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Religion Narrative Poems | Narrative Poems About Religion

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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.
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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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HONOURABLE NATTY DREAD

FROM OUT OF THIS EARTH, IN EVERY GENERATION
MUST ARISE A MIGHTY PROPHET...
SO DON'T YOU HAVE NO FEAR, YOU HAVE DONE YOUR SHARE, YOU ARE THE HONOURABLE
NATTY DREAD.

YOU BROUGHT US OUT FROM IGNORANCE,
AND FOR THIS WE WILL THANK YOU HONESTLY.
ALTHOUGH WE KNOW THAT IT WAS WRITTEN IN THE BIBLE THAT MANY WOULD BE
CALLED,BUT ONLY FEW OF THEM WOULD BE CHOOSEN. 

ROBERT NESTA MARLEY, HE LIVED HIS LIFE FOR WE.
AND NOW WE HAVE GROWN, WE ARE THE SEEDS HE HAS SHOW, TILLED BY HIS IMPERIAL
MAGESTY. 
OH BROTHER BOB YOU WERE ONE.
YOU WORKED FROM DAWN TILL DAWN.
NOW IN THE PHYSICAL YOU HAVWE GONE, BUT IN THE SPIRIT YOU WILL CARRY ON,
THE WORKS OF MARCUS GARVEY.(CHORUS)

NOW BOB ARISE,
OPEN THY EYES.
BECAUSE WE WANT YOU TO KNOW, I 'n' I HAVE DISCOVERED YOUR FOE,
TRAMPLED BENEATH THY FEET.

SO IF YOUR TRODDING IN A STREET, 
OR IN A HIGH MOUNTAIN.
DON'T YOU HAVE NO SHAME, 
REGGAE MUSIC HAS BROUGHT YOU FAME, 
YOU ARE THE HONOURABLE NATTY DREAD.

(C)1982, 1996, 2006 ALBERT WILLIAMS


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A Soul Awakened

The warm light calls me
And all the people who cries for thee
I raise my hand in this abyss
Only to make one wish
To float among the others
With all my sisters and brothers
I call out for forgiveness with passion
I take their pain into myself for this occasion
The moment that I see the sky
I will not look back and cry
My body is laying still
People standing by it with a chill
The air gets dense with sadness
I would not think of it less
Some people look up and down
To see the light hit the ground
Some can vision the uplifting feeling they see
One soul that has been and always be
It is special to notice such aberration 
And that might be how souls are awaken


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Nine Eleven

The old woman argued relentlessly, her case.
Resolute, she raved in her conviction; 
two thousand and one reasons were there for her to be mad.
Eleven was given to questioning eyes.

It was September, 
and Bernice brought home the bourgeois man, 
and the two fell 
from the pedestal
they held among friends in the big city, 
(the city) a melting pot, 
now a city in affliction.

Bernice’s brown eyes combed the neighborhood; 
two boys, with open arms, 
played aero planes; 
Across the street,
the rug pilot laughed his ass off 
as if mocking the bourgeois man,
and his woman hid her face in rags …, 
in degradation – 
but her sad eyes openly mourned her son’s suicide.

Grief of that magnitude brings offense, 
and the bourgeois man was red with wrath, 
and he abhors the old woman 
with every inch of his being. 
Racism was reversed.
He avowed by God to ruin the rug pilot, 
and the people that loved him consented. 

Hearts were left to wonder
what makes men so cruel.
The reasons for the old woman’s rant was explicable, 
and of the grounds for the revenge 
the negros conceded, 
in only one instance. 
Revenge was foreseeable, 
and the spirit breeds more phobias.


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Christmas Rebels

Christmas Rebels
It was about a weak
After that night walk
The unknown dangers, 
Made known, turned me weak,
I was managing myself,
After my heart was pulled,
From where it sank,
I was yet in the oven,
Of my haven,
To dry up the coldness,
And the wetness, 
Of that fearful night loneliness,

Today is Christmas,
The whole mass,
Was joyous,
Every home, glorious,
Meat was plenteous, 
Rice and beans.
Was every homes means,
Children bouncing in,
New goat skin jackets,
Mother’s dressed in costly
Beads and all the way,
Father leads.
For Christmas had taking over,
Taking over the African Shrine,
It supplied a joyous sunshine.
Our pockets were full of cowries,
Like a goldmine,
Happiness was mine,
For the usual war seemed 
To be hidden, and our teethes where like, 
“Forever opened”.

Oh! Joyful, blissful, plentiful Christmas.
Providing joy each time it surface, 
But joy has a slender waist that breaks so soon.
Christmas night came, so we visited 
Our beds as night rang it’s bell,

(To be continued in the next, same Poem).


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Divinity

Finally..Mr.Whitman, I understand as my journey is symbolic to yours; but, through my poverty-strickened doors. Fighting your human instincts... while learning your internal glow within. Frightening, enlightening, inviting his omnipresence in and as your reward he transforms you into him. Breathing your FIRST breath again. Loving life from the core of the earth to the pull of the moon. Stuck in the middle yet understanding all of the connectivity; because I'm living in a state of Divinity.


