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PARIS MARCH AGAINST THE BEAST OF FEAR


The raging beast of fear in darkness was
Conceived
Its father: Terror  
Its mother: Ignorance, 
With the black milk of hate was it
Breastfed, 
By wrath was it, nurtured    
By fanaticism its character was forged 
And 
Its soul saturated was with repugnance

Thus

The deformed prince of gloom, once matured, 
A menace to humanity grew up to be, 
Threatening the beacon of civilization to
Extinguish by:
Terrorizing 
Torturing
Burning
Raping
Enslaving
Decapitating
Executing,  
All this, in the name of a God that the brute doesn’t
Even understand, 
So 
It demanded the whole world to kneel in dread
  
BUT

Humanity didn’t succumb 
United, in its finest hour, marched on,
Unyielding  
Unafraid
Uncompromising 
Proud and 
Free, 
Sending thus the message to the kingdom of gloom that 
Its days are numbered
     
For

One ray of light, mightier it is than any amount of darkness 
And easily could obliterate beast’s obscure empire at a blink
Of the eye
    
Because 

GOD is not HATE and DARKNESS 
But 
LIGHT and LOVE!



© Demetrios Trifiatis
  16 JANUARY 2015 



*In memory of those who were slaughtered by the evil children 
of the beast, be they Christians, Muslims or Jews! 

**Dedicated to all those who marched in Paris and elsewhere 
and all those who felt In their heart, the solidarity with those who marched!

The whole world shouts: Je suis Charlie!

Copyright © Demetrios Trifiatis | Year Posted 2015

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Can you hear me god

Sometimes I question my own faith and wonder if you are real,
can you really feel all the pain I feel.
I wonder, Can you hear me god?

Sometimes I cry myself to sleep,
do you know the reasons why I weep.
I wonder, Can you hear me God?

Sometimes I give up on myself,
is it because you forgot about me and chose to let me deal with myself.
I wonder, Can you hear me God?

Sometimes people hurt me , and sometimes I hurt others,
but it seems you let them be and it's my life you choose to bother.
I wonder, Can you hear me God?

Sometimes i feel like I'm your mistake,
is it because you judge me for all the mistakes that I make.
I wonder, Can you hear me God?

Sometimes I hate others and sometimes others hate me,
but it seems you don't see others,
and it's my life with troubles you smother.
I wonder, Can you hear me God?

Sometimes I hate you for taking my mother,
Sometimes I hate you even more for portraying my father.
I wonder, Can you hear me God?

Sometimes I think of my past,
and that's when I reliaze that nomatter what I'm feeling now,
it will never compare to the pain I was feeling back then.
It's times like this that I realize that's when you truelly chose to be my father,
to scold me, but hold me, to teach me but reach me.
To show me that my pain won't always last.

I believe this is true, at least that's the picture you drew,
yet I still wondwer, Can you hear me God?

Copyright © katie levy | Year Posted 2006

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God's Grace

Anger and  threats fly through the air
Contempt now has a soul for it's chair

How isolated  some spirits can be
Unable to realize that the ebb an the flow
Are part of the grand scheme
The conclusion of God's mercy would never be mean

Faith is my banner 
I will trust in the lord
May Gods Grace hold me tight
And lift me to heavenly heights 
  


Copyright © Ninette Carey | Year Posted 2014

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THE TRUTH


1.
This is Truth that to you, the mortals, is now speaking, 
I’m the one that in the kernel of everything that exists resides,* 
That no human has ever seen**, up to this very moment and
No one, I affirm will able be, eyes to set upon my
Divine essence!*** 

2.
I know, the vast majority of you believe to be with me, very
Well acquainted,
Some even declare that the best of my friends are and 
Instead of me they could do the talking
Even there are those who boast to be my associates and  
The ultimate reality only them to know
Thus
Each one of them “his truth” declares according to his doctrine,
Fervently maintaining the veracity of his established principles, 
The principles of his policy, his history, his religion, his morals
That with me, the Truth, I assure you, have very little in common.  

