of comfort are always with me right there
no matter what life may bring
to my Lord  I can always sing
thank you for my friends
so sincere and so true
thanks to all my friends
you are a  blessing through and through
so may every good  blessing be returned a hundred fold to you.

God bless all my poetry soup friends
may you be blesed the best that can be
may you be blessed as you have blesed me.   love diane xxx


Details | I do not know? | |

CHALLENGE

Day and night,
I think about the truth,
Behind those hidden curtains,
Trying hard to understand,
How He thinks and do things,
Why is that that our mind so small,
Its hard for us to think beyond? 
Why did He made everything complicated for us?

I sat down my dad called,
To make me face the reality,
My heart started beating fast,
And tears run down my cheeks,
As if there was hail,
I didn't know what to say,
He told me he might not last long,
How am I going to see him?
He is on the other-side of the world?
I am worried about him,
I wish I could die with the people who I love,
I am scared to loose them
And the hard part is I dont know my dad,
I miss him!

I feel like time is close by,
And I didn't live my life as if I wish to,
I can't because things are not the same,
When I see an apple on the tree,
It feels like blood dropping beside my eyes,
I feel strange in this world,
I don't think or see the things I used to,
I stand amongst people who are changed,
In a bad way and yet the worst hasn't begun!

I can't even write my poems the same,
I can't make it rhyme anymore,
I feel like I am all alone in this,
I feel like this is a big challenge,
And I am lost in middle of no where,
I feel like nobody understands,
When the words come out my mouth,
All they hear is bluh! bluh! bluh!
I am disparate to find someone who I can talk to,
Yet I am scared to trust anybody,
I been hurt so many times,

I dont even know how to end this poem if you called it,
I have so much anger that is in me,
That no matter what I say there is still more,
That will never end,
One thing I know is I hate to be here,
And live in a place full of strangers, selfish liars, and untrusted people!


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JOY IN MY HEART

There is a little hope and a little sorrow with loads of joy for tomorrow
Joy is sunshine that fills you with a warm, of wonderful
When it is in my spirit, my heart, and my life I’m grateful
It’s a feeling that radiates to everyone around you
No one in that area should feel sad and blue
As these words in my spirit lingers  
I always let the blood of Jesus fill up my pen and guide my fingers
Joy will always bring contentment and ease the pain
Happiness and joy in my heart gives me fun and fain
I love that type of joy that brings a soul to sing 
The joy that only Christ can bring

Proverbs 17:22 - "A cheerful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones." (NIV)

Joy is a net of love by which you can catch souls. 
Mother Teresa


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God Closed The Door

When God closed the door
At the moment Noah finished the boat
Rain poured from heaven 
The boat began to float

At the moment Noah finished the boat
And the heavens opened their tide
The boat began to float
As people cried and begged outside

And the heavens opened their tide
As Noah's hand were tied
As people cried and begged outside
The boat floated, animal made noises on ride

As Noah's hands were tied
At the closing of the door
The boat floated, animals made noises on ride
When God closed the door

(Based on Genesis 7:16)


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SCATTERED


EMOTIONS BOUNCE IN THE OCEAN
FEELINGS ENCOMPASS THE CRAVE
CREATING WAVES
A SCATTERED MESS
RIPPLES OF DETEST
SCATTERED FEELINGS EVERYWHERE
TEARS FLOW INTO THE SEA REMEMBER ME
SCREAMING WITH TRANSPARENT SMILES ALL THE WHILE 
PLEADING WITH MIXED UP ENERGY MINGLED WITH MISERY
FOR A RIGHT NOW RESCUE
THIS IS AN EMERGENCY OF DEMAGED EMOTIONS
WITH THE NOTION THAT SOMEONE WOULD HAVE THE COGNITIVE TO SEE
THE PAIN THAT CAUSES THIS DISEASE
W3HILE YOUR ANALYZING MY SOUL IS DROWNING
HEAR THE SLIENT COUGHING....
I PLEAD FOR SOMEONE WITH CAPABILITIES
TO HEAL MY ACHING SOUL WITH THE ENORMOUS HOLE
A SCATTERED MESS.....................................


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Thank You Jesus For Changing Me


Thank You Jesus For Changing Me!

Jesus reached down to my life 
and changed it!
His love touched my soul
 and “rearranged” it!

He brought to me his mercy
 and care.
That I may share his goodness 
to people everywhere!

He restored unto me the joy 
of my salvation!
And brought to my life 
a heavenly invitation!

He gave to me everything 
that I needed!
He brings the victory! 
 Satan is defeated!

He really loves you! 
 Won’t you believe him?
Just reach out to him now! 
 And receive him!

By Jim Pemberton    


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Fallen Victim

I have fallen victim so many times
To nobody's fault except only mine.
I will ask for forgiveness and have faith,
Even though I feel like I am not saved.


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Buried love

He is sleeping in my bed unsuspecting,
As I sneak out the back door again.
I stalk across the dimly lit garden,
Stricken with guilt, remorse, heart-piercing pain.
 
Even during blissful moments in his arms,
Your face flickers in the reflection in his eyes.
I close mine only to see your face again,
In the blackness, dark as night skies.
 
How can I be happy with someone else,
When thoughts of you haunt me, asleep or awake?
How can I smile up at him,
When its your features I'm trying to remake?
 
Even though he makes me happy,
Its nothing compared to the joy you brought me.
I start the car and stare at the lucky charm,
Remembering when you said, my happiness it will guarantee.
 
I guess it never did work,
Because now I'm sitting in this empty car,
Wondering how things could have gone this wrong,
When we had promised stay together upon a solitary star.
 
I'm driving down the familiar road,
Wishing an accident would take away this pain.
Better a quick unfortunate incident,
Than a slow death, plagued by guilt, going a little insane.
 
Walking through the wrought iron gates,
I cant help remembering the many times I've sneaked out.
Each time I reach the graveled path,
If you're worth the trouble, I doubt.
 
But I cant help stalking out the house,
You've become my obsession, my pilgrimage.
Praying silently he never finds about you,
For I'm sure he'll have me put in a cage.
 
I feel the steady calm rising as I near you,
Your voice is in the wind, the rustle of the leaves.
I can hear my heart beat in my ears,
I move to your headstone among the other graves.
 
As usual I trace the engraved heart,
Let a few tears slip and lie down on your cover.
Wishing the block of marble between would disappear and so,
For the last time I could see my sunshine, my one true lover.
 
- Miliya Parveen


Details | I do not know? | |

I am...

I am a poet writing of my pain
I am a person living a life of shame
I am your daughter, hiding my depression
I am your sister, striving to make a great impression
I am your friend acting like I'm fine
I am a dreamer, wishing this life, wasn't mine
I am a girl who struggles with suicide
I am a teenager, pushing her tears aside







Side note: (Writing for other ladies out there, not so much myself, so don't worry about me)


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Run Into Love

You make me smile even when the sad songs come on.
You make me laugh with every chance you get.
You don't even have to be here for me to fall for you.
I've played the backseat for too long.
Maybe now it's time to run;
Time to run into love.
What do we have to lost?
This is only life once.
We are only young once.
And I believe I am starting to fall for you.
What do we have to lose?
Let's dive in together,
Holding hands,
Into the unknown.


Details | Cowboy | |

' As Old As East Of Eden ... (A Cowboy Song) Cowboy Poem # 15


          Tears - Are As Old
         … As East Of Eden

           Pain - Is As Old
         … As East Of Eden

          Woes - Are As Old
         … As East Of Eden …

That’s Why The Cowboy … Rides West
And Disappears, Into The Flaming Sunsets …     ( Gen. 3: 23, 24 )


Details | Free verse | |

Return to the Sun

In the dismal fog of an autumn day 
My thoughts were as scattered as leaves in wind
I spied her walking, she looked alone
Alone, alone, in the cold afternoon

In utter gloom without a face
There was something compelling that caught my glance
In her stance, as she slowly passed 
A kindled sparkle in her eyes
Her ragged clothes, her worn out shoes
Yet still a smile, came shining through
Her figure dark, still carried on
I could not help, but turn around...

I wondered what her story told
What trials and pain, had brought her here?
No place to dwell?  My eyes welled up...
So caught in tears like misty rain

I called out "Please, ....what is your name?"
Am I a fool, to chance this game?
How many seasons have waxed and waned
Since last I have confronted face to face
To one who seems so out of place?

I could not pass her on this road
I begged her now to share this load
I had this gift!  It was not small....
What good, if I ignored the call?
I may be foolish....but do not care...
I am now compelled to share it all

I witnessed hope, and it was pure,
And I was sure

My money so well spent....I have no doubt
The sun is coming out, a light turned on...
I find my eyes are wet...the chill is gone
She's cried such grateful tears, I taste my own
I owe her more, than she could know

My heart so filled with gratitude
              ..........And I have grown

________________________________________________________


Details | I do not know? | |

two

water melon in my garden
like the sun and moon
just two… 
”...launcher ready…”
steady my hand
tending the weeds
near a row of beans
a far away land
”...it’s not a good time…”
so I wondered
and thought of when
wars are just plays
staged in the hands
of writers like me…
I’d arm the nations
with radish leaves
squash for bullets
that unload seeds
Peanuts money
on my jelly spread
I’d share the health
giving lettuce, head…
”... is it a good time now?...”
who wants a cow
chickens grown
in crowded pens
suffering blows
in.human.e hands
glitters the water
between the corn
I’d sale on ships
into rosebud shores
and i’d grow my fish
in between the stores
”...I’m god in my garden…”
and I divide the rows
soing what suits me
in tomato groves
and near my basil
I’ll build a school
teaching the mint
just how to be cool
and over hear
the potatoes anchor
on stalks of beer
”...wellcome…”
to chi…
banana central
read booms of cheer
...but they say I’m mental.
lentils 
are sooo good in soup!
my capitals
I declare are true!
I only cook 
When I brew my stew…
and no one regrets
in the garden of Sue.
”...yes piglet…”
I was Just
Making sure of you.


Details | Rhyme | |

PROGRESS- Christmas Toys and Joys

PROGRESS
CHRISTMAS TOYS AND JOYS

The toys in the shops today are different from the past,
with electronics replacing bat and ball.
Even parents get in the mix, and children need be fast,
if they want to play with their new toys at all.
	
Back-yard cricket is forgotten when the Wii comes on the scene.
Virtual sports replace the games we know.
Invisible balls are slashed at when hit towards the screen
and a cartoon rival hits it back to you.

These rivals in the TV Box will play with you alone,
or you can play with a friend by your side.
Sometimes a couch potato gets up to play and groan,
but keen to join the game with a swing that’s wide.

The DS, Xbox and the PSP keep everyone amused
with puzzles for the brains of young and old.
There’s Pokemon and Mario forever been renewed,
played with concentration; fingers quick and bold.

But the games are put aside when we are called to table;
no fast food today it’s Christmas fare for all.
There’s turkey, pudding, pies and cakes to eat if we are able,
then we often fall asleep on the lounge, or in the hall.

But lives, when shared with others are better for the sharing,
with memories created and sent across the miles.
These keep us going when we feel alone, with no one caring,
then we see their photos; remember friendships and we smile.


Wordancer


Details | Light Poetry | |

An Uncaring World

We Live in  world that lacks genuine love and affection towards
their fellowman.
Why are so many uncaring towards one another.
People today don't care what they do or say and who they say it 
to, understandably the world has and is still undergoing changes
there is a whole lot more pressure on people these days
especially the younger generation which causes anger,
depression and frustration.

Then there is now the extra worries of the global ressession
which causes misery and grief but where is the 
sense of relief people are in much despair over 
the financial state as they fear their jobs
are at stake.

The world seems to be in a real angry state, due to
all the atrocities and anomisty there is 
which makes people uncaring and  can cause others to
feel intimidated to even walk the streets and not
looking at people that they meet as there is no
trust anymore in the world.

How did we get to this where nothing seems right,
where angry people argue and fight,
only evil is in sight.
Happiness is just a dream, not a reality or so it may
seem.

What went wrong in the world that caused so much
grief and anguish when did it begin, it started in
1914 when the world saw the first world war,
the reason for the troubles since then was the
devil Satan was thrown out of heaven  to the
earth and  soon he is to be destroyed so while he
has the time left he is causing so much upheaval
as he is full of anger knowing he will soon be gone, as
God Jehovah will rid the earth of Satan and his demons
and he will restore the earth to A Paradise in
peace and security instead of all the unrest and
anomosity.  People will be happy for all 
eternity.



Details | Rhyme | |

We Went to Grandma's House


We went to Grandma’s house the other day! And brought some gifts along the way! We enjoyed our time and our wonderful visit We’re glad we had time with her! We wouldn’t miss it! We took her out and did some shopping in town… There were some good buys waiting to be found! We had a chance to have dinner with her too! This was an opportunity we wanted to do! We had a chance to talk about the days of past. Our memories of her, is something that will last! We enjoyed our time with grandma! Yes we did! She always has something worthwhile to give! We thank the Lord for a special grandma like this! Our times together have been happy and bliss! Please take good care of her Lord, is our prayer! Keep her in your tender mercy and care! We look forward to the next time we spend together! She’ll always be our grandma! Today and forever! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Lanterne | |

Doubts

Lies
Behold
Jealousy
Humanity
Fears 


Details | Couplet | |

Life's puzzle



Are we people seeking answers to our lives, hopes and dreams?
From beginnings of our youth, we're taught to plot and scheme

In life we learn to make our place and to maximize our dreams
We work to pay our way, or are we paying for others schemes?

To respect all of the people, who seek prominence and wealth
Learn from leaders of this world, and stack the hand you're dealt 

Your worth and happiness are found by seeking wealth in coin
only a few can take but, all must pay, it's all in the club you join

You sell your smile's for a dollar, and your freedom for your joy 
Fact is your still building monuments for coin collectors to enjoy

Leaders use people in this world, for labor as a remote control toy
push a button, pull the stick, to control each women, man and boy 

Is their similarity, of life and history we've learned from all our books?
This life you've led, was it the plan to leave our children on the hook?

It's said we can learn from our past, to avoid making the same mistake
less intelligence then the ape man, as we teach mistakes not to make

Having the same ideas, of our worth, as when Jesus walked this earth
Do you think the value of our life, is the number of coins we are worth?

Think you've missed the meaning of this journey, ever since your birth?
Our journey is to learn and teach, all the children, not to take the mirth.

In his words, the circle of life is to be followed by heaven, as we all know
with an eternal peace, happiness and joy, without pain, suffering or woe

Instead of chasing coin and following false leaders like herds of sheep
spread destruction and defile the air, sea and land for more coins to heap

Shouldn't we prepare to enter Heavens gate, if this is what we seek?


Details | Alliteration | |

One Among Many part 1

Chapter 1 
As but only one young lost man in a great land I sometimes don’t want to see what I see in life but death causes me to look. I don’t want to hear the things I hear but have to admit the things here that I’ve heard. I don’t want to be guilty today it’s why I continue to strive past my past for innocence in the near future. I don’t want to feel what I feel but after another day in this dark place has gone by I can’t hide what I have painfully felt. As but one young man I wonder why I question others motives and still can’t see the answers to my own as if I know all the answers to life when I don’t even know the true cause of my own. I wonder why I am happier at times but more often than not why I continue to be sad. I look for ones in groups of twos and get lost in groups of threes, but don’t get even me started on the groups of fours. On the outside world I am lost yet inside myself I know I am found, I holler silently at night while I quietly pray during the day. As but only one young man I can only do what is best for self-first if I want to start making a difference for two. 
Sometimes life for one can be fun, but on the reservation more often than not it is boring and dull. On the reservation I found serenity and solitude in the hills but I also found old savages and young Satan’s in the towns. I see beauty and peace in Mother Nature but I also found violence and ugliness among my very own in the neighborhood. I see not what I see and I think not what I think for I feel what I see which leads me to think. I choose rather to just be rather than not be what other people want me to be. I see what I see because I haven’t really got a choice in what I will see, I’d rather choose to just say that I saw. Outside people can’t make one see what I already choose not to see for I see what I see rather if they want me to see things their way or not. I can’t feel what they feel unless they feel what I feel and live where I live and be where I am to know where I truly am from to understand the thoughts and feelings of not only a young native of struggle, but as a person worldwide no matter the skin color.


