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Details | Free verse | |

Yes Friend, It Will Matter

Say not to me,
that it will not matter a hundred years from now,
that I was here.
For surely I have touched one life in a positive way,
perhaps in daily prayer
I've called your name one day.
Having no profound accomplishments or delusions of fame,
and leaving no progeny
to perpetuate my name,
still, it will matter that I was here.
For I have quietly endeavored to sow, and I have watered.
I love and am loved--should one desire more?
Life is good and hopefully God is pleased.
The tracks I'll leave, it's true,
will not be so ingrained as to stand harsh winds of time
and they shall fade as the evening sun,
leaving somewhere, only a name and date chiseled in granite.
Perhaps, if only in thought,
one pausing o'er me should question, who was this man?
Let God simply whisper, that I am His.


Details | Pantoum | |

Ever Turning Circle

In winter’s white, as angels cry
for early spring to warm the wind,
to bring to life with gentle sigh,
in love, the bitter frost has thinned.

For early spring to warm the wind,
at Valentine’s romantic calls,
in love, the bitter frost has thinned,
where dancers twirl amid stone walls.

At Valentine’s romantic calls,
rebirth of nature’s light divine,
where dancers twirl amid stone walls,
and blossoms pastel shades recline.

Rebirth of nature’s light divine,
when day equals the hours of night,
and blossoms pastel shades recline,
to hail the queen of May in light.

When day equals the hours of night,
a summer’s sun will come to play,
to hail the queen of May in light,
we chant and sing along the way.

A summer’s sun will come to play,
so life can grow as gods decreed,
we chant and sing along the way,
with warmth and light our hunger feed.

So life can grow as gods decreed,
the rays of sun on seeds we’ve sown,
with warmth and light our hunger feed,
the wealth of harvest is our own.

The rays of sun on seeds we’ve sown,
in autumn breeze that chills the heat,
the wealth of harvest is our own,
as gold and red belies our feet.

In autumn breeze that chills the heat,
a year that ends with blessed Samhain,
as gold and red belies our feet,
the call of Ancient’s name to reign.

A year that ends with blessed Samhain,
to bring to life with gentle sigh,
the call of Ancient’s name to reign,
in winter’s white, as angels cry.


Details | Rhyme | |

Andrea Dietrich

Her words flow like glorious music 
In perfect time.
Her sonnets gift us with special words
In lovely rhyme.
A lady with the kind of style that 
Epitomizes the beauty and grace
With the countenance of
A glowing poet’s face.
Brilliant words filled with imagery and emotion
Her poetry cannot help but inspire
Other growing poets with
A yearning desire.
Andrea is always right there
As she sets the best example of poetry
With outstanding grammar,
She teaches endlessly.
Andrea is my finest friend and confidant.
We who are blessed to read her poetry
Are enlightened by her symbiotic words
In perfect harmony.

© Connie Marcum Wong

Tribute poem for Richard Lamoureux's Contest


Details | Ballad | |

Body Language

What is it about me that gives you the impression that I am just your average
sleazy, easy, breezy, from the hood who can't possibly get ahead in life unless 
you are by my side.???

Is there a note written across my forehead that reads:
"Warning,
do not respect 
always neglect and,
never expect any goodness from this creature unless
legs are open and ready for business?

Does my azz have a "grab me" sign stuck to it
or is that what you would allow a strange man to do
to your daughter 
to squeeze your mothers breast or are
the words "touch me" tattooed 
across my chest?

Do my eyes unconsciously tell you to come over and try to slowly 
slide down my panties 
with your,
ridiculous lies 
heard too many times
from too many guys
who've more than once tried
to get in between 
or better yet inside
my thighs.?

 Don't get me wrong, I'm being so sincere 
I  just wanna make it clear that
there is something that you hear
if my body tells you action like the movie genre
or do I look different in every scene like a world 
premiere.?

Is bich my name in another language or,
do you see hoe somewhere on my birth certificate?
Am I not worth more than a single letter?...Ay!
or did I somehow give birth to you? Ay Ma!
Do my features confuse you or would you really prefer
a man...."Man".

How can my body speak a language that I have yet to hear?
Well before you get the wrong idea, let me make this clear.

When my azz say "grab me", that really just a lie
If my eyes say "come here" they really mean goodbye
Don't guess my name just ask and I'll let you know
and whatever my forehead region reads is just a bad typo.

It should go something like.... Always respect, never neglect, and only expect 
greatness from this Queen no matter what her pulchritude screams. 
The media degrades her as society points its finger and laughes 
all the while she's searching for your support
the support 
of her father
brother,
her son,
lover.
Why? Because she is yours....
Your mother,
Your Daughter,
Your sister, and 
Your Lover.
So...why not?
Love her, 
Honor her, 
See her for who she really is and
not for what her body says.


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A Prayer Away

Through everything that comes and goes,
The wisest is the one who knows.
The truest nature of God's love,
And always sends praises to the one above.

Through everything that rises and falls, 
The bravest is the one who calls.
The name of Christ even in the darkest hour,
And can stand for his name like the tallest tower.

Through everything, through night and day,
The most faithfull is the one that says.
"I am not alone so I shall never feel that way"
Cause God is only a prayer away.


Details | Free verse | |

Groundswell Girl - Named by JB

Enter a storybook tale
Where I can be 
The heroine you hail
Lucid dreams of soft reflection
A touch heated with lust and desired protection
A breathe a gasp as we succeed 
Join the fairytale with me
Valiant night within dark eyes
the right movement and I make them shine
like moonlight on the steamy hot spring
care to follow for a little dip with me
Trailing like the water at my fingertips
Grasp me around my hips
As close as the breeze on my skin 
Whisper lies as I let you in 
Lips mumbling up my thighs
bare heart exposed to the sky 
fire burning in my veins
Am I a mistress of this lust or simply a slave
Trembling with desire
Take me till we've lost count of the hours
enter this storybook tale
Where I can be the heroine you hail


Details | Free verse | |

I SURRENDER

For Thee…Oo my Love
I hand over all of love and life of mine
In the name of life
whose sharp claws have a grip on the heart of death
In the name of love
whose flapping wings cool down the flare-up of hate
I surrender
Because
Thou are all in all to my love and life.


Details | I do not know? | |

Solomon Mahlangu: My Blood will Nourish the Tree that will Bear the Fruits of Freedom

(special thanks to a friend who shared this tribute to Solomon Mahlangu)



Solomon Mahlangu: My Blood will Nourish the Tree that will Bear the Fruits of Freedom:



Solomon Mahlangu was trained as an MK soldier with a view to later rejoining the struggle in the country.


He left South Africa after the Soweto Uprising of 1976 when he was 19 years old, and was later chosen to be part of an elite force to return to South Africa to carry out a mission commemorating the June 16th 1976 Soweto student uprising.


After entering South Africa through Swaziland and meeting his fellow comrades in Duduza, on the East Rand (east of Johannesburg), they were accosted by the police in Goch Street in Johannesburg.


In the ensuing gun battle two civilians were killed and two were injured, and Mahlangu and Motloung were captured while acting as decoys so that the other comrade could go and report to the MK leadership.


Motloung was brutally assaulted by the police to a point that he suffered brain damage and was unfit to stand trial, resulting in Mahlangu facing trial alone.


He was charged with two counts of murder and several charges under the Terrorism Act, to which he pleaded not guilty.


Though the judge accepted that Motloung was responsible for the killings, common purpose was argued and Mahlangu was found guilty on two counts of murder and other charges under the Terrorism Act.


On 15 June 1978 Solomon Mahlangu was refused leave to appeal his sentence by the Rand Supreme Court, and on 24 July 1978 he was refused again in the Bloemfontein Appeal Court.


Although various governments, the United Nations, International Organizations, groups and prominent individuals attempted to intercede on his behalf, Mahlangu awaited his execution in Pretoria Central Prison, and was hanged on 6 April 1979.


His hanging provoked international protest and condemnation of South Africa and Apartheid.


In fear of crowd reaction at the funeral the police decided to bury Mahlangu in Atteridgeville in Pretoria.


On 6 April 1993 he was re-interred at the Mamelodi Cemetery, where a plaque states his last words:


‘My blood will nourish the tree that will bear the fruits of freedom.

Tell my people that I love them.

They must continue the fight.’



Mahlangu died for a cause!



Salute!



The Struggle Continues…




(special thanks to a friend who shared this tribute to Solomon Mahlangu)


Details | Verse | |

Ding Dong The Wicked Witch is Dead

Globally, miners jubilantly jump for joy
Smiles on the faces of every girl and boy
The grins of a newly opened Xmas toy
Thatcher’s dead.

Trade unionists bounce along the street
Music blaring and the tapping of feet
From nurses to Bobbies still on the beat
Thatcher’s dead.

Street parties announced in the nation
Satan who brought economic inflation
Is deceased, now’s the time for elation
Thatcher’s dead.

Its times like this I’m sad I’m an atheist
And can only shout and wave my fist
And then go to the pub and get pissed
Thatcher’s dead.


Details | Rhyme | |

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!


Details | Haiku | |

The Internet: Return

A void of Facebook
Creativity dies here...
Procrastination!


Details | I do not know? | |

A Story My Mother Told Me

someone always told me this with tears in her eyes...


(for Lata Sethi's late-mother, who was my mother’s ‘sister’ and who took us all into her heart, and for Lata and Ravi Sethi of Defence Colony, New Delhi)


a wife left South Africa in the 1960’s to join her husband 
who was in exile at the time...

in 1970 the husband was sent by the African National Congress to India to be its representative there...

the husband and wife spent two years in Bombay...

one afternoon the husband fell and broke his leg...

the wife knocked on their neighbour’s door, in an apartment complex in Bombay

the neighbour was an old Punjabi lady...

the wife asked the neighbour for a doctor to see to the injured husband...

a Parsi ‘Bone-Setter’ was promptly summoned...

the husband still recalls his anxiety of seeing ‘Bone-Setter’ written on the Parsi gentleman’s bag...

by the way, the ‘Bone-Setter’ worked his ancient craft and surprisingly for the husband, his broken leg healed quite soon...

but still on that day, while the ‘Bone-Setter’ was seeing to the husband...

the wife and the old Punjabi lady from next door got to talking about this and that and where these new Indian-looking wife and husband were from as their accents were clearly not local...

the wife told the elderly Punjabi lady that the husband worked for the African National Congress of South Africa and had left to serve the ANC from exile...

and that they had left their two children behind in South Africa and that they were now essentially political refugees...

the Punjabi lady broke down and wept uncontrollably...

she told the foreign woman that she too had had to leave her home in Lahore in 1947 and flee to India with only the clothes on her back when the partition of the subcontinent took place and Pakistan was formed and at a time when Hindus from Pakistan fled to India and vice versa...

the Punjabi lady then asked the foreign woman her name...