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A talk with the devil

 A talk with the devil 

 One night while watching television 
 I suddenly fell asleep 
And when I open my eyes 
 This stranger I did meet 
A wild looking creature, 
 Bolder then I had seen 
Somebody shake me and 
Tell me this is a dream. 
  
I did not want to be here, 
 This is a mistake 
Wake me; shake me, 
 Before it is too late. 
The creature began to laugh, 
 As he laughs so hard; 
You are down here to stay 
So said the Lord. 
  
You had your chance 
 To live a Christian life 
But you didn't count on 
 Taking this deep sleep tonight. 
Listen careful my child, 
 Don’t you hear the bells? 
You missed the streets of gold 
 And ended up in hell 
  
I started to scream and plead to God; 
 He never heard me as 
 I stood there in the dark. 
 People was crying and gritting 
Their teeth; my night gown caught on fire 
 From the intensity of the heat 
 I yell out with pain saying 
 Forgive me, this is a mistake 
I realize it was the devil when he said; 
 Take your place I appointed 
You in the lake. 
  
All while you live, 
 I stayed hard on your back 
You down here with me 
And there is no looking back 
I showed you things 
That drew you from God 
Not giving you a chance 
 To receive him in your heart 
Oh foolish one, how foolish could you be 
I did not want you in heaven, 
 But down here with me. 
  
You did not have to come here, 
 Or allow yourself to be fool 
I do what I want, 
 I got nothing to lose. 
I know how heaven look, 
 But I did not care 
I want all of God’s people for myself 
Maybe you should have loved 
 God without a doubt 
The day I got unruly up there, 
 He simply put me out. 
  
.I got all kind down here 
 With me, young and old 
I am out to kill and 
Destroy all of God’s souls. 
As I talked with the devil 
 My heart did ache 
My head hung in shame 
 Because I knew it was too late 
I scream loud as I could 
To the top of my voice 
Suddenly I open my eyes 
And grabbed for my heart. 
  
I remember everything 
 I had seen that night 
I had no time to waste, 
 To get my soul right. 
I got one more chance 
 To try to save my soul 
I got one more chance 
 To walk the streets of gold. 
  
You may say that this is a poem, 
 And you are right 
But what if you fall asleep 
And go there one night? 
Do whatever it takes 
 To live the holy way 
Time waits for no one, 
 It must be today. 


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David for David

Oh David, King David
You slew the mocking monster
You cheated
You murdered
You repented
You were forgiven
You were chosen...
composing mighty music
begging deliverance
fearing His wrath
pleading mercy...
May He show such mercy to us


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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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BEYOND THE HORIZON

BEYOND THE HORIZON

Beyond the horizon, three oceans meet the sky,
It is the land of plenty; you cannot travel in a day,
It is wider than the man’s vision and has no end.
Beyond the horizon, there is peace of mind,
Crime, violence and death are no more,
The former things have passed away,
No more tears, mourning, cry or pain!

Beyond the horizon, in the middle of rivers Pishon, Tigris and Euphrates,
The earth and other planets revolve around the sun and their moons,
All forms of sicknesses have passed away,
The lame stand up, walk, run and dance,
The deaf hear the joyous sounds around them,
The blind enjoy the world of colour
In addition, see the faces of their loved ones for the very first time!

Beyond the horizon, I see water rising above the oceans,
We have become strong and healthy, all young and energetic,
No more eye glasses, no more crutches and walking canes,
No more medicine, no more dental clinics or hospitals,
The ravages of aging have been reversed.
Beyond the horizon, never again will emotional illnesses
And depression rob people of their happiness!

Beyond the horizon, even though we speak in different tongues
We have become one big family with no barriers to unity and brotherhood,
I see seven continents merging and fusing together,
Humans are at peace with animals,
Cats and dogs have forgiven each other,
Wolves and lambs, lions and buffaloes, jackals and goats feed together,
And all our domestic animals are totally safe!

Beyond the horizon, bright shining and filled with vigour,
Mankind have awaken to a new day of vibrant life and renewed energy,
For they will learn not war anymore, but the ever-lasting peace.
They have turned their destructive weapons into ploughshares,
And never again will the tranquillity of the world be disrupted by cruel people!
Mankind have been taught to treat each other with love, respect and dignity,
And they have shed their violent traits and have become peaceful forever!

Beyond the horizon, in the wonderful garden,
Even a little child has nothing to fear from wild animals
Behold, he dances with lions and bears,
As he rolls the mamba around his neck!
Look over there, the young woman talks to a puff adder and it listens!
No one’s home will have to be locked to keep thieves out,.
Peace have reigned in every heart and in every house,
What a peace our new world that is!

Look at us from a distance, beyond the horizon,
Somewhere where the rainbow ends, way up high,
There in the vineyard, where the rosy sun drips over Sun Valley,
God himself is with humankind,
Look, He is wiping off every tear from our faces!
We have come a long, long way and have worked hard to come to this paradise,
We will be a silly so and so if we should ever let this beautiful!


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