Details | Parallelismus Membrorum | |

E I G H T H AT EIGHT

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	EIGHTH AT EIGHT A.M.
    
By Free Cee on 10/19/11 at 9:28am 

While walking when the southern wind changes in my direction
and become nor-easters such as a festering infection
I have not a choice but to go where my worn out shoes will take me
 Until I reach far enough south for the sun to bake me 
so people inquire why I don't drive a car
and i tell them because were i to have one I'd drink after leaving a bar

Panama Pete, the owner, knows straight vodka is all i ever drink
and he knows how many I need to no longer think
since drinking at eight A.M. only gets me in trouble with ladies or the law
and please don't think that alcohol is my only flaw
so I leave old Pete with his Panama hat's brim well worn
until, more often than not, I awake on some stranger's lawn
how I got there and why I am indifferent to
and take my word for it I am different from you
you probably have loved ones who would care if you'd die
I, however, could expire and not a soul on earth would cry
no moans, no groans and no tears would be shed
for only Panama Pete will miss me when I'm dead

other people I’ve cheated will try to slay me because they despise me
and no tuxedo, three piece suit nor pin-stripes can disguise me
i am what i am because of a detrimental mind
and people can discern what i am even if they're blind
So I rise from the stranger's lawn and keep on the run 
(Panama Pete is actually his name and owns or owned a seedy bar on eighth avenue and 46th Street in Manhattan. i haven't seen him in twelve years but if he’s still among the living I’m giving ten to one odds that say, were i to walk into his establishment he'd pour me four and one on the house)
  TO PANAMA PETE WHEREVER YOU MAY BE © 2011 ~free cee!~


Details | Free verse | |

SUCH HASTE, SUCH WASTE


Brother, why the haste
why are you so quick to bail
how life has made you frail
why art thou so lean in faith


Desires of sodom, you chase
till you wear and rot to waste.
The truths of life you dare not face
you cower behind the shell of race
and bequeath to it,the fortune of your days


Oh Sister, why the haste
this phase you crave
is soiled with fray
this course you chart
is fraught with chains


Are you numb to the flames;
that chars the face with pains
that lays in wait, in ways
unseen to sight and gaze


You fill your pate with tales of hate
and lose your fate in pits of vale


The weight of your plate
is filled with kills of kin
why the haste, brother
why the waste, sister?


Details | Rhyme | |

Do You Feel Like Ending Everything


Perhaps you feel like your life is “spiraling down” It’s as if everything’s come “crashing to the ground” Is your lie filled with A lot of apprehension? Just living day by bay with a lot of tension? Maybe you’re at a “low point” and very “distraught.” In life’s circumstances… you feel trapped and caught. If you feel confused… Like you’re in a “trance…” God’s word says to TRUST HIM, in every circumstance! God’s here to pick you up,\ when you stumble! He’s always do it, And never grumble! If life’s dealt you a bad hand, don’t try name it! Jesus loves you so much! It’s hard to explain it! All of heaven invites you to Invite Jesus as your lord! An eternal life with him, can be your great reward! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Didactic | |

SHOW ME THE MONEY

where you lay your treasures down 
is the place where your heart is found
Jesus said similar words in the New Testament
to tell mankind of the message that God wanted them to get
it's about our priorities those things that mean so much
it's about what we treasure that which hold to and clutch
it's about anyone being able to discover, deduce and define
what are the true values in a person's heart and mind
it's not about people but about what people treasure
for that is the true indicator by which we are measured
can one think with one's heart? does the heart understand?
what are the basic principles that determines what makes a man?
show me the money, show me your measure
show me the money those things that you treasure

we live in a society that is consumed and corrupted by greed
where wealth is that commodity that everyone strives to achieve
many people define themselves by how much wealth they have attained
where millionaire and billionaire are the titles placed before their names
they say the love of money is the root of all evil which can take a person away
from the spirit of the word of God and the message that it conveys
people have intrinsic value as we are all children of the most high God
for it's not about monetary values but the moral values which we impart
people tend to desire things, they can't seem to get enough possessions
and when "Black Friday" comes they shop with a maniacal obsession

we live in a time where 80% of all the world's wealth
is in the hands of less that 20% of the people here on earth
we pay professional athletes millions of dollars to play a game
but a teacher less than $50,000 now doesn't that seem insane?
what is wrong with this picture? what values do we measure?
where are our priorities? what is it that we truly treasure?

we think we own everything but people fail to see
that in all actuality it's all God's property
show me the money that which to you God gave
show me the money that which man obsessively craves

money is the one thing next to life which God speaks most of
money is the one possession He asks that we tithe with an unselfish love
yet we tend to place money before our love for Father God
but it shouldn't have a place that is so prominent in our hearts
yes money has a purpose it has a function in society
just don't allow it to become your first priority
show me the money show me where your treasures lie
show me the money show me where your heart resides


Details | Rhyme | |

ONLY HE IS WHOM I SHALL FEAR

I woke up this morning.. and if GOD willing u woke up too.. Cause if you’re looking at the sky that I am that means we’ve made it through!!!! To another day….But what’s to be expected?? Through the mind it may drift, As we break into the day like thy unknown abyss… It’s always a risk. But we take it all the same, though we may come from different places have different color faces and for each a different name…. The certainty of it all is that were all up against the same fake... And from that fact there’s no mistake…. Though we may take different paths ….Trying to hold on to the rush of life for as long as it may last… And that rush can come from many different things…If it’s unknown to us or we don’t agree we’ll deem it strange.. Then stand in judgment staring waiting to slander and defame,. For no greater reason than that what brings you joy and happiest, Isn't for them and with no relation, brings frustration, for their life is lived moment to moment in restraint.. A open mind is the same as being forced to walk the plank Really feeling the lack of joy and happiest is what makes them want to offer you their pain…. But a woman like me knows how to take shelter from their rain… For GOD woke me up this morning!!! I feel blessed and so should you. But if not!!! Hey that’s ok too…. Because every day I wake I take refuge in the fact that I’ve lived and I am very aware of the EVIL MAN WILL DO!!! And who I am he knows all about and I have faith that he’ll see me through. So I step into my day strong forever feeling eyes.... Which isn't a surprise, But I’m so grateful to be here!!! That even with all the persecution and hate around me I'll be stepping without a care.... . For he woke me up this morning and I always feel him near. The world's pre and misjudgments of me have no penetration there's no relation just frustration. That my father told me that he is the only one whom shall FEAR. So you go and have a wonderful day my dear!!!


Details | I do not know? | |

You're my what....?!

           This is not my WORLD.

           You're my WORLD.

           You're my EVERYTHING.

           You're the FLOWERS, the GRASS, 

           You're my THOUGHTS,

           You're my EVERYTHING.
            
           This is not my WORLD.
           You're my WORLD.
                     
          So now.....
                be part of my.....
                                    LOVE.



                  *please comment if you don't mind, i'd really like to know your thoughts 
(fav poem if you like)*
                                                  
                                                            -Angel4eva23


Details | Ballad | |

Starcrossed Tragedy

A Silent Night's Hunt for a Tigress so blunt, Left the Fiend dancing with my Thisbe's Cloack But where was She? Her Drenching blood is all I can see The Night of Sanguine, The Night of Rapture, Tonight was meant to be All Behold This Tragedy ran by Dark Energy, My Lost Lover's Plea A seed of what is to come, In this starcrossed Tragedy, For I can not live without you, My Pyramus, All I need, My reason to Breathe One sight of me bleeding away from reality, started this tragedy and with me It shall Grow The Pain wasn't enough for me, To Live on with me Love without consequence, The Damned Saint, The Angelic Demon The Darkness of the Sea, Carries away with me, In this Starcrossed Tragedy A Star traveling across the moonless Night Sky, In the mid-summer of Verona, Fell from her glorious light, I have lost my guide, My need for Life Every balcony I'll climb for you, Just to Caress you once more But now it is too Late, My Juilet Let the Poison Fill me My Body dyed In silence, Dipped in Paralysis, Forging the Will of God, Feigning the Clutches of Death, My Romeo I prithee to you, See past The Illusion, Caught in the Webs of Love's delusion A Dagger reached my heart once To see you martyr for our love A Dagger reached my heart twice The Pain wasn't enough for me, To Live on with me Love without consequence, The Damned Saint, The Angelic Demon The Darkness of the Sea, Carries away with me, In this Starcrossed Tragedy Once the Morning Retired from her weeping The sun shined into her eyes, then his Lifeless, their dream will live on Every Petal will be Avenged The Pain wasn't enough for me, To Live on with me Love without consequence, The Damned Saint, The Angelic Demon The Darkness of the Sea, Carries away with me, In this Starcrossed Tragedy


Details | Free verse | |

A Friend With Consequences

I'll shine brighter than ever when I find my way past my woes the farther I wander the more I shall know that I'm a friend with consequences and only one could let that go He somehow convinced me that I needed correction now I know where I'm going for I followed his directions no more full of blaming I point it right at my nose and realize all my problems are by no one else controlled Will I ever shine with a destiny, kind I still have little meaning but he is there with me, sometimes when our doors have been locked up for so many years it feels good to have someone come in my circle, share my fear Everyone so full of hatred afraid of letting us by even when we're most broken still a spark in our eye you think that would tell them that we just want to live life to the fullest potential that our dreams aren't denied We talk of good and evil agreed on right and wrong tell tales of when we struggled and what we did to be strong as the world the he's seen is darker than mine I am less respected as a person but I accept that, it's fine for he talks to me like I'm worthy and proud to be my friend that's why I could never replace all the treasured words of wisdom he gave me like a story of survival, rise and fall though I am a friend with great consequences I could never begin to replace him, at all my personal Jesus, I see the great Messiah in him I hope one day to inherit his good heart to pass it on to some kid one day, struggling.


Details | Free verse | |

When Death Calls

When death calls, all is forgotten.
Chores are left undone.
Paintings are left unpainted.
Poems are left unwritten.
Suicidal ideation fantasizes.
The illusion of escapes rules.
Then, I go to the garden
Planting from dawn to dusk,
Escaping self-destructions.
One more time, I painfully wait 
So God can call me to eternity.
Tomorrow, flowers will bloom.
Photographs will be taken.
Life will be made full
Until the ideation returns
...to suck out my joy.


Details | Epic | |

All men are Broken

I am not like your earthly father, why do you treat Me like him?
I am an all consuming love 
I am not double-minded; I can’t lie or hurt you with sin,
I created you to be more than what you currently are,
For the father fracture has caused so many of My children to be scared,

All men are broken,
All men were broken,
By their fathers who passed it down to you,
My sons and daughters there is nothing to impossible for me too do,

I am much bigger than anything you face and fear,
I am the Father who has seen every tear,
I am the Father who knows your deepest pain,
I am the Father who will always remain,

Though many fathers meant well they still could never be,
All that I am able to be unto thee,
You’re not your father, you’re not going to be the same,
You were never meant to live with the anxieties of a childhood filled with pain,
So let Me love you, let me in, I am not counting all your sins,
Let Me show you what you have never seen,
For perfect love heals and restores all lost dreams,

I am not your father, please blame me no more,
If you could only see what I have planned for your future; the greatness I have in store,
You would understand, you would forget the past, 
You would forgive your fathers, who didn’t know better and couldn’t fulfill their tasks,

A generation has been created,
That has been jaded and recklessly complicated,
I understand, but take my hand; I am not like a carnal man,
I will show you unconditional love that will never fail,
When things get tough I am the Father who will never bail,

I am not like your father, I have been falsely accused,
I am the father who will never leave your side, disappoint you, or abuse
I have watched you all your life suffer in silence, while hiding behind everything and anything to numb yourself well,
I was there every time you slipped up and every time you fell,

But listen my beloved, I call out to you each day,
Just stay quiet for a moment and you will hear what I want to say…

I am here; you are ever before me, for I carved your name in my hand,
I know how to reach you, for I loved you before you ever reached this land,

A broken child becomes a broken man,
Until he knows his heavenly Father is his biggest fan.
Give Me a chance to show you and you will finally understand
That it is My love that will guide you, just take hold of my hand.

By: Sabina Nicole


Details | Rhyme | |

The Ugliness Of Divorce


My parents taught me the Christian ways.
I was taught to obey what the Bible says.

I was proud of my parents!  I really was!
And loved them so much…  Just because!

They meant everything to me!  I was proud!
Until one day...  There appeared “a dark cloud.”

It was like a “darkness” hovered above.
Leaving their marriage empty of needed love!

Though they were together many years.
There were many cracks that soon appeared.

I say a once happy home soon destroyed.
Being with one another….  They no longer enjoyed!

How could this happen! I had wondered…
To see a happy marriage “totally plundered

As sin crept in...  And allowed to prevail.
Very soon this marriage simply failed.

May this be a warning for me and you…
That our commitment remains faithful and true!

If your marriage is heading toward separation…
Please seek God for a healing and restoration!

If your planning to have a divorce..
Jesus’ love can put it on the right course!

He can replace the brokenness and hurt within..
And can put your lives back together AGAIN!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

Jesus My Life Is One HUGE Embarrassment


For many years... My life has been an embarrassment! Filled with hopelessness and discouragement! Many things I thought I had enjoyed... Have left in me... A large and empty void! Many nights, I would cry myself to sleep. Knowing the hole my life was in, was very, very deep. Then one day, I called out to God! I wasn’t sure if he’d listen! My family, my old church, I was now missin'. My family prayed for me for so many years. I often brought them embarrassment and tears. God... I tried everything else... I want to come back to you! I need you now Jesus! I really do! Please come into my heart, and cleanse me within! Set me free from all addictions and sin! I know that you will never let go of my hand. My whole life, on your word, I shall now stand. Only you can satisfy the emptiness in my soul! I am now complete, satisfied, and made whole! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Light Poetry | |

Life In Painting

I’m walking….
In a world of paintings
As a portraits,
Unfinished, incomplete and yearning,
Wanting perfection though fictional,
a picture of inspiration,
infinite depth and meaning.

On my canvas,
I want….
Soft breezes;
With tales to tell,
Great winds and thick fogs;
Complications and obstacle in life,
Huge rolling waves;
strong emotions and feelings splashed on,
Mountains and peaks above the clouds;
Achievement and success;
Shining sun and twinkling stars;
real friends
an extra hand,
A drizzle on a spring landscape;
Blossoms along the path;
smiles at end of all.

Standing in the present,
Eyes like colored crystal turned back at my past,
A pearly tear for memories,
Hands out front;
Welcome the future,
Fair bright light;
perfection in infinite joys.

A perfect life,
On a canvas;
finished  with talent,
Life as a painting,
My life in a painting.

Not many has perfect lives,
But many desire it,
Though only a handful work hard for it. 


Details | Rhyme | |

The Puzzle

I don't have all the pieces together;
This puzzle is just too much,
But God already has it figured out
As He is solving this from above.