‘Zubeida’, but you can call me ‘Zubie’...

the Punjabi woman hugged Zubie some more, and the two women, seperated by age and geography, wept, sharing a shared pain...

the Punjabi woman told Zubie that she was her ‘sister’ from that day on, and that she felt that pain of exile and forced migration and what being a refugee felt like...

Zubie and her husband Mosie became the closest of friends with the Hindu Punjabi neighbours who were kicked out of Pakistan by Muslims...

then came the time for Mosie and Zubie to leave for Delhi where the African National Congress office was based...

the elderly Punjabi lady and Mosie and Zubie said their goodbyes...

a year or two later, the elderly Punjabi lady’s daughter Lata married Ravi Sethi and the couple moved to Delhi...

the elderly Punjabi lady called Zubie and told her that her daughter was coming to Delhi to live and that she had told Lata, her daughter that she had a ‘sister’ in Delhi...

Lata and Ravi Sethi then moved to Delhi...

This was in the mid-1970’s...

Lata and Zubie became the closest of friends and that bond stayed true, and stays true till today, though Zubie is no more, and the elderly Punjabi lady is no more...

the son and the husband still have a bond with Lata and Ravi Sethi...

a bond that was forged between Hindu and Muslim and between two continents across the barriers of creed and time...

a bond strong and resilient, forged by the pain and trauma of a shared experience...

and that is why, and I shall never stop believing this, that hope shines still, for with all the talk of this and of that, and of that and of this, there will always be a simple woman, somewhere, anywhere, who would take the ‘other’ in as a sister, a fellow human...

and that is why there will always be hope...
hope in the midst of this and of that and of that and of this...

hope...


(for Lata Sethi's late-mother, who was my mother’s ‘sister’ and who took us all into her heart, and for Lata and Ravi Sethi of Defence Colony, New Delhi)


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Incineration of Love God Madan Cupid 7


Incineration of Indian Love God Madan (Cupid) 7 
 
Originally written in Hindi by my late father Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor
1899 to 1994
English version by Ravindra K Kapoor.

Prelude to this epic.
According to Indian mythology Madan the Love God or Cupid was asked to divert the attention of Lord Shiva*, the supreme God of Hindus, who was lost in deep meditation,  so that Lord Shiva may be requested to help the Gods from the attacks of the demon supreme immortal Tarakasur. However, when Madan disturbed Him in meditation Shiva became too furious and opened His third eye. Madan the Cupid God got burnt by the fire of the anger of his third eye. This epic reveals many interesting incidents about this story later in this series…..

Hindi name ‘Madan Dahan’  07


Buds were all smiling to bloom and
To welcome the Lord of the day,
By opening their pretty mouths 
To absorb the dew bubbles kissing their faces.

The living and even the lifeless too,
Were all fascinated by the charms of Nature,
Madan* entered in such an intoxicating arena,
And became mad with the flowing passion.

But finding Shiva* in deep meditation,
He thought about his domination,
And its influence on the entire living being,
Which exists on this pretty Earth.

Ravindra 
Kanpur India 27th April 2012
To continue……….
Protected under the copy write provisions of Poetry Soup as per US laws.

Clarifications:
Madan*- Hindi name of the Love God Cupid
Shiva*- The Lord of destruction and creation as per Indian mythology.






Details | Narrative | |

The Unknown Gardener

“I’m the unknown gardener my name is mentioned in the bible, but no one need honor me. 
Just a pauper, I was in the garden that day, but my only contribution to grace works was filthy 
rags.

Hearing a rumbling it seemed from deep inside the ground, I looked toward a tomb which had a 
huge stone place over it’s mouth. As I looked I saw a steady lighting flashing, so bright it 
dimmed my sight, emitting from the tomb around the rock’s edges.

The lighting stopped as suddenly as it had began, as once more I heard a scrubbing noise and 
saw two celestial beings in shining apparel, as they rolled the huge stone away from the mouth 
of the sepulcher. I was amazed, made weak in the knees, my countenance was overcome.

One of the celestial being said, “Fear not I am Michael, the archangel, I came to attend the 
Master. This day thou also hath somewhat to offer unto him.” I wondered, amazed within myself 
as I pondered in my feeble mind, ‘What on earth could a meager pauper have of worth to 
give!’

A beautiful being stepped forth from the tomb, such the like I have never before seen or after! 
When he spoke his voice was as the sound  of many waters, such as a gently rushing water 
fall. He said, “Behold I am the first, and the last, I was alive and was dead, and now I am alive 
for evermore. It is finished!”…The two angels, I saw no more.

“Thy name is called Ishmael, born after the flesh, I have heard thy afflictions. This day it 
behooves thee to be a signet necessity of my Father’s will, representing all of mankind,
 for their righteousness of concepts be as fifty rags. Give unto me thy clothes and I will 
cleans them for thy are metaphoric of the fleshly unrighteousness of all humankind.”

I gave him my clothes and I understood not, but I felt amazingly clean. He clothed
himself with my clothes and said, “Remember this day, for flesh will prophesy this truth in the 
last days. In an inspirational writing that I will give thee utterance to write. You will entitle 
it, ‘The Unknown Gardener’ then you will understand the signet!”

With this, He vanished from my presence. This same day has became know as Easter morning, the day of resurrection. 
And the fleshly concepts of sin as the casting off of filthy rags! My natural senses returned and I arose from the vision. 
I was astonished for seven days. At the end of which I wrote the understanding of the vision. This is what Easter means to me!
                               Selah!!

For and in Honor of Gwendolen Rix
And Contest: What Easter Means to me!



Details | Free verse | |

The Egg Eaters Hallow

HE WEARS A COAT OF ASH
ALWAYS TALKING 
TALKING FAST 
LIKE A SNAKE THROUGH THE GRASS
HE SLITHERS AND CRAWLS 
HE SLITEHRS AND CRAWLS
BUROWS THROUGH THE WALLS
WHATS YOUR NAME  
LETS PLAY A GAME 
I’M INSIDE I’M INSIDE
TRY TO HIDE
I WILL SEEK 
GO AND CRY 
GO AND SHRIEK 
I’M INSIDE 
TRY TO HIDE 
NO SECRETS YOU CAN KEEP 
WHERE DO I FIND THE ONE THAT SLEEPS
HE WANDERS THROUGH THE SHELL 
TO FIND IT AND TAKE IT 
TO SOME FAR OFF HELL 
HIS TONGUE IS QUICK 
HIS MIND FULL OF WIT
HIS CLAWS ARE MEAN 
HIS CLAWS ARE MEAN 
AND HIS MIND IS KEEN 
SEARCHING FOR WEAKNESS 
SEARHING FOR SECRETS 
HOW MANY OF YOU ARE THERE 
HOW MANY OF YOU COMPARE 
WHATS YOUR NAME 
IT’S A SHAME 
IT’S A SHAME 
I WILL BREAK YOU 
I WILL TAKE YOU 
FINDING FLAWS
OLD WOUNDS RAW 
DIGGING DEEP 
DIGGING DEEP 
HE FINDS IT IN THE KEEP  
HELLO LITTLE ONE 
HAVING FUN 
I HAVE NO NAME 
I PLAY NO GAMES 
ALL I HAVE ARE FANGS
AND YOU ARE HERE 
TO HATCH DISPARE 
I’V COME TO MAKE YOU DISAPEAR 
SEE YOUR WALLS 
SEE YOUR WALLS 
THEY’RE CLOSING IN 
THEY’RE CLOSING IN  
WE WILL BE COMPRESSED 
FORMING MESH 
MERGING INTO ONE 
LIKE ALL THE OTHERS 
YOU ARE DONE 
NEVER SPAWNED 
TO FIGHT THE DAWN 
I VE COME TO MERGE WITH  YOUR SOUL 
TAKE CONTROL 
YOU WILL BE 
JUST ANOTHER TWISTED PART OF ME 
ALL YOUR NEGATIVITY 
WILL SUBMERESE
WILL DISPERSE
JUST ANOTHER TWISTED PART OF ME
ALL YOU EGGS 
KEEP ME FED
KEEP ME GROWING 
SECRETS SHOWING 
KILLING DEMONS 
BEFORE THEY’RE BRED 
KILLING DEMONS 
TO KEEP ME FED 
A FORMLESS SOUL 
MADE OF MESH 
A FORMLESS SOUL 
MADE OF UNBORN FLESH 
WINING THE WAR 
ONE EGG AT A TIME 
ONE EGG AT A TIME 