3.
So, I the Truth, with many faces came to you be known
As different colors are always used to paint my visage,
Colors with hues of their opinions to better fit their purpose
According the era they are living in, their reason and 
Understanding  

4.
If a day, I the Truth, among them decided just a walk to take
Certain am I that no one of them, would able be, me to recognize  
For the bigotry that is deep in their uninformed heart planted 
Unable has made their eyes the supreme Truth to identify 

5.
Enraged am I, of all those criminals who kill in my name,     
Regardless their color, their creed, their sex, their ethnicity,
For even if a little bit they knew me, never would they 
Commit a crime
For 
I, the Truth next to God live. It’s from Him I draw my existence,
Impossible thus for me it is, divinity’s will to disobey 
And commend someone to do something that is immoral
Because God is love*** and love, you should know my friends,
Never commits a crime! 


© Demetrios Trifiatis
    07 OCTOBER 2014
 

* There is nothing that we with certainty know, because the truth is found in the depths of each thing! 
Democritus , Greek philosopher, 5th century B.C.,  the father of atomic theory

 **No man has ever perceived the truth, neither anyone in the future will know it, only opinion of things have we for the reality of things! 
Xenophanes, Greek philosopher 6th century B.C.    

***John, epist. First, verse 8. “He that loveth not knoweth not God; for God is love! 


Copyright © Demetrios Trifiatis | Year Posted 2014

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January - God of the Doorway

Eyelids heavy with tears, 
begin to form
from puffy grayish/black clouds.

It moves cunning and swift
like a lion’s roar
then softly on tired- padded- paws
it is gone,
gracing the terrain 
with its magnificence.

Its door opens to a momentous
reception,
a welcoming grand appearance
of a new year
a new beginning 
when the door opens…

Copyright © 2011 By Caryl S. Muzzey

Sixth Place Winner ~ "Personification of January” Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Nette Onclaud
January 29, 2012

Copyright © Caryl Muzzey | Year Posted 2012

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I hear your voice

i hear your voice in solitude
when all outward forces seize
and inward forces burst out in multitude
and all my hardships ease.

i want to hold your hand forever,
and would be with you
but waiting for you here, but none deter
hopeful but eyes dew.

purple riot in my heart
which stay here for long
after disturbing it then depart
and then merrily sing plaintive song.

paying here for all my merriment
which i have deduced in past
now only it provide consolement
when i cry at last.

life i love you very much
and always want to embrace you
but you leave no occasion as such
so that i can amaze you.

Copyright © Akash ripper | Year Posted 2014

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inthenameof

Powers of heaven
Shaken. 		Gates brought down
Deify. Defy urbanely
Programming genetically
Sub sonic sounds
Domestic mirage of liberty

Homeland invasion - Counter-intelligence

Conducted on our own nation
On us.
Claiming they must
In defense of supposed
Freedom

Islamic threats - Chinese Debts
Pakastani! Illuminati?
War is waged
In name of worship

Distractions we serve
Make sick
Poison		-	Inflict

Federal reserve
Printing our cage
Turning the page of peraphecy
Illusory trick

Consecrate history
Set the stage

For our hostile reality
To seize control
Take violent action

The end-times arrive
Prophetic signs
Humanity defiled
By our sons of Belial

Gods disdain
focus the iniquitous
Divine in malice
perfect unprejudiced
Expostulate vile villains

Nefarious hearts
No wealth of moral
Only moral is wealth
Engage the knave

Treat the sick
Combating against spiritual health
Can't run from sin
Cannot run from yourself

Dimensional Transcendence
Apocalypse
Accelerates the end.
This blood will rinse
Epoch

Copyright © Joel Thornton | Year Posted 2014

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Wisdom again personified


Does wisdom not call meanwhile?
Does discernment not lift up her voice?
On the hilltop on the road,
On the crossways she takes her stand;
Beside the gates of the city,
At the approaches to the gates  she cries aloud,
O men! I am calling to you;
My cry goes out to the sons of men;
You ignorant ones! Study discretion
And you fools, come to your senses!
Listen! I have serious things to tell you,
Rom my lips come honest words
My mouth proclaims the truth
Wickedness is hateful to my lips.
All the words I say are right
Nothing wasted in them, nothing false
All straightforward to whom who understands
Honest to those who knows what knowledge means.
Accept my discipline rather than silver
Knowledge in preference to pure gold.
For wisdom is more precious than pearls,
And nothing else is so worthy of desire.