Details | Rhyme | |

My Brother Needed Prayer

My brother came to me, desperate for prayer! Filled with hopelessness and despair! I reached out to him to begin to pray… But I couldn’t find any words to say! The Holy Spirit began tugging at my heart within… Convicting me of holding on to a “secret sin.” THIS SIN, God told me I must first let go, For this was eating at my soul! My prayer life had been such a mess! I repented! And to God… I confessed! I called out to Jesus’ precious name! Inviting him into my heart to reign! On bended knees before my Lord I began to bow, My prayer was going to be answered… Somehow! The prayer request for my brother Was going to be met! For God has never failed me YET! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Free verse | |

Eclipse Of The Soul

Eclipse Of The Soul
By: Noel N. Villarosa


Plants harmonize to the sun to bring life aglow
And to rest at the night’s luminary
The sea is waiting for the wind to blow
And serve as cradle for fish hatchery

And mankind, on the hustle and bustle of each day
Gyrate on a merry-go-round, so tedious
Withal, a wishy-washy self
And a thrall of his own fear
Thither that place called ‘hades’
And in his dream the edelweiss and wisteria
Go down to ecocide
The fierce billow has taken many billet doux
Into a forlorn land
Pensive for a homing pigeon to carry his thought to God
That once awaken, a harmonica is playing
And a new paradise for dwelling
Many at threescore are not contented
And praying for a longer life
But many committed blasphemy so umpteen
And now yelling for the forgiveness of sin
And the fracas he brought to nature

Now mankind is waiting for the great covenant
For the realization of life, truth, and love as above all
And the destruction of sin, sickness, and death
Before he sees the complete eclipse of his soul


Written and posted in voicesnet.com poetry site: 28 October 2009 


Details | Light Poetry | |

' Transition and Transcend ... '

      Transition and Transcend
Whatever New-Life There Is … Begin

Whether From Death or Divorce
        Sickness or Sorrow
Change, Yet Stay-On-Course
   Today, Rises To Tomorrow

So – Transition and Transcend …

Transition and Transcend
A Slow-Start, Is Not The End

You May Lose Some Family
A Friend, or Fortune
A Job, or A Journey
Or A Just Right-Opportune

Just – Transition and Transcend …

Transition and Transcend
Move … Just Like The Wind

Either, Climb Up or Go Around
Earthquake-Aches or Shaky Ground
Tears, That Flood and Threaten To Drown
Forest-Fire-Rages … Burns Up … Then Down …

    So – Transition and Transcend …

Transition and Transcend
Life is Hard, I Won’t Pretend
But God’s Helping Hand Will Lend
The Push and Pull-Up, To Begin

The Power and The Will, To Win
Again … Again … Again …  and Again …
And At Each Place … Pray – Amen !
… and Transition and Transcend


Details | Sonnet | |

A SCARY DREAM OF DANTE'S INFERNO

I have had many frightening visions
of demons pulling me down into the infernal abyss:
to burn and torment my bound and shivering body...
as Dante envisioned it in his Divine Comedy.


Ah, Popes, Presidents, Kings, enemies and friends made no apologies...
they were glad to see me join them in their cell!
I accursed them even in that place called," Hell ."
And that gave me an opportunity to write many appropriate analogies.


" My flesh will burn, not my spirit! " I desperately hollered.
" This is not a place where I should pay for my earthly sins!"
" Eternal fire and condemnation are wrong!" I protested.
" God loves everyone, and He only demands repentance!"


Finally, that dreadful vision ended at the coming of the sunrise,
I found myself on Earth witnessing the wonders of Paradise!


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Gift

Poetry is a gift
A gift given to me
A gift to make people see
The world in a different light
To help them separate the dark and light
To help People 
Come to terms with their loss
And to let everyone know
Love is not a forlorn cause


Details | Rhyme | |

Jesus You're So Wonderful To ME

Jesus-You're So Wonderful!

Jesus—You're so beautiful and 
wonderful to me!
You've opened my blind eyes—
now I can see!

I've seen your love in
 my famly as well.
You're so good—more than
 words can tell!

For all of my failures—
you have forgiven,
And are patiently showing
 me your way of livin'!

Living for you is so 
very precious!
And your word is 
so very nutricious!

Your kindness to me—
I have not deserved.
Your blessings to me have 
so graciously been served.

You've been so patient 
with me and so kind.
Your promises have stood 
the test of time.

Thank you Jesus-you're
 truly my best friend.
And have been there for
 me again and again.

How precious you are—
words alone can't express.
Calling “Abba father”
I am so blessed!

I long to be refreshed by your
 presence each day.
I love you more than 
words can say!

By Jim Pemberton
(c) 2006

  


Details | Diminished Hexaverse | |

In The Moment

When tragic strikes the blame game starts,
It would be a miracle if one could just take a moment,
This would help in understanding there is no one to blame but oneself.
With a blink, a wave, a stretch, and a swing things change.
Let’s take a moment to live in the moment.

Work, drama, excuses, doubts only distracts one from the moment.
The pleasure to bring a smile on your face awaits in desperation, 
The pleasure to make a moment be cherished awaits with style,
Then why are you permitting the taunts to take away the moment.

Genuine, passionate, and prosperous is the happiness you deserve,
Let’s sway to the dance of the wind,
Clap with the beat of the tune you hear.

Forgive, forget, and divert the cheeky mind,
Allow the blooming and budding joy fill your heart.

Live in the moment.


Details | Rhyme | |

I aked God, and He answered

As I knelt in prayer the other night, I asked God….
“Why is there so much suffering in the world?”
I believe He answered me and said…

Free will is a fact of life. It can bring you joy or sometimes strife. It’s up to you to make the choice, But if you pray, you’ll hear my voice. I can’t explain, my dear, He said, as I knelt beside my bed. Our lives are NOT a matter of fate. You may CHOOSE hell or the pearly gates. Now my dear, rest your head, And tuck yourself inside your bed. Have no worries, have no fear. Just simply know that I am here! Michelle D. ©6/15/06


Details | Rhyme | |

Where Will I Be Tomorrow

Where Will I Be Tomorrow? Where will I be tomorrow? That’s my question! I continue traveling on… Seeking my life's "mission." There are many roads, and journeys to go on. I’m trying to find out, where I really belong. There are many choices of what to do and see… There's both good and bad waiting for me! But, there is a God who called out my name. When I heard his voice... To him, I came! He gave me a promise! A 100% guarantee! He promised to forgive my sins, that I may be free! I will spend today and tomorrow with him! I’m going to take time, and get to know him! I'm here today! I don't know what tomorrow will bring! But I can trust Jesus! To take care of everything! Where will I go? I know where I will be! Spending time with my Lord! For eternity! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Verse | |

I Am An Archer

If you were an Archer,
And had but one choise out of two.
With a string of fresh arrows, and a heart of gold.
What would you do?

If you had to chose between what was right, and your own survival,
What would you do?
If you could either save many people were being throw into a massive pitfall,
Or only you.

To many, the choose would be made.
Of course they would save others.
But what if the price for their freedom was your life layed.
Is that really what you would do?

Or would you save yourself,
As most people would do.
Not caring about others,
Even if they were someone you knew.

Me, I am faced with this decision.
Sin or Saint?
Tough choise with no true winners.
So who would I send to their fait?

No one...... I'll fight for both.
I am an Archer, with a heart of gold.
Who has taken an oath.
Fight for what's right, no matter what the cost.


Details | Rhyme | |

I Worship And Praise You





I Worship And Praise You!


God…  I worship and praise you! 
For all that you’ve done!
All glory and honor to Jesus…  
Your son!

God…  I bring honor and 
glory to your name!
You’ve removed my sin and
 taken away my shame!

God…  I give to you everything I have.
You’ve brought to me joy. 
 I am so glad!

God…  I humbly bow before
 you in prayer…
I know that you love me 
and are always there!

God…  I shall tell others about 
your wondrous ways!
And ask for your strength
 all of my days!

God…  I thank and bless you for 
what you have given!
You’ve changed my life and 
I am totally forgiven!


By Jim Pemberton


Details | Free verse | |

We Are All In This Together

We all have a story to tell.
Ups and downs,
Together, we've been through it all;
God has led us through it all.
Trust Him;
It's all for a reason.
All your pains,
All your struggles,
All your hurts-
They're all for a reason.
God has a bigger plan,
One we cannot see.
Trust Him and pray.
Remember,
We are all in this together.
Together, we have been through it all.
Ups and downs,
We are family-
Brothers and sisters in Christ.
We are friends.
Most importantly,
We are family.
Let's love one another like God loves us.
Let's help each other out
And help each other up with loving hands.
We are His children.
We are His servants
Together on His mission
To love, save, and change the world
For the better.
We are all in this together.
Listen to His praises ring;
Let's praise Him together.
Listen to sister Fantasia sing,
"Sometimes you gotta lose to win again."
Thank You Father!
Amen!


Details | Rhyme | |

ALL IS NOT LOST

We are in a recession
Are we a bankrupt nation?
If that is true than why are athletes still getting paid millions!
There is so much blood spilled
Our young are been killed
Now days who can we trust
Even our televisions had to be adjusted 
So much unnecessary drama
Too many fatherless kids and baby mamas 
Repeated convictions
Increased drug and sex addictions
Fear of terrorist having nuclear weapons
Why is there so much jealousies and hating
Government health reform
Alaska is getting warm
So many unpredicted and unexplained storms
The country for eight years is still at war
Does it seem like we are becoming poor
The country is stressed you can tell by all the protest
Evil and hatred has been released
It is the work of the beast
Our food, toys, health, and water is not safe
That is why we have to believe and have faith
This is a repeated circle of life and it is called history
I believe there is a victory 
His name is Jesus……….Smile
He died for all our pain and anguish on the cross
So all is not lost


 We should not let our fears hold us back from pursuing our hopes. 
--John Fitzgerald Kennedy

Hope for the best but prepare for the worst. 
--English Proverb


Details | Haiku | |

MUSIC - HAIKU

Play The Radio Get Up And Dance All Night Long Music Heals The Soul


Details | Rhyme | |

Jesus, I Pray For My Brothers


Jesus, I Pray for My Brothers! Years ago, I suggested to my brothers that we pray. They simply laughed at what I had to say! I thought it would be good to get together... That God's love would bind our hearts forever! Division took place and took the "upper hand." I don't think they'd listen or even understand! Over the many years that just went on by... They never once took the time to say; "hi!" Even though they never once seemed to care. I decided to take some time in deep prayer! It was like they would make fun of what I said. At times, maybe they wished I were "dead." At this time, there's a strong and powerful force That's blowing their lives are way off course! I pray that God's spirit will get a hold of them! And let them now how much he loves them! I pray that God's love will be the glue that binds them! May God's mercy and joy be what finds them! I pray that evil will not find it's way in their home! And they would allow Jesus to rule on their "throne." Even though they tried to cast me off, as a "fool." It's God's words, in their lives, that must rule! Jesus can turn around even the worst situation! By the power of his glory and resurrection! Please, dear lord, bind them forever as won! Bless their home! Their daughters and sons! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

Many Choices Many Voices


During our life... we have many choices. We see a lot of faces and hear many voices. There is a voice... like no other. The words are "sweeter than butter." It's the same voice that calmed the storm in Galilee. It's the voice that offers life abundantly. Please listen to the voice of your saviour today... And really listen to the words he has to say... "Come... follow me... and be born again!" "I'll wash you clean... and take away your sin!" His voice speaks peace to the troubled soul. And speaks joy and love to make you whole. Christ can do it with his blood-cleansing power. He can do it... this very hour! His voice beckons a never ending call. Come to him now... He's worth it all! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

Create In Me A Clean Heart And Renew A Right Spirit In Me


Create in me a clean heart, Oh God, 
and renew a right spirit within me.
May my flesh be crucified... 
so that YOU... others may see!

Please don't remove from me
 your presence, or Holy Spirit.
May I meditate upon your word... 
and daily live it!

Restore unto me the joy
 of your salvation...
As I serve you with a deep
love and appreciation!

 I will teach sinners,
of your wondrous ways.
So that they my serve you
 all of their days!

I will shout aloud of your
 righteousness and proclaim
That you have delivered me 
from all guilt and shame.

As my lips are open...
 I will sing glory & praise to YOU!
May you be exalted in all 
that I say and do.

My sacrifice to you are a spirit
 and heart that's broken.
God will not reject me... 
this he has spoken!

May I bring sacrifice and obedience 
as I come to your altar.
You are my solid rock...
like the "Rock of Gibraltar!"

Thank you for cleansing 
 and making me whole.
You brought healing... 
and restored my soul!

By Jim Pemberton
Read Psalms 51:10-17


Details | I do not know? | |

Many Questions, One Answer

The bills, the pain, the drama, the rain
The storm grows larger and floods your brain 
With thoughts that begin to drive you insane
 Like, if I trust God will it all go away?
What am I missing? Empathy? Faith?
What will happen if I stay on this pace?
Am I one of those people that God can replace?
If I don’t change now is it hell I face?
Could we all be afraid of meeting our fate?
All these years trying to find someone to relate..
Is it true you can fall victim of a time and a place?
If I pray hard enough can I erase [pause]
The anger, the envy, resentment and hate ?
or at 25 years old could I be too late?
To try and change my life to get a new slate
And chills cover my arms and my heart begins to race
All of a sudden I can’t hear any rain
Laughter replaces the fear that remained 
and God lets us know it will all be ok
Forgive those around you and thank God for each day
Think with your heart and in Gods you will stay.


Details | Free verse | |

There's A New Day Coming (Repost)

Morning rays unfolding
like fingers formed 
Trace the far-reaching dreams
To awaken the sleeping children
To recognize the dawn 
Of the new world

There were promises made 
that shall not be broken
Rest assured 
That there's going to be 
Some major changes made

Weeping and mourning 
Will be no more ...
Pain and sickness 
Will cease to exist...
No famine in the lands
Feeble minds will be 
Granted wisdom from above

This is for the betterment of mankind
So, rest assured dear friends 
Believe me when I tell you 
There’s a new day coming.


Details | Verse | |

Humanity (palindrome)

I am I am I
Good and bad and good
Sensitivity in others in sensitivity
Love divine love
Evil not now not evil
Never ever never
Try hard everyday hard try
Spirit within spirit
Faith always real always faith
Misgivings lost of death of lost misgivings
No prejudice no
Never saintly am I am saintly never
Just of man of just
Humanity of humanity


Details | Acrostic | |

Fluff It Up

<                                  Fluff of billowy clouds
                                     Looking like they have Angelic faces
                                     Utterly smiling down on Mother Earth
                                     Forecasting peace for all mankind
                                     Foresakes for all sinners





Entry For
Carol Browns 
Fluff Contest
G.L. All


Details | Quatrain | |

Choices To Face

I have some choices to face,
But these are not my decisions to make.
God told me what He wants me to do;
He said, "Listen, Son, I have a plan for you."


Details | Verse | |

Armageddon Pt 1

It's bout to get worse
It was written in the verse
The truth hurts
ARMAGEDDON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED

When the time comes
No one's gonna hold up a sign
saying it's time to "get right"
It's gone come like a thief in the night!
Blowin' up and wreckin ish!
The war you want is the war you gone get
It was written before our time
We keep looking at the signs
manifest before our very eyes
constantly denying our right
to be one of the meek ones of our time
ARMAGEDDEON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED

We're at the end of what used to be existence
Every super power will answer to a higher power 
so pray repentence
The time is closer than any distance
From Washington to Obama
No one will escape the wrath!
Hope you choose the right path!
Narrow is the gate of the righteous tracks
that are imprented on the mind of the omnipotent one
Will you be spared life on earth with the meek ones
and accurately take in knowledge of his son?
OR will you perish in the dust
never to be awakened again?
No consciousness of sin
ARMAGEDDON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED!

It's in the verses
Read it, see it, live it, rehearse it
You see the times changing
You see the minds fading
You see the world and how messed up it is
You see that nigga satan and his curses!
I pray to have a chance to live a beautiful paradise on earth like it say in the verses!
ARMAGEDDON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED

YOU HAVE OFFICIALLY BEEN WARNED


Details | Rhyme | |

Are You Ready to Meet Jesus

Are You Ready to Meet Jesus? One day soon, there’ll be A meeting In the air! God’s people will gather, from everywhere! Jesus will return,, for you and me! He wants to take us all! For eternity! People will be there! Both young and old! Being with Jesus forever! On streets paved with gold! When he comes, no one knows! When he does, may we be ready to go! Live you life, as if He came right now! One day, before him, Every knee shall bow! May we live a Godly life, in everything! As we look forward to, the return of the king! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

I'm Not the Kind of Dad That I Need to Be


I’m Not the Kind of Dad That I Need to Be! I remember reading the Bible to my son. But what a mess, my life has become! My children told me, they were proud of their dad! Now they say they’re embarrassed and sad. I once lived a Godly life! I really did! Just look at me now! And how I live! Things in life I once called wrong and sin. Are now causing me to stumble again. God's word I had loved! Jesus was my treasure! I "traded my soul" for what gives me "pleasure." I’m not the kind of father that I need to be! What kind of example will my family find in me? Will I grow stubborn to God as I age? Replacing his peace, for anger and rage? I need Jesus to bring peace to my troubled soul! I ask YOU Lord to make me clean and whole. Restore unto me the joy of my salvation. By your blood, make me a new creation. Words alone cannot truly express… This family God's given to me. I am so blessed! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Churchbell

Bones of rotting timbre mimic 
morgues of truth
Pleading memories of oaths to rigor 
mortised youth
Snide sacrosanct hides under 
shrouds of pride
placing careful snares under 
gleaming stares
These selective few
they ingratiate you...
Even the doubtful  few
These ephemeral ghosts clapping at 
unspoken jokes
Wheezing from their throats to 
laugh as they choke.