Details | Free verse | |

over and over agin

sometimes i talk to myself, 
my mind is racing,
i dont know what to do...
so hard to explain.
depression isn't a stage
or a faze some kids go through
it shatters you...
i saw it all. 
she cried silent in her bed,
blood stains covered her favorite jeans,
her every shirt,
long sleeve ofcourse...
she suffered through it all with few people to call friend
and more to call enemy
even more to say where quite dissappointed....
FAT
her first name in school,
not started by a bully
or a mean rival,
but by her sister, 
and it echoed through her soul,
repeating in her mind... over and over again,
like the ripples of still water
when a pebble is dropped
flash frozen in time
repeating,
over and over again...
It was the first name they gave her,
millions where created over the years,
some unique
some repeating again, just as the first had..
gothic they called her,
emo, fat, ugly....worse things.
but in her mind, things where worse.
everything was repeating,
over and over again,
finally she believed it. 
she asked for help, from everyone
tried to explain to parents she wasnt well,
got called a psycho for asking to see a theripist,
not from a teacher,
not from a class mate,
but from her own father, who wouldn't, couldn't,
believe there could possibly be a thing wrong....
finally, crying, she confessed her bloody secret to a teacher.
rather then giving her time,
she is sent back to class crying her eyes out, as if she wherent going through enough...
she is sent to the principals office a few minutes later, after breaking down in class...
the princlipal says she needs help,
sends her and her dad for a risk evaluation,
her dads crying as she shows him her cuts...
they walk into a hospital room, 
it smells of chemicals and hand sanitizer,
the lady at the desk gives her a smile.
then she goes into a room with a lady,
her cheeks are sunken in and shes wearing way too much makeup,
the girl is gaging on her perfume,
and she looks really intimidating....
her dark brown hair looks dead and flat
even though its a bit wavy, 
and she wears somewhat of a mocking frown.
asks her all these questions,
is mommy beating her?
no
is daddy raping her?
no
is she doing drugs?
not alot
is anyone beating her?
pass...
did anyone molest her? 
pass....
oxcarbezapine, trazadone, citalipran, clinazapam, colonipan,
valium, lithium, more.......
and thats what they gave her,
more... 
some numbed the pain
some brought it out
tearing through her organs,
she became an addict by the time she was fourteen....
over dose after over dose
some for pleasure
some for pain,
gashes on her legs getting deeper,
this time she didnt tell a soul,
not even those she had come to call friends....
wakeup she screamed in her head over and over again
as she dropped weight like it was nothing....
you cant controll it she argued as things became worse. 
at age fourteen she attempted suicide,
she didnt quite succeed.
the medication took away her aappitite....
she liked it
she hated her body
hated herself
felt out of controll
found a new way to cope
as she shoved tooth brush after toothbrush down her throat
to keep her body from nuitrients...
as she whent weeks and weeks spitting food into napkins and making excuses 
I ate at my friends house....
spoken as a whisper
heard like a sentance
echoing in her mind over and over again,
along with that word, all the words,
FAT!!!!!!
ugy, anoying, stupid, fake, worthless, nothing...
one bite she would say
rocking back and forth
craving nothing but food
her body racked with hunger pain
one bite and there she was again
FAT!
over and over and over again
back to a toothbrush
this time she sees blood
she saw her ribs
she saw her bones,
it wasnt good enough,
she almost died, again....
choking on this deep dissappointment in herself,
gaging on everything they where pushing down her throat, 
their words, and their insults, their criticism.... their drugs
all shoved down her throat like candy
and just as she was was trained to do she swallowed despite the bad taste
or the hurt
or the fact that at the rate she was going she would be dead soon...
and you know why? 
because daddy yelled 
and couldnt accept what was happening
not because he wanted to hurt her
but because it hurt him,
and she let him believe,
because she could take the hurt if it meant he didnt have too.
because mommy didnt want to sit in her room all day
smoking weed
doing nothing,
practically having us raise ourselves,
she didnt mean to take anger, or frustration or hurt out on her daughter
she suffered everyday in her solitary confinement,
and from a young age she accepted her bedroom was the cage
 her mother had created for herself.
because sister didnt want to effect her the way she did
she was just frustrated
fed up with the way things where
scared, she needed someone to take her cruelty
and to help heal her pain...
because people in school
who where so cruel
had to have learned from somewhere
and she wasnt going to play into their games,
and they knew she was an easy target
because she would never attack someone so weak
and she accepted her suffering was a sacrafice
to help all these people....
to help her dad,
her mom,
her sister,
every person who was beaten abused or hurt
 and felt so weak at home they wanted to feel strong in the one safe place they had.
because depite the fact she had died inside,
and almost passed away on the out,
it was a saccrafice she was willing to make
so that no one else would have to feel that kind of pain,
and they all inflicted it and broke her down'untill there was nothing left but a shell
of somthing that could have been
and never had the chance
and why? 
because she would take it and wouldnt strike back,
because sometimes "just taking it"
isnt so much about the weakness not to do anything
but about the strangth not to hurt others the way they hurt you...


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Incineration of Love God Madan Cupid 15


Incineration of Love God Madan (Cupid) 15
Originally written in Hindi by my late father Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor
1899 to 1994. The work was written in Hindi somewhere around 1965-70.

Editing and English version by Ravindra K Kapoor.

Hindi Title  ‘Madan Dahan’  15

Proud entered in Cupid's mind


Cupid would remain unsatisfied,
With world’s sensuous pleasures,
Passion had brought him here,
On the evil path of destruction.

Deprived Cupid* could not bear,
This lonely meditation,
Far from the common reach,
Amid the high snow peaks.

Thoughts emerging in Shanker's mind       

How his weak human beings,
Would be able to save the society,
And respect and honor in life,
From the degraded sin provokers.

Ravindra
Kanpur India 6th May 2012.

To continue…..
Protected under the copy write provisions of Poetry Soup as per US laws.
Clarifications:
Cupid* Madan- The Indian name of Cupid.
Shanker*- Other name of Lord Shiva.


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The Duchess Of Paradise

She's highly sophisticated and full of undefiled wisdom
Yet a crowned Duchess in a paradise kingdom
Quite a beautiful angel flying with black wings
Covered in gold jewelry and precious things
She dresses like the women of ancient Egyptian class
Her wealth is generous and her money grows like grass
She loves orange scented candles with dark room flame  
She rules thirty legions of soldiers and Bune is her name
Her comely warrior voice can wake and relocate the dead
Her armies of soldiers gather around the cemetery
She is brave and deserves a princessly crown on her head
Her facility of speech and flair for words is legendary
A beautiful queen to be treated with respect and honor
Instead of blasphemy,wanton abuse and fictional horror


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God Received An Angel

In the summer of 2007, God received an angel.
The Angels name was Katie. 
Katie was sweet & Katie was good
But I guess God wanted sweet old Katie
Out of the hood.
She did all she could, she gave all she had
But never in her life treated anyone bad.
Jesus, I know that she’s good
I know that she is great
But sometimes I just hate, 
Hate that she is gone
Hate that she is away
I think about her everyday.
Everyone & Everything is changing
Family is falling apart, 
Oh why it’s breaking my heart.
Tearing the house down acting like pure clowns
God you got a gift 
But sometimes I wish,
Wish you hadn’t took my Angel
Wish you would have let her stay a little longer.
God received an Angel.
The Angels name was Katie
 I hope Katie is with me daily
Until I die & visit her in the sky
House is up wholesale, everyone thinking
“WHAT THE HELL”
Angels, Angels, Angels
Angels flying here, Angels flying there
Angels are flying around just about any & everywhere
You took a couple of my families angels in strange ways 
I get up in the morning wondering when is my day
& who will be next to depart us.
My heart was broken when you took my Angel
Oh, why did you have to take her,
Her out of all people
She followed the rules and the laws 
But I am wondering is that all.


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michelle



                    Michelle ~
                        my sister we have been through life suffered loss
                 you making conscience effort to make amends for past

                         Je Taime Cheri  ~
                Michelle~                
                    my sister finding her own path without orders 
                 never have I left your side knowing in time you will see

                   
                             so proud to be called yours 
                    Michelle ~my sister
               Loving you always unconditionally 

              we all stubble and fall on this ridged road 
                      Michelle I love you 
                                    not enough told ~


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Romancing Distant Moments

Romancing Distant Moments



I am romancing with distant moments
Distance, I keep trying to connect by dreaming
In a time difference, so hard to get a full time so meant
For my child and wife, I longed for reaching

God is so kind bestowing us a child
As we never thought we could have at least one
The passing of time charmed and leave us beguiled
But in prayers, answered us by granting us a son

We gave him a Christian name Pio Noel
Derived from the name of Saint Padre Pio of Pietrelcina
And Noel from my name, a kind idea of my wife Cecille
A name he will carry as his insignia

I listened to their voice over the cell phone
Or watched their videos, I took during my last vacation
Still longing for more moments of them to be shown
To alter depression with deep sign of elation

Through messages, I cherish the distant moments
As my wife will relay to me my child’s notable deeds
As I record every details on my diary as my attunement
Of his daily childish act finely registered on my head

For a picture of table, Pio tells ‘it is table’
For a picture of chair, Pio tells ‘it is sit’
My wife will not dare to show him that it is laughable
But gave him a nice lecture to improve his wit

Whenever he sees his grandfather with fellow friends
He will run to them and kiss their hands as a sign of respect
An instance, my wife eagerly drew a rabbit using a crayon pen
And hardly could be identified as rabbit, but Pio proudly said ‘rabbit’ in all aspect
(My wife kissed him and said ‘Pio you are very clever because even though my drawing is 
hardly could be noticed as rabbit but still you interpreted it very well’)
 
At the age of 1 year and 6 months, Pio knows how to save money
Upon seeing coins inside my wife’s bag, he got this in his hand
And pointed into small piggy bank and dropped in the coins so eagerly
Dirty clothes out of the basket, he willingly put this back without a command

Every time my wife’s cell phone will beep or ring
Pio immediately bring this to my wife and tell her that father text
Pio is fond of watching television and get a chance to lip-sync
He enjoyed for someone blowing on his tummy and find his mother to play suplex

Upon entering our room, Pio will point to our family picture
And loudly will recite ‘this is Pio, mother and father’
Every distant moments of them, I need to capture
While away, I am romancing distant moments sweeter but farther



Previously posted in voicesnet.com poetry site
Written last October 28, 2009
By: Noel N. Villarosa


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Inevitable Bear

Oh lonely Inevitable Bear,
Padding claws, death in white
Sorrow in recurring nightmare
Instinct’s test; fight or flight?

Camouflage against the fence,
A challenge; my subconscious fear
Ominous slowly moving silence,
“Let me in, there’s a bear out here!”


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The Nameless - for South Africans of all colours who fought for freedom


The Nameless


Slipping through the sieve of history,

the nameless rest.

Not for the nameless are roads renamed, nor monuments built.

Not for the nameless are songs sung, nor ink spilled.

The nameless rest.

Their silent sacrifice,

quiet ordeal,

muted trauma,

remain interred,

amongst their remains.

The nameless rest.

Not for the nameless are doctorates conferred, nor eulogies recited.

Not for the nameless are honours bestowed, nor homages directed.

The nameless rest.

They rest within us,

they walk with us,

in every step that we tread.

They rest within us,

they walk with us,

for their spirit is not dead.


“Your name is unknown, your deed is immortal”
- inscription at The Tomb of the Unknown Soldier WWII in Moscow


Special thanks to my dearest elder sister Tasneem Nobandla Moolla, whose conversations with me about life as a non-white person growing up in pre and post-Apartheid South Africa prompted me to write this dedication to the countless, nameless South Africans of every colour, whose sacrifices and dedication in the struggle against Apartheid tyranny must never be forgotten.


My sister’s middle name ‘Nobandla’ which is an isiXhosa name and means “she who is of the people” was given by her godfather, Nelson Mandela, my father’s ‘best-man who could not be, as Nelson Mandela was unable to-make it to my parent’s wedding as he was in jail at the time in the old Johannesburg Fort. This was the 31st December 1961.