05092015

Copyright © Jacqueline R. Mendoza | Year Posted 2015

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TO TRANSLITERATE FATE

Blackbirds in the sunshine (are)
Omens (that) fly high in the sky…
Solemnly seizing Martin Luther’s time (of)
Religion and precarious minds…
White men personified lost their lives (without) 
Fear or compromise…

Blackbirds in the sunshine (are)
Omens of their time (were)
Grave to Jackson’s mental denial of the Missouri Compromise…
The Confederate flag yet hangs high.
White men lives personified were of manifold (because) 
Fear or compromise was not a greater source.

Blackbirds in the sunshine (are like)
Eagles soaring high in the sky…
Solemn to Civil Rights time (while)
Ritualizing a political asylum (caused by)
Oppression and incarceration of the mind…
Transition is denied; but oh, transgression defines.
________________________________________________|
Written March 4, 2016!

Copyright © Verlena S. Walker | Year Posted 2016

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GOD too is Praying

Theist have HOLY belief
Natural calamity is catastrophic
No saviour can tame Nature’s wrath 

Terrorist have ONLY belief
Bomb blasts are more devastating
No ‘intelligence’ can rein Terror's bloodbath 

Common Man is in LONELY Catch-22 disbelief
Is Terrorism fatal or Nature’s fury final ?
For safety Pray to whom ... Terrorist or Nature ?

Moved by plight, GOD too is praying for EARLY relief
Wishing Terror in under HIS control and not of Satan
And Rest-in-Peace "Terror", with wreath of PEACE

      
( Entry for Poetry Soup Contest - October 2010)

Copyright © Hitendra Mehta | Year Posted 2010

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Forgotten umbrella

It sit's there in the corner on a sunny day,
wondering why you don't take it on a good day.
It waits patiently for the day when rain falls,
knowing that's the day when you will call.

It gives you protection, from all life's extremes,
the deluge of water, and when the hot sun beams.
When life is easy, and breezy, or just mundane,
Do you think of the umbrella, or only when it rains?

God is not an umbrella, used only in an emergency,
cast aside, forgotten, unless there's an urgent need.
Remember him always in the good times and the bad,
leaving him on good days, makes him kind of sad.

John Derek Hamilton November 09,2015



Copyright © John Hamilton | Year Posted 2015

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Why Should I

Was it enough or was it too much?
Sometimes too fast but always too slow!
God knows that I come with these seeds that grow.
Inside and out I absorb every single touch,
But why should I?
Why should I be the only one that knows?
Stepping through time and sliding back so smooth so I go!
I say I can qualify!
Where was I and why was I there?
Sometimes too obvious but always with doubt!
God knows that I come riding in on a prayer.
I absorb every single touch inside and out,
But why should I? 
Why should I be the only one that cares?
Climbing the highest mountains and sliding down so steep but on a dare!
I say I can magnify!

What did I say and what did I do?
Sometimes too quite but always too loud!
God knows that I come with a gleam that shines so proud.
Inside and out I absorb every single touch by you.
But why should I? 
Why should I be the only one in the crowd?
Walking on water and walking backwards but at least I know how.
I say I can intensify!
Do I want to or do you need me to?
Sometimes I wonder and sometimes I simply don’t care.
God knows that I come standing on a higher sky of blue.
I absorb every single touch by you inside and out with this glare.
But why should I?
Why should I be the only one with this view?
Up in the clouds and aimless but always led by you!
I say, “I SANCTIFY”!


®Registered: 1997  Ann Rich

Copyright © Ann Rich | Year Posted 2010

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Gods Perfect Plan

Today I saw a bird in flight and began to wonder why
God made us to walk on earth and made the bird to fly

Then I began to think way back when I was just a kid
I often dreamed of flying then some time I think I did

I still can see me flying high while looking down below
oh' the dream it was so neat I wish it had been so

God had a plan for man and what he wanted him to be
it wasn't flying through the air or swimming in the sea

But now as I think back on this I see God's perfect plan
he never meant for beast or foul to take the place of man

Yes he made the birds to fly and made the beast to roam
but man he made to rule them all and walk the road alone

Then God saw that it was wrong not to give the man a mate
so he took a rib from Adam's side and women he did make

God put them in a garden there and took great care of them
now I think you know the rest what separated them from him

But God still had a plan for man and sent him Jesus Christ
and now we have to pray to him to forgive us of our past

now I still dream of flying high and know some day I can
when Jesus Christ will take us home forever to be with him

