Details | I do not know? | |

Why is it?

Why is it that school's say that they are preparing you for life, 

But really they are preparing you for more school?

Who knows?

That has always been on mind for the past few days.

*comment if you know why or if you have any ideas*




                                        -angel4eva23


Details | Epic | |

The death of Syria

              
                    Slaughter in Syria by the pound
                  The rebels take their place under ground
                  Shell shocked children in a school of fire
                 Assad revels in his twisted desire.
                  The armies of the Bear unleash their goods
              Assad  taking his anger to the neighborhoods.
                 A world in sorrow a place of death
                   the people of Syria take their last breath.
                 The world is a stage in a tyrannical flood
                  the smell of death the rivers of blood.
                The flight from horror is a fanciful dream
                 for the people of Syria nights filled with screams.
                 The leaders of tomorrow should now take heed
                 for the rebel in the streets are a different breed.
                 They die for their country they die for what's right
                  they cry out for their freedom to the Heavenly light.
                 What will be the outcome in a future so bleak ?
                   for peace and love is all they seek .

                                                By Larry Hays  
                                                                                                 
                 
                 


Details | Monorhyme | |

As I Lay At The Streets...

I closed my eyes and slipped into the world.
Where the valley was green and the sun rays gold.
As I walked the grass my feet felt cold;
My heart felt a warmth unseen, untold.

I walked to the stream and wondered why,
The real world was uglier, as i watched the birds fly.
Why a murderer would kill, why a lover betray?
Why a soldier joined battles, but his family would stay?

Why a man could discriminate black and white?
Why the world could never overcome the selfish-tide?
Why could I find pleasure in only my dream place?
Why contentment touched, only the ocean's surface?

I turned exhausted and began to gasp for air,
I could feel the darkness come, which was never there.
I knew from within that this world would be gone;
When I am back awake, my clothes will still be torn...


Details | Free verse | |

Loves Flight

I think my soul followed you home 
It's because I am in love
 And each time I make it come
 It wonders right back to you
 Because your the one
 I know it's true
 And our souls as one
 Follow what is to become

 
It doesn't matter where we are in our lives
 The same feelings over come my mind
 Love is making me blind
 It's where I spend all of my time
 
Capturing the will, the wants, the whys
 But I know your presence will never be denied
 Calculating the wishes into flight
 Making the journeys within future plights
 
I wish I can, I wish with my eyes closed up tight
 Be with you when the time is right
 I love you Mike
 Now go be with me tonight
 Making my soul take fight
 To be with you in all my loves might


Details | Quatrain | |

Enjoy This Place

Follow your dreams and follow your heart;
God has shown you the path to start.
Never give up and always have faith;
Do what you love and enjoy this place!


Details | Enclosed Rhyme | |

A Purpose From Above

Secretly in my heart I am weary
Pondering a purpose from above
Even though I know God's love
This life at times has been teary

Has my life has been in vain
Lost in this place we call earth
I have been this way since birth
Wondering what keeps me sane

I count all my blessings in life
And to a stranger I openly smile
With hopes it stays there awhile
Helping those with their strife

So is this my purpose from God
Sending a little kindness and love
Coming from that big guy above
If this is his plan I feel flawed

Edward J Ebbs - 10-02-2011


Details | Didactic | |

Second Thoughts

Why we always look away
From what our eyes desire to see?

Then we think
‘I should have…’

We look back
And we can’t see

It walked away -
We let it be

Why it always walks away
When we want to give a try?

We look back every day
And we pray for one last stand

Then we think back in regret
‘Why i hadn’t…’
Each time we cry

One day we will forget-
The day when we die


Details | Rhyme | |

The Thread That Binds

A little boy and an ant became great friends one day. 
But how to live drew them apart, and this is how they ran astray:

In the Ant’s heart was strict authority and constant work each day.
Why wasn’t the boy following someone, collecting for the food array?
The ant would always build everything in exactly the same proven way.
The anthill was underground and protected them perfectly every day.
Not adding to the hive was a crime, no one would ever think to display.
He knew every thing would be perfect, if everyone did their job and obeyed.

But the boy wanted to build bridges and trestles, just like his Dad, each day.
All of them out in the open, none of them under ground or hidden away.
And inventiveness came with the notice, of new and exciting things in daily play.
His life was really cool, not boring, as standing in a line would convey.
He’d invent, and ponder, and build in exciting, new ways, to fit each new byway.
Quick minded, and resilient he’d build, many fascinating and unique causeways.

The boy and the ant eventually went away, not happy with how the other lived.
They thought the other shortsighted and scorned, at what the other could give.
But they went away without realizing, how very similar were their lives.
For each would spend their time endeavoring to help others with their drive.
But understanding is a harder concept than building a bridge or storing food.
It takes a true gift to see the world as others do…

The moral to this story is really quite easy for all to see…
You can’t expect others to live their lives the way you want them to be.
Here, each was adding to their different world, only they could see.
While one was building for a smaller, singular hive…
The other was building for the hive of mankind.


Details | Rhyme | |

It Almost Seems LIke Yesterday


It Almost Seems Like Yesterday… It almost seems like yesterday, I was very young. I was playing with my friends and having so much fun! It almost seems like yesterday, we were a loving family! I was excited about life and so very content and happy! It almost seems like yesterday, we were at church on Sunday! How much I dreaded gong to school the next Monday! It almost seems like yesterday, I’d go to work with grandpa! I’d look forward to having some time with grandma! It almost seems like yesterday, I’d read my Bible too! I loved Jesus! And this was what I waned to do! It almost seems like yesterday, an excitement was there! A passion for my family and God, I wanted to share! It almost seems like yesterday, that I met my sweet wife. And the blessing she’s been for a good part of my life! It almost seems like yesterday, when our kids were born. God helped us through the many trials and storms! What happened yesterday brings memories loud and clear. The things I hold on to today shall one day disappear! What happens today… May it bring me to the God I once knew! May I seek his will and direction In everything I do! What happens tomorrow… I don’t know what the future brings! I’m going to put my faith in God. He’ll take care of everything! What will happen today, is that I’ll take some time in prayer! I know that God is faithful! And will meet me there! Yesterday is the past!. Today is a present God has given! And I will follow him, each day I'm livin'! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

Guilty As Charged Try Jesus

There was a woman caught in an adulterous act.
Her accusers came after her with all of the “facts…”
 
She came to Jesus. .. With a heart-felt plea.
“Master….”  “Have mercy on someone like me!”
 
Jesus looked at her as she wept and cried.
So many other things she had already tried.
 
Coming to Jesus… She felt scared and alone…
Jesus told her accusers; “You without sin.” 
 “Throw the first stone.”

One by one… They dropped  
 the stones and fled.
Rather than face the truth… 
 They ran away instead…
 
Jesus told the woman; “Your forgiven.” 
 “Go and sin no more…”
She was the meaning of what 
God’s grace was meant for.
 
If you’re caught in a situation,  
 with  " no way out… " 
This is what the meaning
 of salvation is all about!

Any “accusers” you may have,
will quickly run and hide...
When to Jesus you come…  
And have him “on your side…”

Allow the master to cleanse  
 your life this very hour…
And experience the love of his 
  life-changing power!

He’ll take you in with his arms wide open.
“You’re forgiven!”  Will be the lovely words spoken!
 
Be surrounded by the savior's
redeeming grace…
He’ll give you hope and put a smile
 on your face!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | I do not know? | |

Crazy in love

Another day, another beginning,
I begin the morning chanting,
Hoping that repeating my wish,
It would come true.
 
I sit at the sun-bathed breakfast table,
Remembering the times you sat across with a grumble.
The other times when you would put yours arms around me,
As I set the morning spread.
 
I walk into our memories-filled bedroom,
I remember as I put on your favourite perfume,
The first time you carried me across the threshold,
We were so in love, the newly-wed couple.
 
But I also remember the shadowed memories,
When you would hit me disregarding my pleas.
The times you would turn away in bed,
Refusing to speak to me, pretending to be a statue.
 
I dress in your favourite colours,
And take in a bit of one of your liqueurs.
Hoping it will give me the strength I need,
To face you, my husband, my weakness, the love of my life.
 
I walk out, closing the door behind me,
Wondering in what mood will you be,
I think of the times you'd say you're sorry,
The times you'd say you love me.
 
Times when you'd reach out and touch my cheek,
You'd say you miss me, that you're growing weak.
You want to come back home,
You'd say you're ready that you're okay.
 
I feel my eyes tear up as I think of the worse,
Times when you'd scream yourself hoarse,
When you'd pull my hair and tell me to get out,
Ending up in me running out crying.
 
Yet I come back every day,
For the better days I pray.
Sometimes we would sit staring into each others eyes,
Other times you would act like you don't know me.
 
But I cant help coming back to you,
Returning to the pain no matter what you do.
Sometimes I'm sure this is true love,
Other times i hate you for what you've done to me.
 
On some bad days I swear I'm never coming back,
The days when you hit me blue and black.
On good days I swear I'll never leave you,
The days you whisper sweet things and hold me tight.
 
Nevertheless i come every day,
Hoping everything will soon be okay.
The nurses stare in wonder, they don't understand,
This mad love in the psychiatric ward.
 
- Miliya Parveen


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Shimmering Darkness

She woke up everyday 
to the beckoning of death's toll. 
But decided to embrace life, 
pulling herself from the darkened hole. 

With a new brightness in her eyes, 
she lived life as partially buried gold. 
Never afraid of the darkness, 
or what the future may hold. 

Shimmering beneath the dirt, 
her beauty shall now unfold. 
True legacy lies hidden to reign, 
for a prodigy has risen from bitter cold. 

One example of grace goes far, 
farther then any story ever told. 
With strength that comes from deep within, 
that's been held from days of old. 

Among the majority she lived, 
witnessing atrocities flare. 
From her soul she would always give, 
though no one seemed to care. 

As the bells of sadness began to ring, 
she would rise above the gloom. 
Out of darkness and despair she would sing, 
with a melody that filled the room. 

The tears that had fallen proved as strength, 
to her ever-impending light. 
Onward traveling to any length, 
for what she believed was right. 

When darkened paths shimmer, 
despite the pangs of apathy, 
through life she will always glimmer, 
no matter what the tragedy.


-Collab with Dan Kearley! You're the best, Dan!


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He Will Rock You -The story of David and Goliath to the tune of Queen's We Will Rock You

Goliath was a giant tall and strong,
With him on your side it wasn’t too long,
Before the battle was done,
Your side had won,
It was well and truly over before it’d begun!

He will, he will rock you,
He will, he will rock you

David was a young boy small but brave,
Couldn’t fit in the armour the king had gave,
It wasn’t his thing,
So took up his sling,
Now listen to the Israelite army sing.

He will, he will rock you,
He will, he will rock you

Goliath was a stoned man, what a surprise,
That pebble had hit him right in the eyes,
Dave cut of his head,
The Giant was dead,
God was with the child just like he said!

He will, he will rock you,
He will, he will rock you


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God Is Awesome And I Shall Praise Him

How beautiful is our God... 
And I shall praise him greatly!
His presence has blessed me 
and filled my life completely,

In Mt. Zion, he's to be praised... 
in the beauty of his holiness.
He's more than worthy of praise,
 in his glory and righteousness.

The joy of the earth...  
and beautiful is the situation...
To all of mankind... He's extended 
mercy and salvation.

He is known in high places as a
 God of refuge and shelter.
I will shout of his praise...
 there's no reason to whisper.
 
He is our God, and forever 
and ever, he shall reign.
He's is worthy of all praise... 
that is due to his name!

He shall lead and guide me
 from birth until death.
And his praise shall continually 
be on my breath.

Thanks be to God for 
everything he has done!
And  thanks to him 
for sending Jesus... HIS son!

He gives everlasting water 
that never shall run dry.
It is no secret how much
 he loves you and I!

By Jim Pemberton
Read Psalm 48: 1-4



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Giving It All


        ********

Concerning matters'
       Of the Heart
        ------
When Fishing in the
      Vastly, Deep..
Sea of Love
      ------
One simply must
Choose to use
     Live Bate


            GF


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Our Dream

We lay here,
alone with our thoughts,
together,
forever,
side by side throughout our life,
that is what we dream…


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I'm Coming Out And Am Proud Of It

There are proud people “coming out!” Yet, they have no idea what real life is about! Many brag about a lifestyle that’s revealing. Yet have lost God’s purpose and meaning! I’m coming out for Jesus! I’ve nothing to hide! I’ve asked him to take away my sin and pride! Of my own accomplishments... I’ve nothing to boast! But I’m proud of God the father, son and holy ghost! Whatever pride we have… We’ve all sinned! Jesus told us; “you must be born again!” Nothing that I’ve done is worth “bragging of.” Rather, I’ve done things that I’m ashamed of! But God reached down to where I was standing! And filled my life with his peace and understanding! The more I have of Jesus, the less I need of me! His power alone is what can truly set me free! I’m coming out for Jesus! The redeemer of my soul! I’m going to shout it! So the whole world may know! I’m not ashamed of Jesus! I am NOT! By his mercy… My sins have been blood bought! For each step you take to God… He takes two! Won’t you allow him to do his work through YOU? A life of righteousness and holiness is what God is asking! Come now! And receive HIS life! It’s everlasting! By Jim Pemberton


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A Poem for her Majesty the Queen on her Jubilee


To be English above all is not just a given, from the beginnings of time to the new world position.

It is of bravery and honour that has built the empire we know, that no matter what we may face no matter how big the enemy or challenge we will not quiver we shall not shudder nor walk away, our upper lip will remain stiff and the lions heart our enemy will feel in protection of Queen and country.

In a world of corruption and deceit, floundering morals as sources try to wash them away, inside this mayhem will always lay a loyal army to her Majesty and country that will fight tooth and nail to protect.
No matter the hatred or non believers we shall not fall. 

The most powerful family in the world that has ruled through generations of change and is echoed through the story of time this is my promise to you your Majesty we will always be here waiting on your every word to follow and serve as your loyal army. 

May GOD save the Queen and protect her people through time,
For we are ENGLAND . .  full of love . . . full of Pride! 


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That Place

A birth ends, another begins.

All is remembered, all is forgotten.


From struggle to splendour, from feeble to forever.

All is remembered, all is forgotten.


Will we learn today

From all whom have, the path, lay.

Will we turn the clocks of yesterday

And have it another way.


To learn to forget,

To learn to remember.

To strive only for That Place,

Where all is remembered, all is forgotten.



(In memory of R. R., 1986-2009)


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A PRAYER FOR HELP

God, help me. I need you today
To you I pray
As I cry for help
My grief in heaven is felt
Ease the suffering of the victims that no one can hear
Please lend me a  ear to hear and a heart to care 
My Lord how much can the heart adore?
These burdens of life make the spirit sore
I'm praying for clemency for the innocents who've died by the scores
Let their be peace from shore to shore
My eyes are heavy with remorse
I pray that this world take a different course
No more wasted tears
I’m sick and tired of living in fear
It's not so difficult to forget our anger 
When every day breeds danger
Let’s take the sorrow of the past and throw it away
Why agonize about what may come when tomorrow is far away
Some days are a battle, a steep climb uphill
Things will go wrong and they always will
We must not lose faith in God or our country
Sometimes we are our own enemy
God will be there for us 
In the Lord, just believe and trust
This world is like a jungle
He will guide our leaders and aid us through this struggle

Psalm 18:32-33  It is God who arms me with strength and makes my way perfect. He makes 
my feet like the feet of the deer; he enables me to stand on the heights.