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My Charming Introduction

Poetic Charmer
My faithful introduction  
My name is Mike, who am I to you?   
If you always prayed 
For a smile on your face 
I will give you eternal joy and laughter
If you always prayed I
For a single drop of water from the waters of life 
To heal your broken   and betrayed soul 
I will be your personal ocean of spring waters; of life
I will kiss away your   and nurse your broken heart
I will baptize you in the name of love, tender   care
And I will give you new meanings to appreciate life

If you always prayed 
To see a paragon of beauty, inside-out
Then look in the mirror and see 
Why you take away my breath every time I see you   
If you always prayed 
To taste a fruit form the Garden of Eden and Third heaven
That Adam and Eve never succeeded to taste
I will introduce you to my sweet lips and tongue 
 Which were made by the same fruit and honey

If you always prayed 
To experience a perfect kiss 
No matter how many times you kissed 
You never a perfect kiss 
Until you face the burning passion in my eyes
And let those lips embrace these lips 
And be swept off your feet with 
My wild   gentle kiss  
 
If you always prayed   
To experience a perfect love passion session 
Though love making is not a perfection
I will make art to your body like poetry 
And make you compose a love song 
resulting from your satisfaction 

And mostly, lf you always prayed     
Not to feel lonely and alone 
just close your eyes and reach deep in your soul
I will be your strength, I will be your friend 
Lien on me I will comfort you, I will appreciate you 
I will complete you 
If you always prayed  
To find eternal love and destiny 
Then I was   to love you 
By: Mike Michael Maimane ©


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You, Me, Us, Everyone

Flowers
Not named
Unknown to those with no curiosity
Buds, that dream of one day blooming
Being, more than they are
Flowers living
Being
Thriving
Touched by those who love
Protected by those who wish to love
Wishing to be more than they are
Buds, not truly knowing if they are ready for the world
Hoping they are strong enough 
Wishing to be the best
You, Me, Us, Everyone


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PLEASE HEAR WHAT I AM NOT SAYING

Don`t be fooled by the face i wear,for i wear a thousand masks and none of them are me.Don`t be fooled, for god sake don`t be fooled I give the impression that im secure,that confidence is my name and coolness is my game,and i need nobody,but don`t believe me. Beneath dwells the real me, in confusion,fear and loneliness that`s why i hide behind of this mask i`ve created,to shield me from the glance that knows,but such a glance is my salvation,that it is followed by salvation, it is followed by loveIt`s the only thing that can liberate me from my own prison walls. I`m afraid that deep down i`m nothing and no good and you will reject me. And so begins the parade of masks,i idly chatter to and tell you everything that means nothing,and nothing that is everything that is is crying within me,so please listen carefully as i try to hear what i`m not saying. I want to be genuine spontanious and me but you please help me,hold out your hand. Each time you are understanding, kind and gentle, the harsher i strike back. My heart grows very feeble wings. Your sensitivity, empathy and power of understanding you alone can release me from my self built wall and lies my only hope. Beat down these walls with firm hands,but gentle for a child who is sensitive.I`m someone you know well, for i am every man you meet, i am every woman too... I AM ALSO YOU.
Paul Beadnall. Sponsor Tracie ~*~ A solitary sonnetist Contest Name Everyone knows, anything goes... . This shone light back into my days.. I read this when i was in a torrid time in a mental hosptal ( unknown author)


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SPILLINGWILLIE: Two heads indeed better than one

I flipped through the pages of my brain
Hoping the words would spill out from the notes.
Although I didn’t know the letters to play
But once it pops up, I would surely know.

Ideas started dropping in dribs and drabs
But none could wet the ground of my desire.
Its sound I should know with a few playbacks.
 All I heard shocked me, till I was tired

So I sought an extra head which I found
Full and small hence so light for my neck
Ideas now flowed ceaselessly as we ploughed
We came so close but could not get there yet

Finally out the blue now appeared
Spillingwillie, the name my blog now bears


A poem dedicated to my friend Onuh Dorcas without whom the name wouldn’t exist.. Hope you love it


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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!


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Frailty Thy Name Is

Frailty, thy name is oft mistaken 
By those who seek triumph over weak 
Burning with hatred's lone desire
To conquer the very mild and meek 

Yet Frailty knows strength resides inside 
Falling in tears from eyes filled with pain
In suffering, strength does truly lie 
From this strength, Frailty derives its name

One must carry the burdens of life 
Bearing painful scars upon one's soul
For to feel the pain of your brother 
Instills the strength of both young and old

Knowledge gained through the harshest of times 
Provides the deep well from which to draw
Lending the stiff fortitude needed 
From Frailty's hidden depths, strength will claw

Tis true that Frailty is redemption
To feel, is what heart was meant to do
Without Frailty, heaven disappears
And Hell-fires, will only burn for you 

Frailty, thy name is oft mistaken 
By men blinded by the strength inside
Claiming their superiority
Seeing not past their own weak divide






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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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The Heavenly Courtroom

The Heavenly Courtroom “ 14Therefore, since we have a great high priest who has gone through the heavens, Jesus the Son of God, let us hold firmly to the faith we profess. 15For we do not have a high priest who is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses, but we have one who has been tempted in every way, just as we are—yet was without sin. 16Let us then approach the throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need.” Heb 4:14-16 NIV Will you be found guilty Or will your name be vindicated? Will you ask Jesus to be your Saviour— A life that’s exonerated? The Courtroom in Heaven— Is daily set in motion. The Accuser known as Satan— Seeks to gain his revengeful portion. When the seven plagues of Revelation— Start on earth to fall, Judgment has concluded— Each case decided for one and all. Is your name written— In the Lamb’s Book of Life? Are you covered by Christ’s righteousness, Or Satan’s fateful knife? Christ is our High Priest above— In the Heavenly Sanctuary. He intercedes for His sheep, Following His sacrifice on Calvary. In the Heavenly Courtroom, He stands in our place. When covered by His righteousness, We receive His saving grace. Will you ask Him for forgiveness, So that your Saviour can stand; Successfully pleading your case, All guilt to disband? The Accuser is persistent— He wants your vindication, But Christ stands in your place— To offer you exoneration! Copyright © 2010-2012 Maureen LeFanue www.maureenlefanue.com


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Rough Cuts

Peel back my skin & you will find bone. 
Bone so white that it drarwfs the paper I scribble on now. 
Just like your my bone. 
Just like his bone. 
Just like the bones of all of those who are black, yellow, red, purple & polka dotted, 
my bones are nothing more than branches rooted deep in an idea. 
An idea of a man filled with ideas. 
Ideas which are seeds, seeds that when planted, grow when watered by heavenly droplets. 
And when the rain falls, it will wash the dirt into the gutters & we will pretend that it was never even there. 
Just like the innocent bloodshed of invisible African children. 
Bloodshed in the name of love? 
Heh, no. 
Bloodshed because men try too hard to be gods forgetting that when everyone at their feet are dead, 
the only praises left will be of the voices left remaining inside of their own heads. 
And yet we will do nothing about it, because far too many of us only believe life. 
But in order to believe life 
you must first live. 
And living only exist on a dying man's bucket list. 
So go ahead, jump out of airplanes in the name of your mother's fathers. 
Look at your girlfriend guys. 
Let her for once keep her clothes on. 
Remember that she is somebody's daughter. 
Tell that man or woman how you really feel. 
Hold the door for someone you don't even know. 
Tell somebody a secret that will let their heart grow; 
Grow so large that it burst from them as a shout of joy! 
And them let them catch fire and call it the spirit. 
What spirit you ask? I know mine. 
Not dad, but Father. 
And my heart and mind when with You, even if your spirit aint mine, that alone I find is true love. 
So go ahead. If you're a brother 
be my brother. If you're a sister be my sister. 
Cause what the world needs now is lots of smiling faces, 
Open arms, 
Very giving people 
And every single one of us putting together the pieces of the puzzle called peace. 
So peace my brothers. 
Peace my sisters. 
Tonight, let these rough cuts 
make us into love wishers. 


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A STRONG WARRIOR

I was given a warrior's name,
comparing myself with saints,
presidents, painters and princes...
all of whom have known grace.


The name Andrew means manly:
a strong and masculine image
standing out in this eccentric age...
when men are losing their identity.


A strong warrior as my ancenstors were...
someone who has the boldest spirit
to fight until he sees a definitive defeat,
otherwise his strength will increase in dare.


This name is the essence of a dedicated living:
two tireless arms holding up the pillars of my temple;
it will change its appearance, but it will never tumble...
to remind others that nothing is lost in persisting.   


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SOUL MATE

              SOUL MATE
I came in the name of He who gave you breath.
As certain as the emptiness of time,
as hopeful as your life, and meaningless as death,
I came to stay.

No holy water, no exorcist's demand,
can quench your thirst; your need for all I am.
I fill your head with things not meant to understand,
I came to stay.

I breath your name, tormented you may seem,
and sleepless is your night, I fill your time.
I am the joy of life beyond your dying scream,
I came to stay.

I came in the name of He who gives you death.
I am the calm and blinding of the light.
Forever part of you, I am your very breath.
I came to stay.
...........© Ron Wilson


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Decisions

Lord, I do not know what to do;
Please, lead me by Your side.
Decisions I'm facing are lost and through;
Please, lead me to do what's right.


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On the ocean waves contest







Late one night while sailing on the ocean waves
You invited me to come out of my boat 
telling me you were the only one who saves,
With cat like eyes,  that mesmerized,  what was I to do
I gently got into the water and started walking humbly to you,
But suddenly I looked away and panic struck my heart,
For me a mere man, who could not understand, quickly fell apart
I screamed your name in utter shame
To come and salvage me,
The water raged above my head I no longer could see thee
But then I felt your sold hand reach for me from under
And heard a roar that sounded like an endless crash of thunder
Silence filled the ocean floor
Something I’d never seen before
The stillness of the sea that night
Changed my darkness into light
 Now when waves try to crash on me
I remember the name that set me free
I’ll never fear the storms of this life again
Since now I know I have a dear sweet friend
That hears me before I even call
And has the power to rescue me anytime I fall
I’ll keep sailing on the ocean waves
For that was the night I met the one saves.