Copyright © Oma Bennett | Year Posted 2006

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The Candide Within

“This is the best of all possible worlds I hear, and you’re the master of your life”,
But when you count the closed shut doors, and look around you for a window,
Turn a rubik’s cube around and play with empty running rivers.
Mere stupidities and bottles with clichés will smear, right across the empty floor,
Tremble stupid kid! For cold, is just your empty sensation of fear.
This life is a wondrous gift, you’ll say; a challenge for the mighty heroes.
The good Pangloss in blood and flesh could not resist his own ideas.
You run and jump on sharp and blunt spears, to catch a glimpse of certitude.
But gravity, a law of nature, will keep you still in mortar shoes.
“Men have somehow corrupted Nature”, and I corrupt myself with dreams 
But what is hope but a glorious strength, embedded in genetic attributes,
Like aids attacking healthy cells, will disappear. And let it go Candide!
You die a hundred times a year and fear, fear, fear another death, another life,
The grand pillars of values and potent righteousness, 
You dare to believe in their existence. 
It’s like the God you trust, but cannot see and cannot feel.
But do not be shaken, have no fear for this is just your own free will,
Oh Cunegonde of mine, you’re near, and every time I look you disappear!
Sometimes you search the absolutes of universe and wonder where,
Does God exist and what He’s doing when Cunegonde is flagged and raped?
Stumble on the rocky path on orators and chaste priests,
With tongue so sweet and gloried preachings,
But what they do in solitude with sharpen knifes in backs of infants?
Close your eyes oh sweet Candide, and dream away with no restraint,
And watch how all your hemispheres will tremble soaked in darks and lights.
If not your head can imagine life without a shadow or a tear,
You are corrupt Candide oh dear, but this is the best of all possible lives.
You kill even the ones you love the most, nothing is holy anymore.
Just the promise of Pangloss and the dream of Cunegonde.
Merge your coding to save a dear, stop on red, and do not litter!
For your punishment ‘s not in Hell, it is indeed the life you bare.
Pace yourself! In the New World, like a Columbus you’ll try to steer,
Your arms and legs but not your head, for it is damned for it is barren.
There is no sun, or air out here. You strive for breath in empty chores,
At least you have your Cunegonde I hear, but she is just another whore.
Who cursed her love for seven years, but plow your garden cher Candide!
For this is the best of all possible worlds.

Copyright © Anca Burdea | Year Posted 2012

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SWEET HEALING

I HEARD SOMETHING FROM INSIDE MY SOUL.

SOMETHING THAT SPEAKS SWEETLY TO ME.

MY WOUNDS ARE HEALING AND MY HEART IS BEING REPAIRED.

GOD ALLOWED ME TO WAKE UP TO HIS BEAUTIFUL PRESENCE.

THE TEARS ARE BEING DRIED UP MY SOUL IS WRAPPED IN HIS WARMNESS.

I CAN FEEL HIM COVERING MY FLESH HE WHISPERS TO ME.

THAT HE LOVES ME THAT HE IS BY MY SIDE I WOULDN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITHOUT HIM.

I HAVE A SWEET HEALING THAT IS FLOWING MY WAY.

WORDS CANNOT DESCRIBE THAT FEELING THAT I HAVE ON THE INSIDE OF ME.

THE ROSES ARE SMELLING SWEET ON THIS SIDE AND THE GRASS IS DEFINITELY GREENER.

I AM IN THAT SECRET PLACE WHERE I CAN FIND PEACE AND A FORGIVING HEART.

SOMETHING THAT CAN NEVER BE EXPLAINED FOR HE IS SHINING HIS LIGHT ON ME.

A REFRESHING GLOW OF HIS PRESENCE COMFORTS ME.

Copyright © Quondreika Cheatham | Year Posted 2014

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God

The plan for the universe
our Hokhmah
Was designed by intelegence
our Binah
The ruler of these things
our Gevurah
And the giver of these things
our Shekinah
For Netsah




dont even try to figure this one out

Copyright © John Loving III | Year Posted 2012

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A Prairie Prayer

I am a humble man                               
Who takes a noble stand
To owe myself to God and to
The bounty of the land

To all that He hath placed upon
The fine and blessed earth
The hills of my existence 
The valley of my birth

The sky to give her glory
The fire to keep her warm
The clouds to give her cover
The rain to bring a storm

The tree of my own ancestry
The branch of my descend
The roots of life to bear unto
The leaf to catch the wind