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They said her time had come- Death by insurance

They said her time had come
No place to run
No place to hide
No time for fun
Just an empty vessel inside
Going through the motions
Numb.
Overwhelming emotions
They said her time had come

They said her time had come
Evil coats
She wants to run
She desires to have fun
Not understanding why she can not play
It is now the month of May
Another denial letter
Another denial to get better
They said her time had come

They said her time had come
Why such looks of sorrow?
She doesn’t understand
For there is always tomorrow
Evil coats
She takes a breath
Smelling all of the flowers
No place to hide
Now literally an empty vessel inside
They said her time had come

Her time had come
Her bald head 
Just four years old
She looks to comfort from her mom and dad
Why do they look so sad?
Evil coats drag them away 
She never got that chance to go out and play
Beep. Beep. Beeep.. Bleeeeep….. 
The room floods with long white coats
Now to heaven this little girl floats
Her time had come

They said her time had come
She was just a name
No money, undeserving of fame
Easy for her to be denied
If only the suits had looked her in the eyes
Who is to blame? 
Sent to the free clinic
Now dead at four
No insurance
Ooops! What a shame…
She could have been saved
Now two parents at her grave
Once a happy family, now destroyed
Because THEY said her time had come


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A True Credo Of Love

(To All Who Believe It Can Be Achieved)


Caucasoid, Mongoloid,and Negroid
Colour the conscience progression 
of Man's ethical Truths...
The cultural aggressions of violence
and ignorance must end!
Extend your heart, hand and life
Towards the Precious Don of Honour...
Freely, keeping the sincere
Brotherly Creed


 

Comments:  Brothers and Sisters it is time that we stand up and let the Love of God in, after 
all we are all one in the same under the skin, so why not give it a grand try... One Love and 
Many Blessings in Him Always, Adell


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What If You LOST EVERYTHING



"What If... You Lost Everything?" What if your "luck has all run out?" "No one listens" no matter how loud you shout. What if your life has come to "a dead end road." You've lost everything... Even your car's been towed. What if all you have "suddenly disappeared." As the storms of life have “appeared." What if you got on your knees in prayer. Knowing there's a God who really does care. What if you gave Jesus complete control. Giving him your life, heart and eternal soul. What if Jesus gently wiped away your tears. And his peace calmed all anxiety and fears. What if you realized at this moment in time. Jesus is worth more than a large gold mine. What if he restored that you've lost & all that's been tekan. With him on board... You're never forsaken! An abundant life is that he promised to give. And he will enrich your life each day that you live! By JIm Pemberton


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Chance

Chance

By BJ Welsh

With life and living we take our chance
Nodding in agreement to a furtive glance
Waking up each day is a chance we take
That life will deliver us for Heaven’s sake
We awake each sunrise with a hope reborn
Chance seeing an other suffer and torn

It’s one other’s life you see at a glance
Hoping for approval, it’s but a chance
The life you witness as others pass
The pain inside may subside, alas
Hoping to see one as you
The chance you take to find two

Running out of time the clock is ticking
Chance there are others whose lives aren’t clicking
Great as that may be, the chance you’re all alone rises
Furtive glances from beneath disguises
Chance that hiding the pain and hurt won’t last
The agony you feel will not be fast

Chance you soon become discovered
In your waking hours its’ uncovered
You’ve lived a life of hurt and pain
 The chance you’ve taken may have been in vain 




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WHAT WE OWE GOD: An Eternal Debt of Praise

a couple had a good son whom they sent off to grad school
his goal to become a doctor as he was smart and nobody's fool
now on his own he decided to no longer attend Sunday service
he felt that God had no need for his personal worship

some people tend to feel that God doesn't require their praise
the question of a debt of gratitude in their minds has never been raised
but what people fail to realize or even comprehend
is that it was God who gave life to them
Creator of the universe and every living being
Creator of everything we're touching, hearing and seeing
Dr. Albert Einstein once made a very telling remark
that seeing how the human eye works is proof there's a God

when viewing this wonderful world and all the magnificence it beholds
one can clearly see the hand of God that has uniquely unfold
a sunrise, a sunset or a rainbow after a spring shower
a solar eclipse, a child being born are all proof of God's great power
He created man and it was He who gave us the breath of life
He gave us His love and grace and His son as a sacrifice

things have happened in our lives of which we're not even aware
times when God has shielded us from the evil that's out there
He's sent His mighty angels to watch over our backs
He's sent His heavenly warriors to stop any and all attacks
an eternal debt of gratitude and praise to God we owe
but we're not the only beings who are in the know
the angels in heaven praise His holy name
the devil in hell also bows down to Him in shame

created in His image His likeness we now bear
we're His beloved children for whom He tenderly cares
He makes Himself known to us every morning, noon and night
He is our source, our all in all, our strength and our light
an eternal debt of praise from us towards God is due
and as you read this poem I hope you get a clue

God doesn't need anything from us He's complete on His own
It's us who needs God as we can't do it alone
God is great, God is sovereign, He is the King of kings
He's all powerful, He's all mighty and controls everything
there is nothing in this universe that is not under His command
and no matter what we think He holds the whole world in His hands
and today that young man who thought that God didn't need his praise
is now a doctor and disciple of Christ whose hands are forever raised
an eternal debt of praise from us the Lord God is due
because if it wasn't for the Lord God there would be no me nor a you
  


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I HAVE YOU

(Dedicated to Penny Wilcox)

Nice people, rear to come by without ulterior motive
 Good fellows tend to strain from doing what they do
Because of unpleasant surprises they sometimes get
Bad girls are everywhere pretending to be angels
Animals in human physique living “animalistic”
But you are different, of exceptional attitude
I believe that your virtues are divine
You are a fabulous creature that really exist
Radiant, full of happiness and love
You are sweeter than honey pie
Eagle –eyed with supersonic focus
My first love that saw the need to smile in me
And always encourage me to do smile
You are not too old to be my sister
Neither are you too young to be my mother
I am whatever you want in me
Very perfect to be my friend
The first to know by revelation that I’m blessed
I know I am a blessed man because I have you as my friend

© 2010 


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life now

the life that you have now 
is the one you will cry over when you are removed from it 
it happens that many lives are taken 
away from the now and when we lived 
the can’t grow fast enough is bicycle hard to catch up to 
crispy in leaves, and, bare under the bark


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A piece of respect

In times of affliction
I raise a voice.
A pain in my heart
Difficult to disguise.

A tale of wrong
You cannot deny.
A wound so deep,
It makes me cry.

Delicate and subtle,
But sublime by nature.
Chosen for you,
From the Greatest Protector.

Like a pearl in a shell,
You can trust your beauty
I never let the devils
Obstruct my duty.

But you chose me not.
You ditched my care.
Like a flower shedding its petals,
You stand truly bare

You look at me
With an absolute hate.
You are fond of this world
and stuck to its bait.

Little you know.
Little you think.
You are made for a purpose,
Not an object of bling.

You fear the people.
You fear the crowd.
Who stand and stare,
Like shaytaan avowed.

The day you will be called.
The day you will be said.
Oh people of this ummah,
Arise and Awake!

You were given a life.
You were given a soul.
You were made perfect
And you had a goal

But you pleased the world.
And you did not stop.
You had the jannah,
But they made you swap

You have no helpers.
You have no life.
Except Allah,
The Mighty and The Wise

So you fail to understand
The inherent wisdom
Closing your eyes
Does not give you freedom

The angels witnessed,
When the scholar said:
You have no purpose here,
I will have you shred

But I laughed at his folly.
When my sister was firm:
To Allah we belong,
And to Allah we return.

The strangers who hug me,
Have held their head high.
To protect their faith,
They always stand by

They swim against the tide
To try their best
They make the word of Allah
Superior to the rest

So unite my sisters,
In every inch and corner.
Allah has given you
The greatest honour.

Your face is not an object.
Your shyness is not a waste.
Glamour is not an asset
To show-off in a haste.

A piece of cloth,
A piece of respect
A true sense of freedom,
You can surely expect.









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Kamikaze Khristmas

I was shaken, my jingle bells taken, ornaments on a runaway corporate sleigh
It had nitrous oxide, investors selling so high, stuffing stockings with my pay
There were elves with cleavage, garters and high heels, twirling on candy canes
And then there was Santa, 10,000 I fathom, having a Bud and watching the game

Oh what have I done, my mistletoe belt buckle undone, clutching a coupon in pain
From my confusion arose, a few sticky ho ho’s, caroling Christmas has come again
Frozen my chatter, this rooftop never fatter, held hostage by a holiday of cheer
Building superstores for a thrill, reindeer on the grill, our 24 hour savior is here

I threw open the door, red tagged a commercial whore, a price check I was needing
Not to my surprise, this place had supersize fries, and just a hint of insider breeding
Cross-eyed speaking, restroom reeking, why the see-through thong with the GPS
Kamikaze carts diving, my crippled heels crying, damn you people for having sex

Bruised and battered, a world raptured, by a fat man with a bulging sack
Barbies with inflatable boobies, Hentai movies, Christ please hurry back


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Belongs to Catholic Church


Anyone who
In union with
Pope
The bishops

In Father Christ through
Profession of the Catholic faith
Reception of the Sacraments
In all communion with the Catholic Church

5042013


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What's in Our American Future



Is our American Nation, now the new frontier
by accepting All People that seek work and life here

I understand technology has shrunken this world
Did the Rights of Citizens shrink, as our flag unfurled

It seems that the loudest voices that you hear today
All cater to self interest, while trying to lead America astray

"We the People" does it still mean Citizens have the Voice
To decide what is best for America, We The People Make The Choice

When big money and interests from outside these states
Try to dictate Our Future, by buying people to act as mates

Remember the words shouted by Paul Revere on his ride
Listen to the cries from our ancestors as they seek to divide

When limits are the only solutions and if bans become fact
Citizens think for yourself, what you lose, and judge the impact

If our States Rights are limited, to a path by government as planned
It's our ancestors battles, blood and voices that put a vote in your hand

We can Teach All The Children of whats right and whats wrong
To pray, Trust in God, the value of family and how to belong  

We have been leaving teaching to others to seek and accumulate wealth
Without thinking coins can't buy an Angel or protect children's mental health

Their are so many different answers That We All Need To Discuss,
so cut those puppet strings, start thinking, instead of riding the bus


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God's Grace

The blue waters,
The green trees,
The blue skies,
The light breeze,
The crisp air,
The birds sing,
The puffed clouds;
The awakening.


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Gift Of Mortality

An earthly existence
A universe beyond my minds, comprehension
I die
I rise
Life lessons reviewed
Homeward bound
I am not lost, after all!
I am a willing participant
Serving, the Father, of all creation
His son combined, ‘producing life’ as we know it
Representing them, in everything I do
I am nothing, without Love!
My heart full of faith, loyal service I give
Learning how to unconditionally serve, as the Father unconditionally, loves me
Worshipping our Divine Creator’s existence
Choosing to live, moment to moment
Being as one with ‘Our Universal Father’
No physical permanency
My physicality, disappearing
My mortality existence, I let go of
Death temporary
My spirit alive!
Relief, Peace
‘I am only passing through!’
A unique, experience of mortality 
A gift, I am blessed to experience, to live!


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Am I Really Happy

Am I Really Happy?

With everything I’ve acquired and got...
What kind of happiness has it brought?

With everything I have or can name...
Has it given me joy or brought me shame?

With all that this world can give me…
What kind of life “lies beneath me?”

With all of my possessions and wealth…
Do I have contentment and “true” wealth?

I want it to be known and wish to express…
I’m not so sure, I’m what you would call “blessed.”

There’s something I know to be certain.
Tomorrow could be life’s “final curtain.”

There’s something that’s been on my mind.
Have I given God just some of “my” time?

There’s one thing I’m going to do… And do it now!
I’m going to come to the Lord and humbly bow.

This is something I need to say and do...
Give it all to God!  And tell him;
 “I LOVE YOU!”

Something that I should have done already...
When Christ comes again…  I want to be ready!

God’s joy and happiness is true and very real!
The presence of God..,   I can already feel!

What God has given to me, no one can take away!
For he comforts me and is with me every day!

By Jim Pemberton   


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Stuck In The Struggle

Sometimes I get stuck in the struggle
And I forget that this life is real,
Full of real love,
Full of real people,
Full of real strength,
Full of real faith.
Look around
Because this is real.
Welcome to reality;
This is God's amazing life!


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Who Will STAND UP For Jesus


I've heard of those who say they're "happy and gay." Where are those who proclaim; "Jesus is the only Way?" I've heard of many who discuss creation vs. evolution. Where are those who proclaim Jesus is the solution? I've heard of many who chose an "alternate lifestyle." Where are those...who for Jesus... will go "the extra mile?" There are those who say; "Jesus isn't real!" Where are those who'll confess HIM with a passion and a zeal? There’s so many who sit in their church's pew. Where are those... Whom to Christ… Will say; ‘I LOVE YOU!” There’s too many who are on their way to hell. Where are those who truly love Jesus? Can you tell??? I know of a redeeming savior's mercy and grace. His love has been extended to the human race. Jesus speaks a loving call and merciful plea... He says; "take up your cross and follow me!" Jesus brings true gladness and overflowing joy! This is freely offered to every man, woman, girl and boy! NOW is the day of salvation & the accepted time! Christ can change us! And renew our mind! I know that very soon.. Jesus is coming again! Where are those who desire to be cleansed within? I know that an abundant life is what Jesus will freely give! Where one can find eternal life! And a true meaning to live! By Jim Pemberton


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A Box of Hope and Dreams

I keep my dreams and aspirations,
stored away neatly in this box.
Tied off with a pretty pink ribbon,
secured tightly with key and lock.

And every time I feel like a failure,
I open it, so I can again feel alive.
Arms of dreams tightly surround me,
giving me strength I need to survive.

I’ve hidden this box in a secret place,
where I’m the only who can see.
A beautiful box of hopes and dreams,
finely sewn with love at the seams.

This box is opened quite frequently,
especially when we’re apart –
this rhetorical box of memories,
in perfect synch with each beat of my heart


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I was Beautifully And Wonderfully Made

I was beautifully designed and wonderfully made… There’s nothing that God has given to me that I would ever trade! I was fashioned and created by God… With one thing in mind. To be an image of HIM… In a body by his design! He fashioned and formed me with the dust of the ground... He gave me his love. It ‘s all around! Though there are imperfections and “inflictions” within… God is patient and willing to forgive my every sin! Through life… I’ll endure trials, heartache and despair... God is with me... He’s always there! I know that his son, Jesus… Has given me his grace. He has provided for my life… “A resting place…” I’m going to serve this God… Whom I love so much! How I long for his presence… His “special touch…” Thank you God... For a “new” person you’re helping me to be! And may your light continue to shine through people like me! By Jim Pemberton When I'm going through a discouraging time... This poem reminds me of how special that I am to God!


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Homeless

Please help me today!!
I have walked for so long my body aches.
I travel these roads with my big back pack.
I wish that I had my old life back.
Life dealt it's cards in one short day.
I lost it all but I will be okay.
I carry this cross along the way.
I'm tired of this journey but I have hope.
I clutch my bible, a way to cope.
My cardboard box shields my head from the rain.
I have nothing to lose and nothing to gain.
I walk through the seasons of hot and cold,
with no promises to keep and no one to hold.
I'm lonely and tired and I feel so weak.
Days go by with nothing to eat.
Teardrops fall and I wipe them away.
I have no one to call and nothing to say.
I close my eyes and begin to sleep.
No dreams tonight on this hot city street.



It is very real. Is this really America? For those who don't notice are those who don't care. 
America has a real heartbreaking problem that needs to be fixed.


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Rambling of a Faith Poet

Sometimes it is hard to know what to write or when to write when you have just about every
thought possible flowing through your head. I wonder, "Should I please the public with
how "poetic" I am or should I please You? I know what the answer is but at times I'm 
worried about being liked or whether people get me. Is my belief in Your Son too far
above their heads or will they get it? Should I even worry about public opinion? Of
course I know as a follower of Christ, sharing my testimony and telling them about the
Lord is what I'm supposed to do. On the other hand, have I become to preachy and
dull? Am I shoving my beliefs down their throats? Then I realize, didn't Jesus make
himself of no reputation? Everybody thought that He was weird, blasphemous and not
qualified to tell them anything when it came to how they were living. I'm only here to do
what He wants me to do, nothing more, nothing less. If I do my part, the right people will
hear it, love it and appreciate it. All I should do, is write the word and leave all my
"rambling worries" to Him.