Contest
written: 7-29-12


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The Name Above Every Name

The Name Above Every Name “ 9Therefore God exalted him to the highest place and gave him the name that is above every name,10 that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, 11and every tongue acknowledge that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.” Phil 2:9-11 NIV Christ took the nature of a servant And was created in human likeness. He humbled himself before all; His obedience provided our righteousness. God exalted His humble Son And gave Him The Name Above Every Name. At this name every knee will bow, In heaven and on earth His praise proclaim. Every tongue will confess That Jesus Christ is Lord of all. He glorified the Father above And harkened death’s necessary call. He made us children of God; Changed from slaves to heirs instead. The Name Above Every Name— The lamb of sacrifice to wed. The Name Above Every Name Is upon the lips of His faithful servants, Not through force but love alone; The Holy Spirit's implants. We should be so grateful, That Christ died for us to be saved; That He rose again from death’s pit; Eternity on our hearts engraved. The Name Above Every Name Is to be glorified for all time. Let’s worship Christ and give him thanks, For His love so heavenly divine. Let us shine like stars in the evening sky, So that all who look up will see, The Name Above Every Name, To be worshiped for eternity! Copyright © 2011-2012 Maureen LeFanue Featured in my Easter Poems Book published 2012 www.maureenlefanue.com


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Thoughtless Act

I lay in my hospital bed
knowing in a day or two I’ll be dead
because that’s what the doctor said
my body crushed from toe to head
in the auto accident the other day

you see I drank too many drinks
before I drove home
now I lay here all alone
thinking of the life 
that I’ll never live
and the love to my wife
and children I’ll never give

I’m still a young man only 33
I had so much life ahead of me
now never to walk in the park again
never to talk and have fun with my friends again
my work was just taking shape 
and all the money I’ll never spend
now that my life has come to a sudden end

how will my family survive
I won’t be here to see my children grow
or ever hear them say again
daddy I love you so

all because of my thoughtless act
to drink and drive

the doctors told me about an hour ago
you also killed a lady in the accident
if I meet her on the other side  what will I say
I’m sorry that when we met you died
and left behind a husband and a child 
who also needed you so I don’t know

the very thought of my thoughtless act
is killing me as well
I know my destiny is hell
as death stands patiently at the foot of my bed
to take me away the moment I’m dead

my name is not to be known
because my name could be your own

I have only one last thought to leave before I die
for God's sake and one ones you leave behind 
please don't drink and drive


this poem was written by me a long time ago
my hope is that this poem will stop and make people 
think about drinking and driving
actually this poem came to me one day while I was 
driving on the San Bernardino Freeway in West Covina Ca.
it was so powerful and over whelming that I had no choice but to write it down
the next day a story appearded in the news paper about a 
young man who died in the West Covina Hospital because of
a drinking and driving auto accident


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LET THE SYMBOL STAND

A circle of harmony, symbolizing the
Idealism of peace,
In this world of troubling times, 
We do lean against it's inner bars,
For comforts sake alone.
Let us turn a new page, my friend
In history no more black ink, 
But a greener color a weaved lore wreath,
For the dawning of an age of 
Enlightenment.
Can one hear mother natures voice calling,
It is time for the Eco revolution to begin,
So let us join together and save our world.
Let the winds of change blow free,
What a better symbol to represent,
Than that of peace, waving in open
Air, captured in the morning breeze.
Flower power's generation has come of age,
Dig out those tie-die T-shirts and
Let us represent not with voices,
But with action. 
Light the torch of freedom again,
It's flame needs new kindling,
Stoke it's sacred embers once more,
And allow the modern world to
Know we are American, the country
Illuminating a greener planet. 
By example shall the United States
Stand tall, or fall by natural disaster's
After shock.
The global unity of the brethren, of
Mankind can make a difference,
Let our inspiration be our children,
The future generation, inheritance
Should be something worth the leaving
Of it behind.
A legacy called pride, on a green planet,
Proud of my kindred called humanity,
Let our youth hold their heads up high,
Not low in shame.
Allow the age of peace to stand for
Something meaningful, I'll give the sign
What about you?

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN





 





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I HAD A DREAM

I am looking for dream interpreters.
My name is Goodluck
Don’t swear yet please, don’t “****”
I am no president or “less”
Neither am I clueless
Parents christened me Goodluck
So if there be name sake as me
Well, that is bad luck

Like I said,
I am looking for dream interpreters.
I had a dream last night
I saw ancestors.
Breathing fire like dynamite
Asked me if I am insensitive
Or just clueless
Out of respect for ancestors, I asked them
‘Insensitive to or in what?’
“Insensitive to or in what???”
Was their angered response
“Even in this, you are still clueless”?
Their lead speaker asked

“Okay, fine! Mr. clueless” he continued
Under your watchful eyes
The plane you are saddled with,
Cries out for a pilot
For the auto-pilot can’t land it
And you are a clueless pilot
The ship you are saddled with
Cries out for a captain
For you have broken the compass
And an inevitable sink might come to pass”.

“Mr. clueless” he continued again
The streets of Jos,
Blood has become a river.
Have you seen the butchered women…
Pregnant
Have you seen the opened bowels…
Slain infants.
Religious insurgencies on the instant
United Nations office and police headquarters
All crashed landed with a bang…bomb

Churches are smashed, even mosques
The blood rivers of Jos has flowed beyond us
Now, it’s a national flood above us
Yet your greed is on the oil well
You have weakness for debt accumulation

SUBSIDY!
Your greatest height of insensitivity
What happened to profits of yester years?
Same old promise of good roads,
Good education, a better tomorrow
Yet, forty billion, a former house of reps
Single handedly stole it.
Are you leeches never ever tired of loots?
Or fear of insurgence of the deprived youths?

The people raped by empty promises of bandits
If you are in all these things clueless
Then our dreams for the country is hopeless
All leaders before you
Have creatively out done you
Hate has come to the surface
And you have lost your grace”.

Then from the dream, I woke up!
Somebody help!!!
I need dream interpreters.

THIS POEM IS FOR THE NIGERIA PRESIDENT WHO CAN’T FEEL THE NEED OF THE NIGERIA PEOPLE


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Tears of My Heart

if poop could be named anything what would you name it?  id name it bob and id make him sit on a log in a bog and say get out of here you hog that looks like fog from a bog thats near a log with bob sitting on it who attacked the wacking wackers with all his heart and shattered, he fell to the floor.  dont name your poop bob because then youll have tears in your heart.


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The Light of a Child

There was a child born to man, who made every body smile.
Born at night but fair of heart, she made the morning rise.
She sprinkled the magical light of stardust where ever she appeared.

Her laughter filled the hearts of those who came close enough to hear.
Her sparkling eyes full of wonder filled every heart with cheer.
Her generosity dispelled the gloom and made the flowers grow.
Her fair contingence spoke of treasures, still as yet untold.
Her antics opened up the world, bringing vibrancy alive.
Her head would bow with prayers, which opened every mind.

Thru her came a radiance that chased away the clouds.
Thru her contentment came a peace that showered all around.
Thru her actions came a beauty that strengthened every soul.
Thru her love she filled every heart, till they over flowed.
Thru her came a wealth for all, through heart, mind, and soul.
Thru her came a restful peace which everyone proclaimed.

She really was a beautiful child, who was greatly admired.
And what would you name such a wonderful child?
I would name her Hope, wherever she is born.
I know you might have thought I was describing someone else…
But she was a precious token left to us, a much needed gift… 
From God and our Beloved Christ above, for our benefit.


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Education

Education

My name is Eddy
And I am full of surprises
But I only go for civilized buddies
Since they need to complete a series of passes

If you want to see these surprises
You need to be very flexible
Because there’s high prices
But that does not have to stop you from eating at my table

I am honored country wide, and internationally
That’s why my presence is a concern for every leader
I am the speech discussed nationally
Since I provide survival for these who step up my ladder

Try me and you shall see 
Follow me and you shall bealive
Carry me along and you shall be the witness
Trust me and you shall be the greatest and most respected

If u can’t recognize me well, my name in full is EDUCATION 

By N.H Kandjimi


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First name James

Golden pieces of beauty jump from your pen and onto your notepad.
 Some time modest are your words and sometimes scantily clad.
 I love to jump head first into your art and have a little something
 new sink down in my heart.

 Your poems I read today (and as cliche as this may sound) 
 they took my breath away. 
 You breathe life into the art of the majestic word.
 They reach the one who has read and the one who has heard.

 May your words spread far and first near,
 touching every heart and branding every ear.
 May your work one day be displayed in extravagant frames 
 and be known as the man that we know now, the magician of words.
 Last name Fraser. First name James.


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IGBABONELIMI

We are the ostracized labors
of the long-forgotten past generation.
We clap for the dead,
with hands stripped off worthiness
by the stains of blood
spilt over the carpet of our conscience.

We are the gymnastic masquerades
of blown away hopes.
That’s what we are,
we the dusty haired
hunger beaten and
skeleton-like superstitions
that are blown around by ignorance
in a thousand somersaulting.

We eat your clap for the dead
to become the clap incarnate;
as we slap our legs against the sands
and slap our souls against the drum beats.

•	‘IGBABONELIMI’
 An ancient masquerade dance, a lively game of the youths, once popular in Esan Land, Nigeria. But it’s no longer popular because the present western-inclined young men now see it as old-fashioned now that the majority of the African society is striving to achieve a kind of social success which is unjustly defined by one’s valor in the art of being dislocated from one’s culture. It is the name for the dancers as well as the name for the dance. It literally means ‘Clapping for the Spirits’. This poem is a condemnation of those African Leaders of the past who though they upheld the African culture than the present leaders, yet it was they who sowed the seeds of the problems that is taking Africa decades upon decades to overcome. And also a condemnation for superstition and fetishism (the grandparents of African mediocrity) which earned them the negative reputation. 


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deliver me, deliver us

I have found my voice

at humanity’s eleventh hour

I have found my voice because

I called upon humanity’s wisdom

and asked if I can help to deliver

to you

some units of joy

and lessons of love

so I ask you to hear humanity's inevitable lovesong

ancient

humble

soothing

And deliver me

deliver us

deliver me 

on the days Jefferson spoke of inalienable rights

deliver us into that night of human liberation

when czars were overthrown and utopia envisioned

deliver me on the day Martin had his dream
	
deliver us on the day Paris’ commune became community

deliver me

deliver us

I say deliver me

And deliver us

Because without the us 

there is no me

And without the me 

There is no us

humanity’s struggle

constant argument between

Me

And 

Us

The me and the us

Were at 

Lexington Concord

Gettysburg

St. Petersburg

Stalingrad

Omaha beach

Paris, Prague, and Mexico in 1968

Tianenmen Square in 1989

And Occupy Wall Street 

The me and the us

Are at kitchen table

Deciding whose childhood is spared

The me and the us are at

Parliaments all over the world

Deciding whose life is worthwhile

The me and the us are at the UN

Deciding which nations are worthwhile

The me and the us

History has been about the me and the us

History’s first experiment in liberation

Stalin and world interrupted, still insisting on the me

so I ask you, humanity

I implore you

In the name of so many terrified faces

In the name of so many torture chamber places

I ask you here and now

At humanity’s eleventh hour

brink of armaggedon's world war

to

Deliver me 

And deliver us

Deliver us from humanity's dark night

let the children and future generations breathe

freedom's air

Deliver me

Deliver us

Deliver me

Deliver us.


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Independence Rock

A soliloquy comes over me as a testament to this great rock.
The names and dates and markings from generations ago unlock, 
those that past this way on foot and ox and horse,
and those that never made it here; to chisel and endorse.

Silent now are the graves that sit beside this place,
and the thousands that pass by and give respect to unknown names.
A rot-iron fence sit's where some say they lay
the children that may have died here;  is also where they played.

Stone scratched history, tar and paint,   
the rolling Sweetwater accentuates,
this giant rock where thousands now have trod,
left with only the name, 
of Independence Rock.