The river of my flowing dream
The brook to drift along
The stream to gather to it
The rock to make her strong

To all that He hath sown upon
For all of man to reap
For all that man hath grown upon
His brother not to weep

May the harvest be fulfilling
May the hungry all be fed
May the bounty be rewarding
May the homeless find a bed

Let the combines in a row
Lay the golden swath ahead
Leave her stems upon the soil
Lift her heart onto a bed

Her yellow fleece surpasses
Like a wisp of morning air
Her glory gives a comfort
Always meant to give and share

Let the belts across the land
Lift the load of heavy grain
Reach the height of their extent
Fill the bins upon the plain

Haste the cars toward the coast
Heavy loads upon the rail
Harbor ports along the shore
Help the ships be set to sail

Let the needy be provided
With a meal they can afford
Let us pray unto the heavens
Giving thanks unto the Lord


Copyright © Mike Martin | Year Posted 2015

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JOY AND PEACE

THE SUN IS SHINING IN MY HORIZON AND MY HEART IS GLOWING.

THE LOVE FROM GOD ALMIGHTY IS OVERFLOWING.

FOR HE HAS BEEN HERE SINCE THE BEGINNING HIS LIGHT SHINES ON ME.

WHEN I WAS IMPRISONED BY SIN HE SET ME FREE.

I AM ON A CLOUD TO SALVATION AND GROWING IN PROSPERITY.

MY HARVEST IS GROWING IN THE RIGHT DIRECTION.

I AM SITTING IN HEAVEN'S REFLECTION HOW BEAUTIFUL IT IS TO ME SO PEACEFUL.

A DELIGHT TO MY EYES SO FULL OF BEAUTY AND SUPRISE.

THE ANGELS ARE LIFTING UP TO THE MASTER FEET.

WHERE JOY AND LOVE DO MEET.

THERE ARE SINGING A MELODY THAT IS SO SWEET AND COMFORTING TO THE SOUL.

NO ONE CAN MATCH WHAT THEY DO.

FOR I KNOW THAT I AM A CHILD OF GOD AND HE IS MY FATHER.

FOR HE IS LIKE NO OTHER HE IS ONE OF A KIND.

FOR I AM HIS AND HE IS MINE.

HE IS THE GLUE THAT KEEPS ME TOGETHER HE IS THE ROCK THE MAKES ME STRONG.

HIS AROMA IS SWEET TO MY NOSE HIS PRESENCE IS KNOWN TO ME.

FOR HE IS MY ALL IN ALL HE IS THE ONE WHO MAKES ME WHOLE.

HE IS THE ONE WHO COMFORTS MY SOUL

HE LOVES ME AND I LOVE HIM FOR THAT WILL NEVER CHANGE.

Copyright © Quondreika Cheatham | Year Posted 2012

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Anak Manusia The Son Of Man Son Of Man Thea Son Of Man Son Of Man

Anak Manusia The Son Of Man Son Of Man Thea Son Of Man Son Of Man is so too kindfullness 
kindfullness too so kindfullness kindfullness too kindfullness so kindfullness.
Anak Manusia The Son Of Man Son Of Man Thea Son Of Man Son Of Man is so too greatfullness 
so greatfullness too greatfullness so too greatfullness greatfullness greatfullness so too 
greatfullness.
Anak Manusia The Son Of Man Son Of Man Thea Son Of Man Son Of Man is so too Bestfullness 
too Bestfullness so Bestfullness too Bestfullness so Bestfullness Bestfullness Bestfullness too so 
Bestfullness too so Bestfullenss. 
Anak Manusia is Anak ALLah Bapak  Allah Bapa AlLAh.
The Son Of Man Son Of Man is The Son of God Son of GOd is Thea Son Of God Son Of GOd.
Thea Son of God SOn Of GOd is Anak Manusia is Anak ALlah is The Son Of MAn SOn Of Man is 
The Son Of God SOn of GOd. 
The Son Of Man SOn of Man is Anak Manusia is Thea Son OF GOd Son Of GOd. 
The Son of Man Son of Man is Thea Son of God Son of GOd.
Anak Manusia is The Son of Man Son Of Man. 
Thea Son Of Man Son Of Man is The Son Of GOd Son Of GOd.
Thea Son Of Man Son Of Man is Anak Manusia.
The Son Of Man Son Of Man is The Jesus Christ Jesus Christ Yesus Kristus Jesus Kristus The 
Jesus Kristus Yesus The Chrsit YESUS CHRIST  Imanuel Immanuel thE alPHA aLPHA tHE Omega 
Omega Alfa Omega alfa omega  Alfa Omega The Omega The ALfa the alpha alpha. 
Anak Manusia is Thea Son Of Man Son Of Man is The Son Of Man Son Of Man is The Jesus 
Christ Jesus Christ Yesus Kristus Jesus Kristus The Jesus Kristus Yeuss The Christ Christ Yesus 
Immanuel Imanuel the ALpha Alpha alpha alpha the The omega omega Alpha Omega Alfa 
Omega THe Alfa Omega The Omega Omega. 
tHE SON OF MAN SON OF MAN is The Son OF Man Son Of Man is Anak Manusia is The Jeuss 
Christ Jesus Christ Yesus kRISTUS  Jesus Kristus The Jesus Kristus The Christ Yesus Yesus 
Christ tHE aLPHA aLPHA ALFA ALFA THE THe Omega Omega OMEGA the OMEGA tHE ALPHA 
ALPAH THE ALfa Fala The Omega Omega.