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Christmas Everywhere

Is it Christmas everywhere?
Christmas parties and stuffed teddy bears.
Songs of merry Christmas delight.
Snow covered rooftops glowing at night.
Gifts of sparkling diamond rings.
Christmas memories and special things.
Holiday feasts and decorated doors.
Chocolate covered cherries, Oh! Give me more.
Trips to the mall to buy gifts galore.
Paying with plastic I depleted my stash.
Let us make a loan I need more cash.
Is it Christmas everywhere?
Are you sure without a doubt?
Because some poor child this Christmas will be without.
Give hope and love.
Give prayers and faith.
For those lonesome people on this Christmas day.
Is it Christmas eerywhere?
With war overseas?
People dying and starving,
and no shoes to cover their feet.
Is it Christmas everywhere, with so much poverty?
Families who go hungry, with nothing much to eat.
What about the homeless and natural disaster stricken lands?
It would make this Christmas merry for the wealthy to lend a hand.
With death and crying, and cold and mourning,
an unfortunate road to a path with no glory.
Oh! What a very sad Christmas story.
My home is my castle that shelters me,
but don't forget the homeless that beg on the street.
So, make this Christmas merry if you're able to give.
Share your heart with someone and allow them to live.
The best Christmas will be without a doubt,
God will bless you for giving to those who are without.


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When I Went To Church Not Too Long Ago

I remember going to a church 
not too many years ago…
When the pastor preached... 
It brought conviction to my soul!

I remember that after the service… 
Many cried out and prayed…
For many of them…  It didn’t matter
 how long they stayed…

I still remember some of the messages
 the pastor was preaching…
Into many of our hearts, 
the word of God was reaching.

I remember all of these things 
and so much more!
But today…  This wouldn’t be 
welcomed in my church’s door!

You see…  Much of what was 
preached as right or wrong…
In many Christian circles…  
It doesn’t belong!

What once was used by God to be
 Godly and instrumental…
Is now called “hateful,” 
and “judgemental…”

Wait a minute!  Doesn’t this same 
God still require a holy life?
This same God still calls marriage…  
One husband and one wife…

In this crazy world, where so many 
things are “upside down.”
Are there any seeking God’s holiness? 
 Can any be found?

Make no mistake...  God’s judgement
 is coming very soon!
Have you allowed Christ 
to be the lord in “every room?”

God is still the same God…  
surely loves YOU!
Why not invite him in? And allow
him to be your Lord too!

By Jim Pemberton 
 04/04/11


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hello I'm here

Hello I'm here 
less than 10 miles away
Your supposed too be my family 
but yet you won't give me the time of day
You pass by my house on the way to get gas or to the store 
but yet you won't take 5 minutes too come up and knock on my door

Hello I'm alive
You can pick up the phone and call 
I wait day and night but not one ring at all
Everyone changes their numbers but no one gives it to me
I'm guessing that is because it's how you all want it to be

Oh hi there I see all of everyones online post. 
I see one uncle now a grandfather of twins also, congrats about that
one cousin bragging about track, another being a sisterly brat
a aunt who is having troubles of her own and scraping just to get by
Everyone pushes me aside, black sheep I've always been not sure as of why

Hello family I thought I was supposed to have
You have all forgotten about me but I have not you
I have nothing to offer nor food hardly in my house 
but I will pray for each and every one of you and hope that you dreams come true


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EQUILIBRIUM

It could be implied
that those with all
the luck in this life,
will find their true
vocation at death!
“Furthermore”
It could be implied
that those without
will also!

copyright 1999
Harry J Horsman 1999


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Aliens or Siblings?

Sisters, Brothers please watch with me,
Let your imagination run riot about mysterious space. 
We will reach our hands out into darkness touching one another in spirit. 
Standing outside alone, Grab my hand and stand beside me
Separated by galaxies we gaze at the stars,
How many more will join? 


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redeeming the time for the days are evil

IN THIS GENERATION, THE LEVEL OF EVIL HAS BECOME so RAMPANT that CHRISTIANITY IS ALMOST VACCANT.
IN THIS GENERATION, CHRISTIANITY HAS BECOME A SHADOW, SO SHALLOW THAT IT’S ONLY DWINDLING ON THE BANKS OF FOG.
IN THIS GENERATION, CHRISTIANITY, JUST LIKE DIGNITY, VANITY AND VIRGINITY ARE NOW CONSIDERED AS INSANITY.
THERE IS NO SONG, NO QUESTION AND NO PEACE
BUT WHO IS TO BLAME?
FOR EVERYONE IS MAKING A STEP BACKWARDS AND SAYING AWE SINDINE!
WHAT THEN SHALL WE DO BECAUSE EVIL HAS STRIPPED ITS CURTAINS ON MANKIND AND???
THE MORALS AND VALUES THAT COMPLETES ONES HUMANNESS HAVE ALL BEEN LOST IN THE WILDERNESS. FURTHERMORE
THE TRAUMATIC AND SATANIC ACTS LIKE HUMAN DISCRIMINATION AND ELIMINATION THROUGH PREGNANCY TERMINATION HAVE BECOME A NORMAL ROUTINE OF THE DAY.

AS EARTHLY ANGELS, WE SHALL STRUGGLE TO KEEP OFF THE DIRTY ACTIVITIES THAT HAVE MUSHROOMED IN EVERY SOCIETY BECAUSE NOWADAYS, THERE indeed IS A VARIETY OF ANXIETY.
NOWADAYS, PEOPLE HAVE ACCEPTED EVIL. THEY HAVE REJECTED CHRIST WHO, FOR THEIR SAKE, WAS SACRIFICED.
NOWADAYS, PEOPLE HAVE DESERTED THEIR SAVIOUR. THEY HAVE EMBRACED THEIR EVIL BEHAVIOR.
NOWADAYS, PEOPLE FALL IN A SPIRITUAL WAR. THEY LACK FAITH AND THE DEVIL, FROM HIS BREATH POURS DEATH ON THIS EARTH WHICH HAS NO FAITH SO?
LETS US START: REDEEMING THE TIME FOR THE DAYS ARE EVIL!
INDEEED! THE END IS NEAR! THE BATTLE-FIELD IS ALREADY CLEAR! SO YOU MUST endure, PERSEVERE AND MUST HAVE NO FEAR BECAUSE ALL DAYS ARE NUMBERED!


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Let Down Your Net


Let Down Your Net... Jesus told his disciples; "let down your net." They were amazed how many fish they would get. What happened? They couldn't explain. So many fish.were caught. They were hard to contain. Peter was astonished, and fell on his knees. Asking Jesus; "Forgive me now... please!" Peter, James and John... Left everything behind. Following Jesus was what they had in mind. Perhaps your "net" is empty. Jesus says; "Let it down." There's a great harvest for you. Waiting to be found. Be a fisher for Jesus. A fisher of men. So that others may be saved from their sin. "Come follow me." The master is calling for you. Each step you take toward him... He'll take TWO! By Jim Pemberton


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We'll be

We'll be forever building gold mines
from scrap metal and taking
recycled energy to cosmic levels
through third eye

We'll go un-noticed until the heavens turn 
or if our chakras are not aligned 
constantly diverting negative thoughts 
through our meditative lights

We'll build a sandcastle from determination
and live life on the edge,
fulfilling divine order and witnessing creation,
living in the now and staying ahead

We'll tip the earth off it's axis
and trick subconscious mind states into submission
You can catch us in the wind transcending counter reactions
Bi-passing illusions of circumstances 

We'll have an abundance of the maximum
Enough love energy for all who attract our path
We'll be the ones in the light
asking for nothing in return but peace
at last


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Sand Castle Palace

Boundless creations
Palace created for you…
Poetic dreamer


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I'm so Thankful For My Father

Lord…  I’m Thankful For My Dad!

Lord, during this special day, I’m so glad…
For giving to me such a special dad!

He’s been very thoughtful and kind!
Fathers like him are very hard to find!

I remember growing up with my brothers…
He was special to us, like “no other!”

As a young boy, he taught me God’s ways.
And I’ve kept it throughout my days!

I’ve often sought his advice and counsel…
Especially when life 
was looking “awful!”

He was there to give support
 the best he could.
Trying to help the best way
 he understood.

I suppose now that I’m growing old…
I’m remembering more things that my dad told!

“My father is one in a million.”
 Is what I believe.!
Many blessing from him
 I have received!

May the blessings of God daily surround him!
I’m so thankful that my mother found him!

Thank you Lord for giving to me a dad like this!
May his days ahead be happy
 and blessed!

By Jim Pemberton


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Be Still and Know that I am God

Be still and know that I am God

Be still and know that I am God
A God that can deliver
And give you Joy like a river

Be still and know that I am God
With conviction, he will let you know
Right from wrong
And in your heart God will
Give you a new song 

Be still and know that I am God
With my voice, I will Praise God in advance
I know that he will give me a second chance

Be still and know that I am God
In Psalms 23, the Bible says, The Lord is my Shepard 
With God I have a track record

Be still and know that I am God
The Bible says to rebuke the devil and he will flee
Pray that God will give you
Discernment to see

Be still and know that I am God
The Lord gave you the Power
To cast the devil out
Lift up your hands, and Praise
The Lord with a shout

Be still and know that I am God 

@ Copyright 2012
Do not copy without permission
Written by Anointed Author and Poet,


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:sigh of relief:

Words spoken in silence,

[When language does not suffice]

Like a look or a tear, although concise

Can echo a lifetime in your ear,

Much louder than those you can hear.


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Sacraments of Christian Initiation


The Sacraments of Christian Initiation
Baptism, Confirmation and the Holy Eucharist
Lay the foundation of every Christian life

Faithful are born anew by Baptism, 
Strengthened by Confirmation 
Receive in the Eucharist the food of eternal life

To receive increasing measures
The divine life
Advance toward the perfection of charity

Written 09172012


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An Angel

An angel did befriend us, on earth, before one Christmas day.
Some say she was a comet, some say she was a star.
I say she was a gift from God, here to light our way.
She was a thing of beauty that shone across the land.
Leading to a humble manger, found in Bethlehem.

And what could be so important, for her to come our way?
A savior to our lands, and yes, our hearts and souls…
Triumphantly born on Christmas Day.
That day he was born the heavens truly did rejoice.
And she, a glorious light, continued to beacon forth God’s love.

Such an important part, that angel was given on that day.
She was a beacon to our hearts and the gifts of love… 
Guiding the Wise Men and shepherds endlessly along their way.
Thru her we learned lessons, such as: patience, hope, and how to give…
And yes, she led us to the Wondrous Man, who taught us how to live…


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I've Found Everything I Need In Jesus


I’ve found a satisfaction in Jesus, I could never find!
His love has brought strength
and healing to my mind!

I’ve found a peace in knowing Jesus
 I never had before!
He’s taken away all of my burdens
 and so much more!

I’ve found a friend in Jesus, I didn’t think could exist!
Wherever I am or go….  
His presence is in my midst!

I’ve found in Jesus, a wonderful grace and sweetness!
His spirit has brought to my life
total completeness!

I’ve found a love in Jesus,
 that is truly worth sharing!
He is so patient and merciful
 and always caring!

I’ve found power in the words he’s spoken to me!
He’s removed the chains of bondage.  I am set free!

I hope that you’ll find this same Jesus that I know!
He brings everlasting love, that’ll 
minster to your soul!

I give you Jesus!  The precious son of God is he!
He invites you to be with him for all eternity!

I bless his name! And give him a heart
 of thanksgiving!
In him, I’ve found a brand
 new way of living!

By Jim Pemberton


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What A Miracle

He touched the lame so they could walk
The deaf and dumb could hear and talk
He raised the dead with shouts of joy
He cast a demon out of a boy
He fed the hungry with fish and bread
The religious people wanted him dead
He walked on water and calmed the sea
The people thought who could this be
He blessed the children as they came to him
The young and old confessed their sin
He healed a man of leprosy
He opened eyes so they could see
He broke the bread and gave the wine
He said I am with you till the end of time
He fulfilled his purpose on this earth
Today he offers us a second birth.


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Newborn

a newborn baby
equal opportunity
leaders of nations 


Details | Haiku | |

Haiku Cigarettes

Cigarettes are gross. They can really kill you too Dead. Gone. Forever


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AN IDLE NEIGHBORHOOD

Dilapidated houses line these streets.
Lawn furniture that holds memories,best kept discreet.
Neighborhood air redden of cooking.
Seniors who've weathered the years of onlooking.
A tumultuous life for those who have lived here.
With nothing but boredom,and occasional fear.
Hollow eyed children,blank with thought.
Raised with the beliefs,of what their parents sought.
A neighborhood best adored from afar.
For living here would just add to the scar.


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I Think of a Time When I Was Young


I can think of a time, when I was young.
I was growing up and having fun! 
I remember how excited I was to have a t.v.
There were my brothers, my parents and me!
I remember at about the age of ten.
My dad thought going to the theater was a “sin.”
There were many things 
that as young man…
 I later began to see, and understand!
My parents shared God’s love the best they could!
And I read the Bible and was trying to be “good.”
I had my troubles…  And problems bear...
But I had a family, and much prayer!
The truth of God’s word helped sustain me!
I knew how much he really loved me!
My parents, may seem like they were “old fashioned.”
They loved their kids!  With a Godly compassion!
I’m thankful to be blessed with a Godly love!
My family was a treasure from heaven above!
I think about today, and how things go wrong.
Many families don’t seem to “get along!”
I pray for the blessing of God, to bind them together!
May we all serve him!  Today, and forever!
His love must be the cord that binds!
His will must be the focus of our minds!
May the presence of God bind us as one!
Every mother, father, daughter and son!

By Jim Pemberton


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I Believe in God

I Believe in God
I believe in a higher power
I believe in that power to be greater than myself

I also believe in Jesus and what that means to the Christians 
And I humble myself by showing humility and respect to their spiritual leader and its people 
with a simple bow

I also believe in the Buddha teachings and what that means to the Buddhists
And I humble myself by showing humility and respect to their spiritual leader and its people 
with a simple bow

I also believe in Allah and in the prophet Mohammad and what that means to the Islamics
And I humble myself by showing humility and respect to their spiritual leader and its people 
with a simple bow

I also believe in Hashem and what that means to the Jews
And I humble myself by showing humility and respect to their spiritual leader and its people 
with a simple bow

There are many other religions and many other faiths. There is no right or wrong each of us 
follows a path that is best suited for a purpose. We are here not to ridicule or judge others 
but to assist our brothers and sisters regardless of ones belief or faith.  We are spiritual 
beings having human experiences. As soon as we recognize and honor the integrity of each 
other our world will change.


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Sleepily

the Father visits his son in the dark of day
The son is abed, pale in the light of night
For the sun and moon are witness in this hour of twilight
But the sun is not heat and does not shine as bright
And the moon is not rigid rock
The sun is a warm hope, fading ever so slightly
The moon is softness, the dark is soothing

The son is abed, covers sprawled over his listless form
The son is restless, he doth not sleep
The son is ebbing, his heart does weep
and his Father lifts the covers up tight around his chest
and kisses his brow;
The son blinks wearily, smiles wanly, whimpers meekly

Sleep my son, the Father whispers

But I cannot sleep - Sleep eludes him
I want to play - Rest prances about him
close enough to want, just out of reach
And how can I sleep father? - How can he rest atop this fated bed?
When I wish to wake? - When his heart doth weep restlessly?

the Father wavers, he caresses the son's brow, but not his heart
For the heart is within, the caress without,
Rest my son, he says, rest and forget
The Father, gently, lovingly, pulls the covers up, tight around the son's neck

But father, father why
My heart will not sleep
Five more minutes? Just five.

Sleep son, the hour is late, the time is neigh

And the Father, always lovingly, he pulls the covers tight over the son, and lowers him into 
the ground.


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True Beauty

Back to the jungle once again
A long journey has come to an end
Over the clouds, through the hills
and down the river I have came
Everything is a little different
But somewhat the same
 
Here lie a people that used to be slaves
It was on this river they made their escape
Here they built houses of wood and stone
And created a place they could call their own
They make their living off the land
By the work of many strong hands
 
They have built this vibrant community
That my eyes have been privileged to see
By a glance all I may see is poverty
By a closer look, I now see true beauty
And not merely the endless scenery
or the luscious foliage and greenery
 
But in the people I have come to serve
And in turn who I have let serve me
In ways it feels, I truly don’t deserve
So listen closely, let me tell you a story
 
Mothers and daughters down by the water
Beating laundry with paddles, the sun grows hotter
I approach with my boots covered in junk
I place them in the water with a soft plunk
 
I attempt to remove the thick red clay  
she takes them from me and washes away
She scrubs until there is no sign
of any speck of dirt or grime
 
Thank you very much is all I can say
I now ponder would I do the same?
If the situation were reversed
Do I really believe the first will be last
And the last will be first?
 