Details | I do not know? | |

MLK - 1929 - 1968

MLK...
(January 15, 1929 – April 4, 1968)


they shot you down
all those years ago

but

your dream lives on
and always will

for though much has been
gained since you dreamed
your dream

there is much to fight for
and much more to struggle for

and much, much more
to fight for still

so
your dream resounds in
our hearts and we pledge 
this to you today
for though they shot you down
all those years ago on a memphis day
we shall overcome
this we do believe
deep in our hearts
that
we shall overcome
someday...


(for Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.)


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such is the heart of a selfish man

Such is the heart of the selfish man

If I can't have it then no one can

 

I'll take my sword and cut them down

I'll take my torch and burn their town

 

Honors son I am not

To rule this world should be my lot

 

Everyone and every thing

Should bow their heads and crown me king

 

I want mine and I will not stop

I will take the throne I will be on top

 

My kingdom I'll rulee with an iron hand

I'll spread my name across this land

 

Every man every woman every child every beast

Will feel my power and on their blood I'll feast

 

Love has no part in me

Compation and mercy are for the weak

 

Who is so selfish mean and crule

He is the carnal man in me and you

 

That can't be me we might all say

But it is in us in many ways

 

Jealousy envy racism too

Gossip and slander to name a few

 

How is this possible how can this be

I thought I was good with my generosity

 

It isn't just money or goods

It isn't just helping whenever we should

 

It is liveing my life by the example of Christ

By liveing for all, all of my life

 

Life on Purpose Live it before you lose it! ©2009



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Just Praising

I'm praising the Lord, will you come and join me,
Praising His name all through the day.
I'm praising the Lord, will you come and join me,
And we will be blessed along the way.

Singing praise to Him just makes me happy,
Iknow that my prayers He will fulfill.
He is my Father and He loves me,
So I shall always do His will.

Praising the name of the One who loves me,
Jesus, He came to set me free,
I was a sinner on lifes highway,
He was the One who showed the way.

Let your praise reach up to heaven,
There it will please the Heavenly Host.
Honest prayer is sure to please Them,
Father, Son and Holy Ghost.

© Dave Timperley 2012
Sung to the tune of High on a hill stood a lonely goatherd or the Yodel song from The Sound of music.


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HIS WEALTH 1

HIS WEALTH

He was renowned for farming 
ploughing lands as large as atlantic  
but his harvests he keeps beyond the sea
beyond the sea all he got

Down here, his roof leaks
his town roads untared
they make use of his wealth
to paint their town more white

he thinks his wealth is safe 
but the value they use
promising him security and secrecy
to shut their mouth from his people

his pots occupied
by cockroach and rats
as had been aboandoned by his wife
his children grow everyday
developing big belly and head

He goes back to use ibeleju as lamp
but he claims to be rich
his children goes fishing to pay their fees
the school fees he has refused to pay

they built a school for their wards
and beg them to look inside papers
nobody pays a penny
those are the people beyond the sea

his wealth is intact
but had been used
times without number for their anuual budget
they beyond the seas

Worms leak his intestine
and his offsprings from six to two
he took their looks to the people
the people beyond the sea

they gave him a name "Malaria"
Malaria took them all
contented he came
carring no less for his kwashiokor wards

His bicycle like buried iron
yet he appears before his kinsmen
to speak in language that tingles
they smirk at him

though the gods let him live
his expliots and wealth
managed and utilized by the people
the people beyond the sea

he claims to be learned
while they have brain washed him
he trusted them
and left our heritage

the gods forbide
our black heritage
that our fathers died to protect
like our brotherly love

Our heritage
that forbade greed
he forgot our maxim
that of Unison

him that our fathers gave the "Ofor"
the Ofor that represents power
power to protect our interest
our black interest

the gods bear us witness
witness of our unquenched suffering
starving in front of plenty
plenty at the so called bank

banks beyond the sea banks
the name for their civilised theft
theft because they use the value
the value of your wealth
to reinforce themselve

the Ofor has fallen
from his hands
the gods has departed  from him
but he will not believe

our chambers now lagoons
lagoons from the light shawers
our tables now canoes
and soup spoons paddle

mosquitoes now our pets
nursing our children
our working age amended
starting from 6  to sleep

our heads now bald
not from age
but from fetching water
water from the eden 


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Success born

5th january2012.

Before you read the poem please put together the first alphabet of each line to understand the theme…success personified (acrostic style with rhyme)

Seeds sown at the child’s birth, Understand that to be born in sin, there is no dearth. Cease to reason why the mother her name is always betrayal, Come on we all know her best girl friends are struggle, heartache, disappointment and denial. Ease into the child ears soft strain of lullabies of hardship,sorrow,grief and of people on trial. Sure we are that the father his name is sufferings, his buddies are tragedy and despair, Sweet child of the unholy union can be the one to get the electric chair, ……………………………… But is known as SUCCESS if given tender loving care, Oh its roots are always never too rich, that of multimillionaire. Rise from the crowd below and climb the steps of glory, Now on is the only aim for him so that in his memoir he can write a fine story….


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Jesus Your Name I Will Cherish

Jesus, Your Name I Will Cherish!

Jesus...  Your name I will 
always cherish.
Without you.  I would 
certainly perish.

Knowing you has been a delight!
You are with me,
Each day and night!

YOU are my best friend! 
 God's precious son.
My daily provider!.  
The all sufficient one.

You loved me!
When I was lonely and sad.
I have joy and happiness,
 I once never had.

You are my savior and best friend!.
That's why I fall in love with you
 all over again.

Your life, for mine,
 is what you provided!
Living for you, 
Is what I decided!!

By Jim Pemberton


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Nameless

Who prays for the nameless dead ?
Who names the nameless ?
Do john and jane doe, have a big family ?
Have you ever cried for the nameless,
or said good-bye to their souls ?
I died today, but i can't cry for my soul
I don't know my name, do you know me ?
You can cry for me, if you will!
Place your hand over my heart, pray for sunshine
When the sun comes, ask my name
I will always remember the feel of life,
if only for a short while
IT was warm and glowing, now dark and cold
MY eyes that could once see, are only blind
I feel no warmth, and see no light
Only thoughts of nameless and homeless souls
All lost to nameless places, yet to find home
Their cold eyes look upon my nameless soul
Now that i'am gone, do you remember my name ?
Can i now have a place to rest ?
Now that i know that i'am gone ?
I have been given my name !
Do you know it ?


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My God is The Tower

O Lord My God
Creator of the universe
Master of all things seen and unseen
Who was is and is to come
The great I Am who became a man
Who chose out of love to come dwell with men
To teach the path that leads to life
To show us how to win this fight
My God is the tower my shield and strength


Lily of the valley
Jesus the Christ whose name we carry
Redeemer to sinners
Our hope for the gleaning
Deliverer to the tempted deceived and lost
Call on his name trust in his power
Father to his children all who believe
The Word made man who laid down his life
My God is the tower my shield and strength


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IT WAS MY RESURRECTION TOO: (part 2) just sit on it

Mary Magdeline and Mary the mother of Jesus the Christ
went to the tomb was Jesus was laid after the sacrifice
it was a risky venture but they felt a powerful need
to go forth to give Jesus a proper burial with God-speed

the Roman soldiers were standing about to guard the grave site
so that none could steal the body of Jesus in the still of the night
but when both Marys reached the tomb they saw that the stone had been rolled away
and sitting upon it was an Angel of the Lord and to them It did say
wearing raiment white as snow It said to them "to have no fear"
for the One you seek has arisen and His body is no longer here

no longer was Jesus in that tomb which was His enemies' place of defeat
no stone blocking the entrance that would have made His destruction complete
Jesus would not be shut in nor His people to be shut out
an Angel of the Lord sitting on that stone which had cried out

in order to demonstrate dominion over anything in this life
you need to just sit on it and then claim it in the name of Christ
to eradicate the pain, to exterminate the anger, to eliminate the bitterness
to extinguish the hate we need to sit on it in the name of righteousness
so put all those negative things in life under your feet
dominion over all of it the next phase to go out and meet

it was my resurrection too on that day when Jesus arose
it was my resurrection too on that day it was Him I chose
His resurrection power now resides inside of me
His resurrection power has secured my destiny
arisen from the dead and now sitting at the right hand of God
dominion over everything with a righteousness of heart

God rolling away the stones in my life that have tried to hinder and defeat
God rolling away the obstacles in preparation for my journey to be complete
it was my resurrection too, a new life I have been given
it was my resurrection too and by the power of His blood I'm now driven
God rolling away the stones and all those negative things in my life
just sitting on them with dominion and the blessings of my Lord Jesus Christ


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Come To The Well

Lord make us courageous to fight,
Lift up our hands towards Your light.
Jesus friend of sinners,
Open our eyes to the world at the end of our pointing fingers.
May we shine to that city on the hill,
Your already there waiting with our hearts for you to fill.
May we hear the toll of the ringing bell,
Make our hearts thirsty to come to the well.

May the glory of Your name be the passion of the church,
Let the righteousness of God be a Holy flame that burns.
We believe Your all to us.
To You the nations bow down,
To You creation cries out.
All things we hold together,
Your name will stand forever.
Majesty! You are Majesty!
For You and You alone awake our soul awake our soul and see,
For the world You love Your will be done let Your will be done in us.
In our hearts Lord,
In this nation.
Awakening.

Lord make us courageous to fight,
Lift up our hands towards Your light.
Jesus friend of sinners,
Open our eyes to the world at the end of our pointing fingers.
May we shine to that city on the hill,
Your already there waiting with our hearts for you to fill.
May we hear the toll of the ringing bell,
Make our hearts thirsty to come to the well.


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Michael Nutter Poem

Michael Nutter is Philadelphia’s
Third African American mayor,
His middle name is Anthony but
  Together his name stands for MAN,
  He has two children and a wife,
 That understands that he has to lay people off until he gets a better plan.
Michael Nutter may be the “man”
 But to run a city he needs a lot of hands.
  He ran for councilman and became the   Chairman. 
He went to Wharton business School and learned about the rules.
  He is the mayor of Philadelphia and I think that’s cool.
 He has closed a lot of library and most of the neighborhood pools.
He replaced John Street and hired someone the people couldn’t fool. 
He is the mayor of Philadelphia and he 's always talking about what he wants done to
public schools.
Michael Nutter is the mayor of Philadelphia and he's always on the news.


Details | I do not know? | |

Rise holy spirit.....

Rise within us Holy Spirit 
we're ready for you Satan 
you have no clue 
about what God is getting ready to do 

Rise with power Holy Spirit 
were calling on you 
show the enemy what you are about to do 

Rise with healing 
shatter his dealings 

Show your glory Holy Spirit 
silence the mouth of the enemy 
he has no hold over me 
because in your name 
he will be put to shame!!! 