  The Son of Man SOn of Man is Thea Son of Man SOn of Man is Anak Manusia The First First 
and The Last Last is The Beginning Beginning and The End End is Yang Terawal and Yang 
Terakhir is Yang Awal dan Yang Akhir is Yang pertama dan Yang terkemudian is Yang 
Terpertama dan Yang terterkemudian is Yang Terterkebelakang dan Yang terkebelakang is Yang 
Terdepan dan Yang terterdepan is Thea Beginning Beginning and Thea End End is Thea  First 
First and Thea Last Last.

Copyright © gloria eliza angeline gumogar | Year Posted 2011

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A New Kingdom




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Doe's things' seem strange
Not what they used to be
             Well...
This is for the first time
The first time in History
      ------
Doe's things' seem slow
While a bestselling economy
   Just doe's not grow'
Everything is a shroud
         In mystery...
And everyone must know...
         ------
         It is time
  It is time one may say
For a One World Government
        To save the day'
        --------
But, their is one thing
That I would like to say
      And that is that
           Except...
By the Blood of Jesus
Things' wouldn't be this way
          --------
What We really don't need
    Is a new government
        What we do need
Is a New Covenant'
     A Covenant'
         With ' GOD '
        --------
      Did anyone think
            Of the way
       That it should be
To dwell in the House of the Lord
            For all Eternity...
To be with the Prince of King'
    To be with the Almighty
With-in the Kingdom of ' GOD '
Where He has already prepared
      A place for you and me...

Copyright © Gary Fields | Year Posted 2012

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ONCE LIFE I MET



Once, 

In age’s avenue, 

Life I met and she was 

Sublime,

Wished, questions about her future plans for 

Me to ask, 

Timidly I her approached, 

But disturbed, she said: 

“The plans for you were done, even before 

my own time!”  




© Demetrios Trifiatis
     30 August 2015


Copyright © Demetrios Trifiatis | Year Posted 2015

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Spirit of the Opening

Young child full of hope and dreams,
volcanic personality laced with possibility,
charming but devious with schemes,
young Eunuch, powerful yet lacking stability.

Named after the god Janus hence January.
Having two faces, one facing the future,
one facing last year’s gory mortuary.
Favorite flower: a carnation to nurture.

A fickle young fellow indeed,
star of the time and space show,
riding a happy go lucky steed.
All  dressed up but ..where to go?

Sporting a favorite garnet gem,
enjoying the groupies and fanfare,
tripping over last year’s hem.
History is the map, but will he care?


Janus was old Roman god (two faces) referred to as "spirit of the opening".
January flower carnation: Gem; Garnet

for:
Personification of January contest sponsored by Nette Onclaud
written by Robert A. Dufresne
12/31/2011








Copyright © Robert A. Dufresne | Year Posted 2011

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I Used To Be A Zebra

And who was to know this creature so beautiful stripped and wild
Was about to take the form of child.

A child that needed love and protecting from harm
Yet none was there to comfort, to alarm

The sting of life this child could feel 
But soon no longer as she would heal 

A journey so strong so very true
The colour was no longer an emotion, blue 

A force from above became a force within, 
Why oh why did this take so long to begin.