Can I honestly say that I would choose
to take the grimy, muddy, dirty shoes
of a foreigner I hardly even know?
Would I humble and bring myself low?
In all honesty I really don’t know
 
But therein lies the true beauty, 
I now see
Amidst what appears by a glance,
 to be poverty
So don’t merely judge by what you see,
 but believe
that beyond the poverty,
 there may be
A true beauty, yet to be seen




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I Knew Someone Who Wanted to End It All

I Knew Someone Who Was Ready to “End It All!” I knew of someone who just wanted “to end it.” Giving up on life, and did not want to “defend it.” It was a heart wrenching and difficult situation. He said what he wanted to, with no explanation! I could see his face and the sad look in his eyes! What he was going to do next, was anyone’s surprise. He turned to drugs and encountered addictions. With this brought much disease and afflictions! He gave up on the wonderful family that was given. And turned to a pretty wild and crazy way of livin’! I told him about a God who loves him very deeply. As he listened, he began to grow restless and weary. I reached for his hand and began to pray for God’s power! It was a miracle! The blood of Jesus changed him that hour! The spirit of God brought healing and hope to his body! He was so excited! He rushed out to tell everybody! The “end” that he wanted, seemed to just fade away! For the son of the living God, changed him this day! The glory of God, and the power of Jesus’ resurrection… Changed him! And got him going in a NEW direction! He’s so thankful for the blood of Christ’ atonement! And is a different person now, because of that moment! This same Jesus loves and can do the same for YOU! Through the problems of life… He will see you through! By Jim Pemberton


Details | I do not know? | |

The Tragedy of the Banished Revolutionaries

The Tragedy of the Banished Revolutionaries.

Epochs apart, yet,
bound by conscience,

Buddha, 
Jesus,
Moses,
Muhammad,
Ram.

Enduring the whispers of time,
through creeds professed,
sermons preached,
and a million sins confessed.

Though,

the essence,
of these banished revolutionaries,
is ceremonially muted by ritual,
and gleefully crushed under,
grandiose edifices,
that serve Religion Inc.

"And the meek shall inherit the earth",
an incendiary thought,
conveniently discarded,
for the pie in the sky that must be sought.

The tragedy of the banished revolutionaries,
stings.
stabs,
whispers still,
for us to hear,
through the din of the cacophony of prayer.

Buddha,
Jesus,
Moses,
Muhammad,
Ram.

The tragedy of the banished revolutionaries,
persists,
each day that we choose,
to shun the meek,
and mouth conscience-salving prayers,

for yet more silver,
and yet more silk.


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The Lord's Blessings I Am Receiving


The Blessings Of Christ, I Am Receiving! Since the day I accepted Christ and started believing… Blessings from him, I’ve been receiving! Since the time I knelt down, and invited him in! I have joy unspeakable! From deep within! Since that day that I gave Christ an invitation. I’ve been blessed with his mercy and salvation! Since the time Christ came and took my sins away… He’s given me hope and peace each day! From the moment I allowed him to direct me… His love and Holy Spirit have greatly touched me! From this moment until the day I‘ll see him face to face… I’m going to keep receiving his wonderful grace! From this moment until the time for my departure… I’ll meet him down here, or meet him in the rapture! From moment to moment, with each passing year. I’m going to love and keep his word ever so near! From this day on… Won’t you do the same! And receive eternal life… In his name! By Jim Pemberton


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Planting Seeds

By planting seeds of any kind you make crops grow.
Fertilizing the soil we get a crop of fresh food, this we all know.
By planting seeds we insure our lifestyles and what determines our bliss.
Today famines, pestilence, deterioration of soil will bring about new crisis.

The fumes from autos the gases from fossil fuels have incurred global warming.
Our bread belt in the U.S., is being polluted by this and truly is alarming.
We now have over 6 billion people on this earth, our eco system is failing
How can we continue to possibly feed all the nations? Our people and planet are wailing.

Plant the seed of hope my brethren pray to the Father, stand up and help the people understand.
That the end of the age is upon us, we will have to answer to the Father and face Jesus the Spiritual Son of man.
All on this planet have to answer to Him someday; the killing, wars, have to stop or this planet will be emptied.
The world will change and it will be sudden, a blink of an eye, and we will be changed spiritually.

Through our deeds and thoughts we can turn to the Father and spiritually plant the seeds.
Anyone with half a brain can see man’s way is not working, we are in need.
Don’t elect corrupted officials who do nothing but line their pockets and abuse their power.
For the day of the Lord is near we are rapidly approaching our Lords dynamic majesty and His hour.

Planting seeds for our food and nourishment are fine, but don’t forget that what the Father says you know.
We need a humbling contrite spirit because the Father tells us through Jesus, that we will reap what we sow.
We can harvest, we can toil for our food, yet, we are missing the point here and it’s very clear to me.
Unless we turn to God’s laws, His edicts, and repent for our transgressions this country and others around the world will be lost spiritually.


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Please Forgive Me, Allie

A simple poem of apology Is nothing more than feeling But every word and phrase Comes from my heart and every being You are a blessing from the Lord A gift I took for granted Don’t ever feel less than that For you’re the friend I’ve always wanted Seeking a place of solitude I tried to hide from you Attempting to mend the pain That sticks to me like glue Through the frowns and thoughtlessness I’m sure you already guessed That these last few days of hurting you Have really been a mess I know from the bottom of my heart That I’ve been less than fair When I hid from everyone In silence and despair The wounds I used to mask me You saw it through with kindness You comforted me, accepted me Led me through the darkness Looking back on the years gone by The memories I hold so dear I see you in every one of them As I shed a single tear If there’s one thing I regret the most It’s ever hurting you And I appreciate all the things you’ve done So genuinely and so true Please forgive me, Allie And know that you are beautiful I hope our friendship grows forever More cherishing and wonderful


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Brave Heart

What do you do 
when it becomes clear
the ones that you loved,
have been less than sincere?

That they plotted and watched 
for your demise,
while you constantly wished for them
clear blue skies
When the love you offered
was for granted taken;
All your hopes and plans,
seem now forsaken

Do you crawl back in
that shredded skin?
Or now take time to 
search deep within...
For the courage that’s been there
right from the start,
as you embark on life’s journey
with a brave new heart! 


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Drifting Mainly

You belong to me mate 	 ( Intro )
And that be that!
Get on board
And grab your hat!

The ship was aghast at its new passenger	( Verse )
Like disdain for the lives that they now left behind,
Newcomers were scarce 
And they never would last
But I held up my chin nice and high.


The bloke who took me screamed	( Pre-chorus )
“Mop up the deck we’ve got things to do!” 
But I said sir, 
I’m just a boy and don’t know what’s to do.

And he said		( Chorus )
“Drifting mainly
Sailin the shores
Taking what’s mine 
And leaving what’s yours
Cause you know, we ain’t dead yet.”

Taking the seas for more than eight moons
We found islands and loot
That was bigger than most.
The taste of sea air 
With its wind in my hair
Took me away to this new life I lead.

After mopping the deck 
He grabbed my hand and screamed
 “Steer this ship boy!”
But I said sir,
I’m just a lad and don’t know where to go.

So the crew yelled	( Chorus )
“Drifting mainly
Sailin the shore
Taking what’s mine 
And leaving what’s yours
Cause you know, we ain’t dead yet.”

Surprising to me 
Was my unshaven face
The captain looked on 
And smiled with grace,
We stopped at a place 
Where the women were loose and didn’t mind
If we took a peak.

He said “Now you’re a man so let’s get on that boat,
We got places to be and some people to rope,
So grab that sword and drop that mop
Cause you’re no longer a boy in my eyes.”

I practiced the duel with the men in the crew
The captain took eye to my devilish pride,
And he took me aside and said 
 “Even in death I’m gonna miss you boy 
But don’t let it strike you 
Or kill your spirits
Cause even time can beat out the Grim.”

Then in the darkness came fire and screams,
Our vessel had stopped after fourteen years,
The crew fought hard and beat most of the men
But now, my Captain was dead.

We took the new ship watching ours sink deep
Saying goodbye to our drowning escape,
The crew turned towards me and asked
“What do we do?” and I smiled,
And they did to.

And we yelled    ( Chorus )
“Drifting mainly
Sailin the shores
Takin what’s mine
And leaving what’s yours
Cause you know, we ain’t dead yet.”


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Please Come Lord Jesus And Hear My Voice



Please Come Lord Jesus,
And Hear My Voice!

Please come Lord Jesus,
and listen to my voice!
In all I do or say, may you
 be my first choice!

Please come dear Jesus, 
and listen to my cry!
Give me your living water,
 that can satisfy!

Please come dear Jesus,
 and renew my mind!
You're so patient, loving
and very kind!

Please come dear Jesus,
and renew my spirit!
Your words of life...
May I daily live it!

Please come dear Jesus,
I need you this hour!
I need your strength,
and your power!

Thank you my Lord, my savior
and friend!
And thanks for answering me...
 Once again!

By Jim Pemberton   


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There Is No Now

The pollution is psychedelic
Hell, you could even say poetic nature
Terms of enragement
Definitely not engagement
Can suffice in describing the depredation

Fire from the skies
Burning through the system
Dropping through to nothing
Learning not what’s in them
Always running from them

We may hide our voices
But you hide your souls
Torturing us with woes
Never able to feed our hole
Scars bleed out like coals

Paint it any color you like
Doesn’t change a thing
This war that you’ve brought forth 
Has killed us all
In the past and future

There is no now…


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I love you more

What can I render to the Lord for all His gifts to me
His love
His Grace 
His forgiveness
His sacrifice
His faithfulness
His Joy
He who took MY SINS
His abounding Mercy
His fathomless love
His total commitment to my salvation
To my wholeness
To my welfare
To my emotional stability
To giving me eternal life
He gave a pure white robe to cover me with HIS RIGHTEOUSNESS

Because of Jesus-I now know Him as an adoring Father. 
A Brother who will always walk so close I feel His presence and who always watches over me.
A mother whose words and affections surround me daily with care like a Mother hen
Proverbs:1:8

What can I render to the Lord who took my pain
Who in His own body was wounded and bore the sorrows and my grief I was to going through and the mistakes and the sin ready at every moment to try and trick me out through my life-time- 
He sent His WORD- His LIGHT to enlighten my darkness and show me clearly the road I should take-(Proverbs: chapters 1to 9)

Yes YOU were always ready to defend me, a helpless orphan- for without YOU as my Dad and as my mother- I was abandoned to this world-
But Now I can cry with all my heart- ABBA FATHER I love you - But YOU say
          
               I 
     LOVE  Y  MORE 
              O
              U 

What can I render to the LORD- MY God- whose precious pure blood was spilt to bear the sins of all our humanity- I will take ‘the cup’ of Your salvation and honor your name with my life- For only your pure blood is worthy to pay for all sin-I will confess your name before the world for which you died to save -and I will call upon your HOLY name - for your name alone is WORTHY- JESUS.

© Brenda V Northeast 28th  January 2012 


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Prophet Noah in Holy Quran part 1

Prophets are the messengers of Allah who came from time to time to guide mankind to the way of Allah, the path of righteousness. Amongst the many who came as guides and warners to the people, Prophet Noah (Alaihisalam) [1] was one of them. He lived long before the time of our Holy Prophet Muhammad (Salallahu alaihi wasalam), the last of the prophets. [2]

God appointed Noah as the prophet for his people, so as to guide them to the right path and turn them away from their evil ways. The Holy Qur’an tells us the story of Prophet Noah and his people in a number of suras [3], namely sura 57 (Nuh), sura 11 (Hud), and sura 23 (al-Mu’minun), and many ayats [4] therein. It tells us of the strong faith which the Prophet had in Almighty God and about the final destruction of those who ignored the Divine Message.

Commanding Prophet Noah to warn his people, God said:

“Warn your people before there comes upon them a grievous penalty.” – Holy Qur’an, 57:61

Obeying the command of God, Prophet Noah went to his people and said:

“I have come to you with a clear warning that you worship none but God. Verily I fear for you the penalty of a grievous day.” — Holy Qur’an, 11:25-26

The chiefs fearing they would lose their power and authority over the people they ruled, did not approve of what Prophet Noah was preaching and sought to detract the people from the True Path. They argued with the Prophet saying:

“We see nothing special in you except as a man like ourselves. Nor do we see any who have followed you but those who are the meanest amongst us and immature in judgment. Nor do we see in you any excellence over us; in fact we think you are a liar.” — Holy Qur’an, 11:27
Prophet Noah was not perturbed by their derogatory remarks and continued his divine mission purposefully. He called upon his people in a very polite and loving manner to mend their ways. He also warned them of the grievous consequences which would follow if they continued to worship the false gods and lead an immoral life. Assuring them that he was not seeking any wealth or power or favours from them, he said:

“And O my people! I ask you for no wealth in return: my reward is from none but God.” — Holy Qur’an, 11:29


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Intersection of Justice and Mercy

Justice,

is not the sound:

of a banging gavel,

as the result of a man's decision.

It is found in the laughter of orphans,

or in the quiet tears of a widow's distress.

Justice, does not announce its presence noisily,

nor does it appeal to mere reason or fleeting thought.

It is in the silence of a still moment that it rushes in.

A flood of rescue, a team of unsung heroes, without banners.

In the simple embrace of a father to the orphaned, or mother to the widow.

There it is found in the least likely of places, the free offering of smiles.

An undeserved torrent of kindness that drowns out history's pain,

giving a new and beautiful fragrance to the debris left by injustice.

Tears lose their sting, they become source of life watering souls,

satisfaction is no longer measured by simple shelters, or full

bellies, and clothed bodies; this is not true contentment.

Joy ignited by the embers of love, fueling life.

Purpose, not dependent on fiscal wealth,

a life becomes a raging wildfire,

made visibly tangible,

Mercy.


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Let's Not Forget

Let us never forget that God has surrounded us with the best. He gave us
life,  and also has given us hope, as a matter of fact, God gave us more than
most. God love is oh so true! God is good to me and you. Never forget that
the World was made for us to enjoy and not destroy. We must all do our part
to spread God's love and keep peace in our hearts.

Help each other along the way and never forget to pray. Let's not forget that
God is the best and he want everyone to help spread his love, peace, and joy
around the world.


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Made Brand New ?

Holy be ?
You desire this of me…
Is this possible am I able ?

Consecration, dedication towards the goal !
Ultimate sanctification for any soul…

Purity, virtue and piety…
Just some names of a few,
Made brand new.


Written by: William Arthur Tell

1Pe 1:16  Because it is written, Be ye holy; for I am holy.


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Jesus Paid the Sacrifice

Jesus Paid The Sacrifice! Jesus sacrificed his life for you and me! So we can be with him for all eternity! His life for ours… a ransom was paid IN FULL, This is why I I love HIM so! Upon his head were placed the crown of thorns, Enduring so much shame and scorn. The blood from his body as it began to flow! The pain inside his body, Began to grow! The nails placed in his feet and hands, The pain he went through is hard to understand. His life for ours, is what he gave! His life for ours… Is what he did trade! By Jim Pemberton


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Religion of the Christians

Methodist, Baptist, Assembly of God; all planted here on American sod,
just like siblings, we quarrel with each other, why can't we get over it,
simply love our brothers?

Each of us cannot judge what is in another person's heart; lets just accept 
our salvation, try our best to do our part. 
Now I know our Lord can cover a multitude of sin; and wont we find it
funny when the Catholic's come in? (to Heaven)

Yes there is a problem, and the problem is in us; instead of sharing the
gospel, we want to argue and fuss. Will we go to hell if we wear our
hair too short or too long, and where in the New Testament does it say
it's wrong?

What about our music, does it really matter to Him; whether it is rock,
or soul, or a good old gospel hymn? Isn't He more concerned about our
love for one another? 

So come on people of Christ; stop fighting, and learn
to love your brother!