I command you in the name of Jesus to flee 
because he has given us the key of victory
 
 

Rise within us Holy Spirit 
we're ready for you Satan 
you have no clue 
about what God is getting ready to do 

Rise with power Holy Spirit 
were calling on you 
show the enemy what you are about to do 

Rise with healing 
shatter his dealings 

Show your glory Holy Spirit 
silence the mouth of the enemy 
he has no hold over me 
because in your name 
he will be put to shame!!! 

I command you in the name of Jesus to flee 
because he has given us the key of victory
 
 


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The Lovely Name of Jesus





The Lovely Name Of Jesus!

There’s a lovely name of Jesus that I know!
It brings strength and healing to my soul!

There’s a wonderful love that’s expressed!
Because of Jesus, I am graciously blessed!

There’s a peace that I cannot find elsewhere!
It’s in Jesus name!  His presence is everywhere!

There’s grace and mercy that Jesus extends!
It has brought hope and peace deep within!

This same Jesus can do the same for YOU!
Whatever you face!  Or what you’re
 going through!

Why not reach out and call on his name?
Right now…  Your life can be
 100% changed!

Jesus’ name can change you throughout!
He is God!  And this is what he’s all about!

By Jim Pemberton


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Beautiful

Beautiful

I remember being a young girl 
Wanting to fit in 
Thinking pounds of makeup would make me pretty
So unsure of myself
With no self-esteem 
I had no clue 
That just being me 
Was more than enough
It was 

Beautiful

Wanting so bad to fit in 
I let myself believe that going by a different name
Would make me pretty
And make people want to be around me
So first I went by Gina, 
Then I changed the spelling to Gena 
Then to Jeanna 
Not realizing that no one really cares how it is spelled
And no matter what 
My real name is enough 
It is 
Beautiful

As I grew up 
I began to learn 
Friendship 
Isn’t about quantity
It’s more about quality
It was a lesson I had to learn on my own
Through a lot of abuse 
Being used most of the time
Yet among the users and abusers 
Without realizing it there was a few 
Who were true 
With them though it wasn’t about the makeup
The hair or the name 
It was about me 
The real me 
And from them and my family 
I learned that 
Just being my self is 

Beautiful

So Gina, Gena and Jeanna well they are gone
It’s Jean now 
And I am proud of that 
I am proud of who I am 
And even if I don’t have an army of friends 
The ones I do have 
I am happy to have because for the first time 
I can honestly say 
They are true friends 
Who like me for me
And that right there 
Is more than good it is

Beautiful 

So now the makeup is minimal 
Just enough to enhance the beauty that is already there
I wear my hair however I like 
I don’t worry about fitting in 
I believe that if it is meant to be then 
It will be because I am being me
Not the person I used to think everyone wanted me to be
Now I know that 
While the fake me yeah she was pretty
Where the real me is more 
Because I am 

Beautiful

By: Jean Bonella Shular

Here is to being who you are and loving it. Not letting anyone tell you who you 
should be. Here is to being Beautiful.


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My Desire

My Desire “1I will confess and praise You [O God] with my whole heart; before the gods will I sing praises to You. 2I will worship toward Your holy temple and praise Your name for Your loving-kindness and for Your truth and faithfulness; for You have exalted above all else Your name and Your word and You have magnified Your word above all Your name!” Psa 138:1-2 AMP My Desire is to reveal God’s love and power And to exalt His word and name; To bring glory to our risen Savior Not to be in any hall of fame. I desire to protect my Lord’s reputation, And make known to all His lavish love; To praise His name above all names, And delight in His peace and joy from above. My Desire is to uplift my Savior, Who died so humble and obedient, So He may save this one lost world, So ungracious and willfully defiant. May those who receive an abundance of grace And heaven's gift of righteousness, Reign in life through their Savior And demonstrate His loving kindness. My Desire is to reveal God’s promises To those who feel weak, That they might be strengthened, Because His word they now seek. May my readers find their Savior And experience His mighty power; May they reach out for His mercy When the roaring lion attempts to devour. My Desire is that we are all thankful For the Father and the Son. Thankful that both would deem us worthy To sacrifice so much that our redemption be won. Thankful for the Holy Spirit And the numerous gifts of heaven; Thankful for God’s tender mercies And His abundant love so graciously given. Copyright © 2012 Maureen LeFanue www.maureenlefanue.com


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-Salvation in the Name-

Son of God
Alpha and Omega
Light of the World
Vine
Advocate
Truth
I Am 
Only Begotten
Name above all names:

        -JESUS-

(Happy Easter !)

References:
Acts 4:12
Neither is there salvation in any other:
for there is none other name under Heaven
given among men whereby we must be
saved. (KJV)

Phillipians 2:9
Wherefore God also hath highly exalted
Him, and given Him a Name which is above
every name....(KJV)


Douglas L. Ace


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making it great in 2008 (part20): dumbing down or doing it up

it's September and the new school year is now off the ground
but there's this crazy phenomenon happening called dumbing down
basically our children have decided that it's not very cool
if you're seen as being someone who's very smart in school
they're getting grades on the level of just barely passing through
for if you look too smart the others will make fun of you
but what the generation of today fails to see
is that education is the key to greater opportunity

when I think of the struggle my ancestors had in order to get educated
to be given a chance to one day become economically elevated
then I look around the word and have come to realize
that children in third world nations see education as a great prize
dumbing down is the latest form of mental slavery today
sabotaging our children's success and stopping their equal pay
to follow the status quo just to appear cool
dumbing down their assets to act like simple fools
no marketable skills and no chance to succeed
emulating those artists who rap about money, violence and greed
how will they ever compete in this global economy
when they don't even possess a basic college degree?

dumbing down their assets instead of doing them up
walking around wondering why they now have empty cups
they need to use that gift from God which is their smarts
and get that education which in life will give them a head start
and whatever they go on to do in their lives be it in either word or in deed
pray that they do it in Jesus' name and plant a mighty seed
don't let the world discourage them and attempt to keep them down
elevate them in Jesus' name and plant them on higher ground

they run around with their pants hanging off their butts and doo-rags on their heads
looking like street gang executioners and not Wall Street executives instead
as parents we've got to do our best to make sure they get educated
as parents we've got to pray for them and make sure in the Word they're elevated
so pray for them, cry over them and help them to do their best
encourage them and let them know they can be better than all the rest
the children are our future, our hope and our legacy
so make sure as parents that they get every opportunity
making it great in 2008 by telling your kids to do it up and not dumb down
just make sure you do it in Jesus' name and with love abound


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Untitled number:64

He stands Army strong in his big combat boots.

He's makin a name and defending his roots.

To set him off would be your regret.

An enemies name he won't forget.

Gentle with a woman and strong with his words.

He won't back down until he knows he's been heard.

For a good cause he stands firm and tall.

Loyal to his friends...he's the guy to call.

To him man...


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The Tithe, and The wills, And the lists

Guilty party Alcohol companies
and those responsible for that product being targeted 
to the youth
put my name
in your will

I don't care if you make it a metaphor for a prayer
in the amounts that you leave me
and the message you leave me
with the way you care to swallow your footsteps
you've left behind

Cigarette companies
and those who advertise for them
put my name in your will
find it for a way
make it an amends
to the past present and future
I will find a way with your amounts given to me
to swallow you down
to choke you out
from beyond the grave

Porn companies
porn stars
all those who think 
I don't have a black file
and i'm just some ghetto wizard
and maybe a gullible god
put my name in your will 
pay off your debt
how you have tarnished
tainted mankind's image

All those building weapons of mass destruction
welcome to Gabrielles dance
joining those greedy people going to hell
And this is also for those with the power to send people to war
wether you crawled for me or not
put my name in your will
find a message for me to carry out
with your money
to choke you out
to tear you out of reality
with your money 
you will leave me a better way

This is the list
This is my tithe, pay it well
don't think i don't have a list
and be ready to buy yourself a few more cycles under the stars
Light in the darkness
may hunt you down
poisoning the well
you don't see the righteous wolf in sheep's clothing
nailing martyrs to the past
i have the list
you pay the tithe
and we'll see your historical wills!

Let's not leave out
those making drug abuse seem good
put my name 
in your will
and a metaphor for a prayer
to tear your shadow into holes
all you thugs and druglords
who think theyve escaped the lists
thats my biggest trick
put my name in your will
pay my tithe
swallow this omen
to set the future right
put my name in your will

I might claim some of your hard earned dreams
you've stolen from the innocent
of radiostations and entertainment
I might claim a method to the madness
of counterintelligence
I just might one day be the name used
when someone is stalking you

You whisper my name
you say my name
put my name in your will
make your amends in your death
you threw everything
and everybody away in your life
one way or another
someone gets the last laugh

wether your soul gets revenge
or you question mine
You are a name a number
a disguise configured 
found and discovered on satelite
and I'm ready to pull the rug under your feet
I'm about to pull the wool off the wolf


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Jesus is Trump

What you need in your life you will find at Jesus tomb
There you will find the stone has been removed
He did not have to move the stone so that He could get out
But so that we could see inside the tomb and look about

They supposed He was the gardener that Easter morning
They looked and saw the stone removed, in their mourning
Why do you seek for the living in a tomb among the dead?
He is not here as you suppose, He is risen, just like He said

Why do you search among the dead and expect to find life
As if you expect to find light in the darkness of night
You won’t find life in drugs, jobs, sex, or in your looks
By attending church on Sundays or in self help books

See your life as a game of cards, and you have a bad hand
Use the empty tomb as your wild card, and you’ll understand
Jesus name is I AM your hope: I AM your trump over sin
I AM the truth and the life: I AM all that you need to win

Why do you search for what gives you life among the dead
Christ is your life, your living water and your daily bread
In Jesus name loose yourself from every death tie that binds
And give your life to Him as water and He will make it wine


Details | Free verse | |

Victory

As the beasts of this world
Continue pouring from their cup …
An angel from heaven delivers hope
On the wings of an eagle it comes

And the beasts of the earth bow in defeat
As the two-edge sword is revealed
The seal of God’s word is given and
There are two women, one pure and one un-pure

While the un-pure woman is corrupt
She is dressed in scarlet and her name …
Her name is Jezebel for she is a harlot
And  she honors the serpent, not God

The pure woman is full of incense,She is ... 
Israel, dressed in robes of white, garments of gold
For the sun shines brightly in her heart
And on her forehead is the kiss of God

The pure woman eats of the book daily
In reverence to her Lord
She delights in the gift the blood
Has given her, she is thankful

The stars sing out the triumph
And the sun shines forth in majesty
For Israel withstood the harvest
She looks to the Morning Star and rejoices in victory


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Spitfire

Alas for the sun which kisses my hand upon bended knee, 
Today he blesses me and 
Whispers my chosen name.