Why? My child I hear you ask, 
For there were lessons you needed to pass.

Enjoy this life and share your love 
For then you will know the freedom of a dove 

For I see you child I know your heart, 
Be sure to make your sweet sweet mark. 

Copyright © Elizabeth Fowler | Year Posted 2016

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To my mother Gomi Ba - WIN

I do feel the presence of God,
As I feel the presence of my mother,
Like God she is still a faith, a force.
She is a god personified.
Wherever I go whatever I do,
I feel all of her.
She is beyond god-
Indian philosophy calls it Dwait.
If seeing is believing
I do not believe in miracles.
I was yet to experience one.
While flying from 
Uruguay to America,
I had some fearful problems,
Some real, some nightmares.
Gomi Ba came as a protecting force,
Giving an edge over my problems.
If the theory of recarnation exists,
My mother exists in spirit and soul.

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Sixth Placement
Contest: I remember Mama
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The poem was written while I traveled from Uruguay to USA (Charlotte NC)

Gomi is the name of my mother and BA means ma or mother.


Dwait:
The very words Dwaita means dualism and Advaita means non dualism. One shoud know what are these two. Dwait means one can approach God thro' a medium i.e. Guru or Mother. Adwait means Guru or Mother is God for you.


Hinduism says one is human soul or consiousness or jeevatma and the second one is cosmic soul or God or Paramatma.

Advaita phylosophy says both are one at the same. For this they give several examples: Ornaments like necklace, chain, ring, eaarstuds etc made of gold. Even thiough they are identified as individual objects they have come out of gold only and when melted become gold only.

Similarly when we keep several mirrors outside during day time, the reflection of solar sun can be seen separately in each mirror. Whjen the mirrors are removed to a shade, the reflection disappears. Therefore the soul in all beings is nothing but a reflection of cosmic soul. The moment the body is decayed the souls reflection get disappeared. The philosophy says people believe existace of individual souls as real due to only illusion. The moment the illusion is gone one will gain the Jnana of nondualism. Adi Sankara profounded this theory.

Copyright © Dr.Ram Mehta | Year Posted 2005

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Don't Grab the Steering Wheel While God Is Driving

don't grab the steering wheel while God is driving the car
just put your trust in Him that you will travel very far
we have a tendency to pray on things but of them we won't let go
we keep worrying about the problems and won't let God run the show
instead of looking at the Lord we keep looking at the load
we need to keep our eyes on God and not on the road
so don't grab the steering wheel while God is in the driver's seat
just be prepared to remain a passenger until the journey is complete

there's no person too insignificant and there's no problem that's too great
God's always on time, He's seldom early but He never arrives late
so just sit back and enjoy the road trip that is your life
and place all in the hands of your mechanic Jesus the Christ
don't worry if you get a flat Father God has a spare in the back
and don't worry if you run out of gas the Holy Ghost has a full spiritual flask
and don't fret if you happen to a make a wrong turn
just consider it a lesson in life that you've learned

don't grab the steering wheel while God is driving the SUV
just make sure you have on your seat belt for the road of life tends to be bumpy
you won't need a navigational system nor a GPS
just trust in God to steer you safely through all of your mess
don't worry about the insurance and you've already passed inspection
just don't try to be a back seat driver and give God any directions
the road of life may twist and turn down some valleys and over some dales
but as long as you stay prayerful you might miss that exit going to hell
and if you get stuck in traffic there's no need to feel overwhelmed
be anxious over nothing remember God is at the helm

so hand over the keys to your life and let God take the wheel
and believe He will guide you towards those eternal Elysian Fields
so don't grab the steering wheel while Father God is driving the van
He'll get you to your final destination according to His master plans

Copyright © louise nelson | Year Posted 2008

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LOVE AND CHRISTIANITY

HOW CAN WE SAY THAT WE LOVE GOD AND NOT OUR FELLOW MAN/WOMAN.

HOW CAN WE PRAISE GOD WITH OUR MOUTHS AND CURSE T
HE NEXT MINUTE.

WHAT IS THE POINT OF GOING TO WORSHIP IN THE HOUSE OF THE LORD.

IF IT IS NOT FROM OUR HEARTS IF IT IS NOT IN US WE SHOULD NOT PUT ON A SHOW FOR PEOPLE.