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Children Listen

This is a poem.
It's not abstract.
So if you just sit back and listen,
you'll understand
I'm going to say this poem twice,
so listen with your heart the first time
but listen with your heart again

Say good morning when someone says good morning to you
Speak when spoken to
Look a person in the eye and be confident even if you're not
and be willing to learn what you know not

Don't be so quick to speak out loud
and then cover your mouth in shame 
once you realize what just came out
It's too late - so think before you shout

Be accountable for your actions
Your character is defined by what you do when people aren't looking
because when they are
They see in your behavior all the doings of the heart
So be honest with yourself and do the right thing...it's not hard

Learn!
Use life's resources
I know what it's like to be in dark places
going through trials - unhappy child
But learning and reading and growing is all relative to your future
So escape in a poem or good book
and don't let the enemy defeat you

Stay in touch with positive members of your family ties
Record yourself saying wonderful things about your life
Recite them daily...then write

Be the first to offer respect
Stay calm
give others a chance to talk
Be humble, but never nobody's fool
Don't allow others to mistreat you
Stand up for your rights and have a voice,
but do it with dignity and be tactful.

And girls...
Go ahead..wear your skinny jeans and your bangles
but accept other for their style, their view
see things from their angle

And fellas...
Pull those pants up..tuck those shirts in
and stop trying to be gangsta
If I can see your underwear thats unacceptable behavior 
and it's not okay
It's embarrasing to the struggle and it's a disgrace

It's time to move past the stereotypes of race
I know you got alot to face
but once you learn what your ancestors did to get you to this place,
It will seem like a walk in the park
and you'll be proud to have helped the case

Young people I tell you
if you follow these rules
You can change the world
and become a generation renewed


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There Was Some Excitement At Church


There Was Some “Excitement” At Church…

There was some “excitement” at church.  I wasn’t invited!
The type of entertainment they had.  
Had already been decided!

They wanted something that would
 “stir up” the newest fashion.
They wanted to do this with a “compelling passion.”

They wanted to include loud instruments and a guitar.
They figured this would bring in people from afar!

Of course they also wanted to charge for “admission.”
Why not?  This would “fulfill” their mission!

This seems to be the way many churches are going…
The power of God they seem to be “avoiding.”

Rather than seeking God’s holiness 
and forgiveness of sins…
They look to what can “self-gratify” within!

I’m not here to seek a worldly kind of “entertainment.”
I’m here to seek the presence of God this very moment!

It comes from spending time in seeking HIM in prayer.
Wherever I am…  He is God!  
And is always there!

If it’s “excitement” you give.  I’m in the “wrong place!”
I’m simply here as a sinner saved by God’s grace!

My “thrill” is in Jesus Christ.  And him alone!
He brings peace and joy to me and my home!

Jesus brings to me what money cannot afford!
He’s my provider!  My comforter!  And my Lord!

By Jim Pemberton


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If You Were Given An Incredible Gift

If You Were Given An Incredible Gift… If you were given an incredible gift... Would you share it? Would you keep it? Or give it to another to bear it? If you were given a gift of love… Would you give it? Would this gift shape your life and how you live it? If you were given the gift of life eternal… Would you be excited? Knowing that your future. Once and for all. Can be decided? If an unlimited treasure was right here... Ready for you to receive. Would you accept this gift? And simply believe? God has given to each of us a gift. Through Christ his son. There’s nothing that can defeat him... The victory’s already won! God’s gift has been offered. A gift of life everlasting. There’s no reason to look any more... Or keep asking. God’s gifts of love, mercy and a joy, YOU can obtain… He’s waiting for you. Won’t you call on Jesus’ name? The gifts of God are freely given. No strings attached. He’ll give you a peace and joy that will always last! The treasure you’ll find in him is more precious than gold His power and majesty are wonders to behold! HE loves you so much. More than words can say… Won’t you accept his gift of salvation? Why not today? By Jim Pemberton 10/22/11


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My Very Own Seeds

My time keeps ticking/ Fresh outta mind prison/ I still have a hard time trying to listen/
 I keep on walking yet I keep on tripping/ The pain in my brain heart thickens/ 
Redemption for change Im still missing/ 

Im still on the reservation/ Dont any of my own people see the alcoholic devestation?/
 More self destruction than self creation/ Addicted alcholism among our own we keep making/ Young hearts and souls everyday we be breaking/ Most of us young souls around here are rarely forgiven because we are to busy been forsaken/
 
This is my own mind made prison astrology/ Im hard like a rock involved in geology/
 Dont any of my people understand this poverished prison geolgraphy/ 
Our destruction can be seen in NAT GEO, dont you people see it in the photography/
 Time is no joke nor is it alive yet somehow it can still bleed/ 
Im still out of prison yet in my mind it still doesn't feel like I have been set free/
 I know my out out but I dont have the keys/ In or out it still remains hard just to be me/
 Everything now days in life cost a fee/ Its not my culture its the American Greed/
 I guess now days I gotta leave a trail, I gotta PLANT MY VERY OWN SEEDS......


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Dedicated to Autism and Family

No one knows how he feels,
unable to speak,
he can only rely
on his eyes
to share what lies
beneath.

Hot topic on the news and
in hospitals,
Mommie wonders,"why him",
Daddy says, "I can't win"
and the story begins.
Controversy and disbelief,
dreams deferred and no relief.
Research incomplete.

The world shatters and
no one exists beyond right now.
Stomping and frustration
maximized silence to loud.
No words yet creativity at its best,
spiritual connection observed 
while attempting to rest.
An angel, a catalyst for change,
limited but potential so far out of range,
tears crawl.
"NO MOMMIE, ITS NOT YOUR FAULT!"

Donations, sacrifices and education,
prayer and communication,
with those who have overcome the devastation.

Autism, is not a fatal condition.
Is is an opportunity to have faith 
in God's position.
Only special people can change the world.


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The Poverty of This World

The Poverty of This World “15 The wealth of the rich is their fortified city, but poverty is the ruin of the poor. 16 The wages of the righteous is life, but the earnings of the wicked are sin and death.” Prov 10:15-16 NIV The Poverty of This World Is due to a lack of love. Man’s disinterest in his fellow man Is watched by God above. If each heart was touched by compassion, What a different world we would see; There’d be much less selfishness; Clean water available as a necessity. We have so much to be grateful for— God has provided it all. Let’s pray we can make a difference To the poor whose voices silently call. They need food and shelter And should never be denied. Because of billions hoarded, The accumulation of wealth should be decried. Let’s pray for hearts to be softened, And the needs of others to be met. Needs must be provided for Before salvation can be set. Even those who have no money, Can pray for the needs instead. God will make provision; He did from five fishes and two loaves of bread. The Poverty of This World Should make us all ashamed, That we do not do more for others; Only we ourselves can be blamed. One person can make a difference; One heart is better than none. One heart that’s open to Jesus— Claims the needs of poverty to be won. © Copyright 2012 Maureen LeFanue www.maureenlefanue.com


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' Ask Yourself ... ' 72nd Senryu

‘Ask Yourself … ’  72nd   Senryu


 Have You Ask Yourself ? …
Just What If It’s Really True ...
GOD … His Son … and You ?


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God Told Me That I Need Effective Prayer

God Told Me That I Need Effective Prayer!

God told me, in order for my prayer to be effective.
That I should not choose to be so “selective.”

I asked him: “what do you mean by this question?”
I wasn’t quite prepared for the reception!

God said; “You’ve chosen to be selective in how you live.”
“There’s only so much, to me, that you want to give!”

“You said that I’m your Lord, by your way of living.”
“But a life of holiness, is what you’re not giving.”

“You want the prayer answered,
 but have nothing to show for it.”
“You claim to accept my grace,
 but aren’t willing to share it.”

“How can I answer your prayer,
 when it’s only convenient?”
“Haven’t I been patient with you?”
“And most lenient?”

“Give up all that you have, and give it to the poor!”
“Then you’ll know what prayer life is really meant for!”

“Give me your heart!”  “And take time to really listen!”
“There’s so much more of me, that you’ve been missin’!”

“Obey my words and experience the life I have given!”
“Know what it means to be cleansed and forgiven!”

“Than your life will change, and your prayer time too!”
“I will give you the strength to make it through!”

“You will know what it means to spend time with me!”
“And your prayers will impact you for eternity!”

By Jim Pemberton   10/21/13


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Growing Pains

It’s come once again, a new phase of life; and though change is sometimes hard to 
comprehend.
Don’t worry, you’ll get settled in.
Then it will be time to move forward again; 
And you may pretend this task is simple to do.
Your fearful and excited simultaneously; along with a little melancholy.
But you have to prepare for GOD’s great new gifts; 
maybe peace or lesson that can’t be dismissed.
It’s all a part of your destiny, so settle with this formality.
Change your results because that’s your part to life’s test.
New with knowledge and an increasing faith, and know God’s waiting for you to 
take your place.
SOoooo…appreciate your growing pains and you’ll surely get an A.


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Why wreck the day


I woke up and toked

Wrapped up the little jokes
-lead the flow of traffic on down the road

I'm not Casper but I sher Boo the mood of plaster

Break cards and stiff narks,
with hard farce
-never gettin' pulled over by the words

Waitin' in giant leaps, 
I can see the next comin' just down the street
if it was company I'd meet
but since they're strangers I creep

Wait in song and sing lead! 

You lead! 

I am a man, 
I am looking at the disease! 

Wasted on my knees

I can wait for eternities

Never caring about the breeze,
the cold shoulder, 
or the person that stinks

Its all just a place
a disastrous phase
earning loads of lore and lies
mainlining out of personalities 

So come up and peek
it could only hurt a little cheek

why wreck the day
when there is cause to play?


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Through LIfe's Trials And Hardships


Through Life’s Trials And Hardships… I’ve been through trials and difficult situations. Many times it happens with no explanation! Whatever I’ve had or have taken with me. I’ve been there when everyone has left me! The uncertainties I’ve had and struggles I face. Have brought me to my knees in a “quiet” place. The journeys I’ve traveled and the storms ahead. Have brought worry and stress in the words I said. Whatever trials I’ve faced... To Jesus I cried! A comfort and strength . He did provide! I know a truth that’s important and most certain. Jesus can take away any hardship or burden! If there were no trials... How could I trust him? Because of what he’s done How much I love him! If I had no hardships or trials, I’d probably “forget him.” Giving him my whole life? I don’t think I’d let him! He’s proven beyond any doubt how much he loves me! He reached down from heaven and touched me! He’s my comfort and joy and enduring friend! He’ll be there with me… Till the very end! This Jesus I know. I recommend him to you! He is God! Our provider! This is so true! Won’t you give him a chance in your life today! He can bring hope and take the dark clouds away! By Jim Pemberton


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' There Are More Loving Lights ... '

Because of Darkness Thru Storm Nights
We Need All Shining Lights
Of Truth and Love and Peace
So More Light May Increase …

… Get Stronger, Brighter, Bolder
Standing – Shoulder To Shoulder
Because If My Light, Is A Glare For You …
Maybe … Someone-Other Might Gleam Thru

… Doesn’t Matter Which or Who …
Just As Long As It Reach Your View …
And Help Your Hearts Keep Warm
And Hold Hands Thru The Storms         ( Zephaniah 1: 15  &  Zeph.  2: 2, 3 )

That Are Sure To Come …                   ( 1  Thess.  5: 1 – 5 )
I  Pray, You Will Be Unharmed
And You Sleep In Confidence and Peace
When ‘ THE FURY ‘ Is Released ! …        ( Isa.  13: 9  &  Rev. 6: 15  – 17 )

… and then you will See What Was Wrong Or Right …
And Which Shining Lights, Kissed … Good Night …
Oh Father, Shining Is Hard, When Will You Release Me ? …

“ When You Show More Souls … THE REAL ME ” …

… My Father, I Am Steady Learning
I Am Steady Enjoying Journeying
I Am Steady Sharing and Discerning
and Will Forevermore Be Yearning …

                   … YOU

                HIS  MoonBee


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Self Made Demise

Is it really hard to understand 
I am just looking for a man
One that sees the world like me
Offers his heart humblely
I will cherish and protect 
Give back to him what I get
Hoping its not just me
Drifting in this lonely sea
Been floating out here for years and years
Fighting not to drown in my own tears
This ocean I find myself drifting in 
Was created from unintentional sin
My eyes cried this reflecting pool
Due to all the times I played the fool
Will I ever feel the ground again 
Or does a boat come pull me in
Save me from my self made demise
See the sun through cloudy skies
May the warmth come cure my pain 
Stop these eyes that pour like rain


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The Words We Say Can Destroy Or Encourage Others

The Words We Say Can Destroy Or Encourage Others!

“Sticks and stones my break my bones.”
  “But words can’t hurt me!”
I’m sure you’ve heard this before.  
Please listen to me!

The words we say, and the conversations 
that we’ve spoken.
Can help to strengthen another,
 or cause a life to be broken!

Our words can hurt or heal… 
 Scripture clearly reminds us!
Do we place a guard over our mouth? 
 Can others trust us?

The Bible says to speak on what’s
 wholesome and kind!
We need to think of what we say from a Godly mind!

I pray that Jesus will help us, 
in the words we say!
May the conversations we speak,
 brighten someone’s day!

Please come Lord Jesus!  
And touch our tongues with fire!
I pray that being a daily example of Christ, 
will be our desire!

May we speak wholesomeness to those around us!
I pray that the love of Christ 
be what always binds us!

In what we say and do...  May the will of God be completed!
God brings the victory! 
 The enemy’s been defeated!

By Jim Pemberton   01/12/14


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Survival Of The Fittest

Dropped out of school
At an early age
Lived on the streets 
Because, I disgusted my mother
She thought I was a poor example
Of true Christian beliefs
At an early age 
She religiously drummed into me
‘blood is thicker than water’
And yet, 
Here I am today confused, lonely and hungry
No one protecting me
No friends
No family
No home to go too
Just, peoples eye for an eye,
tooth for a tooth mentality
Praying for the sun to shine
To feel some warmth again!
Sun rays of hope, lighting me up
To live through this darkness without fear
With a heart full of faith
No matter what happens to me, now!
If only I could drink my salty tears
It would sustain me for a lifetime
Your tears are worth nothing, around here
You’re classed as weak and venerable
Only attracting death
Your life worth nothing!
Save me from myself
I am my best friend
I am my worst enemy
My prayers and dreams
Lost in the wind
Blowing around like autumn leaves
The rain washing them away
Down the drain into the sewage
Rolling with the seasons
Year after year
Survival for the fittest!
Surviving on the love
Hidden, inside me
Being my strength and guide
My personal lifeline
In surviving this crazy world 
We all live in


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Where Do I Stand

I stand at the crossroads
too many to count
I spin around in circles
seeing doubles all about.

He reminds me of my father
says I'm a lot like his mother
I just wish he could look deeper
than age or beauty and other.

I want to see him as God does
wish he'd see me in that light too
we look for things in common
but these are so few.

We each spend days alone
though we talk on the phone
we keep ourselves busy
we've got skills to hone.

I wonder where we're going
only God knows for sure
He's told me about changes...
a bit of what I'll endure.

We've both been hurt 
that I surely know
so I see we'll be taking this
a little easy and slow.

God can heal our wounds
binding up our hearts
He'll speak to us through us 
replacing any missing parts.

I know we're going somewhere
I'll take the road he does
we'll be carrying our Bibles
deep inside of us.

SKB


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A Consciousness Of Self-Confidence

Death silently creeps in as the rule of no exception he takes up a collection of lost souls with no more time the one priceless possession Void of whats right is the existance I've come to know everything surrounding turns to shame hidden in sorrow yet I still live for tomarrow to realize these mending dreams take a look inside me not a man who's self decieved My diary is none of me that I paint easily unveiling made up of painful poetic verses that show I let go of hateful feelings for I am steadily rising no longer seems like a chore every day I wake up leaves me wanting less much more The only thing that ever stopped me was the nightmare I came to be even through the worst circumstances they left me with a certain understanding Death now watches over me I'm careful to nod my head for without his protection many times now I would lay lifeless without a voice that guides me no master do I call Lord every ounce of belief in me other faith is too much to afford as my dreams become reality you can only watch in wonder while I perform my miracles not atop the mountain, but under.


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