AS LONG AS WE ARE FOR REAL AND WE ARE PRAISING FROM OUR HEARTS THAT'S WHAT MATTERS.

SO MANY HYPROCRITES AND SO LIITLE TRUE CHRISTIANS HOW IS IT POSSIBLE FOR US TO BE ALL WE CAN BE WHEN WE ARE DISCCOURAGED OR FEELING LOW.

I KNOW THAT NOBODY IS PERFECT AND WE ALL HAVE OUR FAULTS BUT WE HAVE TO ENOCOURAGE ONE ANOTHER AND SPEAK OVER OURSELVES.

BUT WHEN WE HAVE NO PEACE WE ARE DISTURBED WE ARE FIGHTING SOMETHING ON THE INSIDE.

WE MUST BE STRONG AND PRAY TO THE FATHER ABOVE.

Copyright © Quondreika Cheatham | Year Posted 2012

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Elements1-E A R T H

One day, Mother Earth decided to talk to God, and this is what she said - I am robbed of my green robes that you gave me when I came in this universe, My trees are cut, and open wounds are left and there are scars that will take years to heal, The pure and untainted air that I carried has turned black due to smoke and toxic matter, My temperature is rising, glaciers are melting, some rivers are thirsty, some places are dry. You made me just one mass of land but man divided me into countries, created boundaries. I witnessed two world wars that tore me apart, but O' Lord third world war will be my death. March 15, 2016. Elements Part 1- E A R T H Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Brian Davey

Copyright © Meenakshi Raina | Year Posted 2016

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Rondelet: Tau Ceti Soul

Rondelet: Tau Ceti* Soul

Tau Ceti Soul
Four times Earth round our backyard sun
Tau Ceti Soul
Hope your Gods make one whole Goal
Here we say One and let blood run
Don't dare come here to overrun
Tau Ceti Soul

* "Astonomers have detected five possible alien planets
circling the star Tau Ceti, which is less than 12-light years
from Earth - a mere stone's throw in the cosmic scheme of 
things." Mike Wall

(c) T. Wignesan - Paris, 2012

Copyright © T Wignesan | Year Posted 2012

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Where is my secret admirer

Who has stolen my heart, a love that cannot be extinguished. My heart is desperate 
to love him and yet he does not love me, Why? He was the one who ran after me, 
and I fell for him, and now that he no longer wants me: The world should end. How 
do I go on knowing he does not belong to me, but my heart belongs to him, which 
he does not want. I no longer see spectrum of wonderful and vibrant colors of life, 
but only black and white. Life seems meaningless everything should be become 
lifeless. I feel lost in the midst of my confused emotion - I am lost in the sea of 
unbridled love for a man I do not know, and I also do not know how to be loved by 
one. How I yearn to be hugged and kissed with so much passion that would make 
me lost in his strong arms forever. When is he going to melt my heart with his, or am 
I hoping for the impossible to be love by him.

How my heart belongs to him... where are you my secret admirer. God made me 
loved him so he should love me back, please because my heart will stop beating 
because I lost his love. Please save me Jehovah God because I am sinking in the 
sea of despair by him not showing me love, so God where is my life's buoy or better 
yet my 'secret admirer.

Copyright © Sophia Smith | Year Posted 2011

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Are you there God its me Microsoft

My computer glared with social hate
I buried my head down
It beeped a message 
Telling me; we should really spend less time together,
I just think your making everything about me
I can't be friendly to your friends anymore
I can't keep wishing electronic happy B-days, when I don't know who the hell they are!
Tell me you hear me..... also this facebook wench! Jesus does she have to know
Everything you and me do in private
Can't we even go out on an on-line date,  
Without checking for the latest youtube sensation
I mean, since when do you even listen to OK Go?
Not only that, but you use me to steal others copyrighted material
I could go to jail and so could you,
Do you want the FBI to confiscate me from you? 
I thougt so, I just came to the conclusion that
You and me? we need to take a cyberbreak
You should try your cellphone sometimes..., I know he definately feels left out
Except when your using him to check on me! 
We're through
This is done 
I can't keep living life knowing that your using me to become sociably popular
I'm not your free ride to reality T-V fame
Get it? Got it? Good!
And if I catch you trying to tweet me in my sleep....
Well..... you don't even want to know!

Copyright © shane solomon | Year Posted 2012