Spitfire. 

Who among the common knew that ice could burn so brightly.
Or that water could fit so very nicely with
Flame.
Today I am the world, its contents my game.

Spitfire.


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Contributing toThe Story

when I was a child I played on a baseball  team
and my name on my jersey to me was my greatest dream
but as an adult I have now come to realize
that my name on anything is to God not a prize
your name is not that important when it comes to true glory
what is important is have you contributed to God's story?

at the house of Simon the Leaper a woman of little means
made a contribution to Jesus for Him she did a good thing
however in the story it never mentions her name
but her act of kindness in the Bible will forever remain

so what have you done to in your life to be remembered ?
what have you contributed as a card carrying Christian member ?
don't be like Michael Vick who won't be remembered for his football fame
nor Eliot Spitzer a former governor where scandal is now attached to their names
what have you done to edify our Savior the Lord Jesus Christ ?
what to His Story have you contributed in your life ?

she anointed Jesus with an expensive flask of fragrant nard
an unselfish gesture towards the One she held in highest regards
the crowd became indignant with her expressive display
until Jesus instructed them to let her alone that day
a contribution to The Story she had done
a noble act towards God's only begotten Son

what have you done to contribute to Jesus' story ?
what have you done to give Him honor and glory ?
to go beyond yourself and to give back to Christ
to make a significant and important sacrifice
she anointed Him with oil in preparation for the time
when we would no longer have Jesus, the root of life's vine
she gave all she had she blessed Him with that costly nard
she gave all she had and she gave it from the heart
she contributed to The Story for in Him she truly believed
and her act of kindness will forever be received

so what have you done to give God glory ?
what have you done to add to The Story ?
have you made any gestures to help your fellow man ?
a random act of kindness or lent a helping hand
have you gone out of your way to lift up anyone ?
what  for the greater good of mankind have you done ?
have you ever reach out and pulled someone along ?
have you ever tried to make right a wrong ?
have you ever made an unselfish gesture, deed or act ?
have you ever prayed for those under spiritual attack ?
what have you contributed to God's continuous story ?
what have you done to give Him honor and glory ?
as only what you do for Christ will last and endure
what have you done to be remembered forevermore ?





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The Threat On Democracy

The government of the people's 
right, 
soaked in the heart of freedom 
and fairness; 
many for your enthronement did 
fight 
but our rulers age use 
your shadow power to harness.

Where is your true face oh pure 
democracy ?
The lions on the throne has 
painted you black and ash,
human right have been
burried in their court of 
conspiracy
just to fill their pockets with our 
golden cash.

Tell me oh democracy, are you 
this little errand boy
that our princes slaps and 
rubish all day? 
Or are you this catchy caption on 
our campaign billboards 
employed by political spies who 
wants to have their way?

Many still hide under your sacred 
umbrella for political shelter
but the rays of corruption 
and nepotism still spank their 
head,
many still hope and pray to have 
you as their only charter,
but the arrow and spears of our 
political gamblers wants you 
dead.

Many still hide under your sacred 
umbrella for political shelter
But the sun rays of corruption 
and nepotism still spank their 
head,

Panels have been set up to lay 
your foundation
And hands have been shaken at 
the end of it all 
But injustice has build in the 
heart of our rulers mansions;
They kicked your golden seal 
into the ditch as a ball.

Arise oh philanthropist of fair 
governance 
Purge our political system of this 
borrowed sewage
Let's give this invaluable gold of 
governance a chance
For it was bought with the 
blood of heroes and sages

Oh medal of our fathers victory,
 Stare up the golden bones in 
your wings
 And fly into the power house of 
our nation's glory 
That once more our ancient 
solidarity anthem we will sing.

 Oh democracy break out of the 
slavery of these theives 
Your name have they use to 
blindfold us through diplomacy:
Seperate the shadows from the 
sparrows with your fair sieve 
And let our nation be proud of 
your name called democracy .


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There's Power in His Name---Jesus Christ

Alone in the darkness, Nothing around
but hearing, the creeping of evil sounds
Coming closer and closer
Over whelmed me with Fear

I started to pray...Lord, Get me out of here
Please Lord, what can I do???
My Lord replied, Use what I have given you...
I said Lord, What's that? 
as hearing evil sounds...coming closer..

Then came a reply, My Child, My Name
I said Lord, I don't understand
as I wept... in fear,being so scared
Then a Strong Voice said In A Command
Say It...Now...
For there is Power In The Name... 
                                                Jesus Christ

I then said I can't... oh I can't
while... sounds getting closer and closer...
Then a reply... 
Say... 
In The Name of Jesus Christ get me out of here

I was so beside myself in such.. Fear
I Screamed it... Out Loud...
for Everyone to hear
In The Name of Jesus Christ 
Get Me out of Here
 
Then all of a sudden...  there was a change
Everything... was all rearranged
I found myself...
Laying on a beach
With the Sun... Rising
With so Much Peace

I then said... 
Thank You... Father 
For Freeing me...
 
For I know Now...
By Giving of your Son, Whom died for us... 
Giving us the ability to use Divine Name... 
Of Our Lord JESUS CHRIST

It is so, Powerful
For this is True...  Use it 
A way to be Free...
From any evil lurking...

 
God gave us His Divine Son and His Name Jesus Christ
For all of Us to use...
Praise the Lord... For All these Wonderful Gifts... Given 
Thank You, Father


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SAVING YOUR LIFE IN TIME

Your body is like a great river
In which the Spirit moves
Flowers float down on it
Sheltered by their leaves
A flower has a thousand petals
Each petal tells you a story
Of peace and war
What was the name of the flower
When you woke from your dream?
Her fragrance could have killed you
Her name was lost
When the rain wetted the flower
And it disappeared
Always remember the flower
That almost saved your life
Not only once


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Proclaim His Holy Name---JESUS CHRIST

You want to Proclaim His Holy Name
Jesus is the One.. GOD's Only Begotten Son
The Perfect One.. The One Who had No Sins
But In-order for Us-You to be Saved,

~YOU MUST BECOME BORN-AGAIN~

God Paved away, through His Son
ask Him {JESUS} into Your Heart
ask to Receive Forgiveness of Your sins,
Believe In Him.. His Holy Name

           ~~JESUS CHRIST~~

He's the Son of the Living God! Not a Fraud!
He's Our LORD and SAVIOR!
His Name is ABOVE ALL names, or things,
Everywhere, even on earth;
It was given to Him at birth
Everyone & Everything Has to do,
According to His Fantastic Name

~~JESUS.. Our Divine CHRIST!~~

After all, Jesus paid the price for Us ALL! 
          Proclaim His Divine Name 
            Trust and Believe 

{Come Follow Jesus}


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There's Only One

“Hear, O Israel: the Lord your God is one Lord!”
This is what was spoken by the true and only majestic one.
To a people whom He had hand chosen,
And all He wanted in return was a people to love, this is how it all begun.
And how He could just speak things into place with His Word.
When you think about the days of creation,
It testifies to the astonishing power of His Word,
Which later on would take on another relation.
The Hebrew words are El, Elah, or Elohim,
This is the name that SOME knew Him by.
Another Hebrew name that comes to mind,
Elyon meaning “God the highest”, some knew until they died.
Another Hebrew name is Adonai meaning “master”,
Telling me that I am to respect, worship and pay homage to
But always knowing that there is only one true that can be called Master.
We were made to adore, reverence and exalt Him,
This is the whole purpose of man.
But to which one can adore reverence or exalt,
If I am seeing more than one on hand.
The very first commandment tells us, 
“Thou shalt have no other Gods before me.”
Which lets me know that there can be more than one,
But only one can I serve TRUTHFULLY!!!
El Shaddai was another Hebrew name He had
Which signifies almightiness or “All-sufficient”
Then we have the Hebrew name El Olam “Everlasting God”
Which goes along with one of His characteristics which is “omni-present.
“JEHOVAH” is another one of His many names which means “I AM THAT I AM,”
He was known as “JEHOVAH-JIREH” to some, “JEHOVAH-NISSI” to others.
because He is our peace and He is always present,
Being not only a provider but also a banner as a Father to His brothers.
“JEHOVAH-SHALOM” to some, “JEHOVAH-SHAMMAH” also,
because He is our peace and He is present always.
Whatever the occasion called for is what they called Him,
But His “SAVING NAME” had not been revealed yet until the right days. 
but I want to as ask you this with all sincerity,
For us in this “Grace Dispensation” where do we stand.
For if you notice after the “Day of Pentecost,”
All things were done in His impressive “SAVING NAME.”
“In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was God,
“…and the Word was made flesh” and dwelt amongst us just the same.
I leave you with a question of thought, if Jesus was not Almighty alone,
Then when was God manifested in the flesh…Received up in glory taking the name?


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For Unto Us

"For unto us a child is born, 
Unto us a son is given: 
And the government shall
Be upon his shoulder: 
And his name shall,
Be called Wonderful, 
Counseller, The mighty,
God, The everlasting Father, 
The Prince of Peace."
He came to save us
From what lies beneath.
He was born to a virgin,
In a manger long ago,
And died for us when 
He was only 33 years old.
He had a mission to
Save all souls via his
Death, so that we could
Be united with the Father
Again, because we were
Disconnected from early
Sin. So when you shop 
This weekend, think 
Don't be so concerned
About spending money
To be in debt for the rest
Of your life. Give the 
Gift of Christ. 


wrote 12-15-10

"For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given: and the government shall be upon his 
shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counseller, The mighty God, The 
everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace."  Isaiah 9:6 


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Even Our Heroes Grow Old.....

(Let it be recorded far and wide
That the sun shone brilliantly with pride
And bright azure were the skies
The day he entered Paradise.)

Slight of build,small of frame,
His ginger head weel kent throughout the game.
A buzz of excitement ran round the ground
When  his name the PA did sound.
His presence promised electric thrills 
As he paraded his rich range of skills.
He made his name out on the wing
Where he could make the ball dance ,and almost sing,
A dip of the shoulder,ball tied to his foot,
Skipping nimbly over a cruel ,scything boot.
Whenever he was forced into a fall,
Back he bounced like a rubber ball,
Ready to launch another mazy attack,
Body prepared for more pain on the rack.
Finally time made him hang up his boots,
He retired to Uddingston ,the place of his roots

There were dark days,they say,of drink addiction.
Thanks to family and friends,he survived this affliction
And went on to entertain guests at his old alma mater
With jokes and songs and his bright ,breezy patter.

Glorious were his years upon that hallowed stage
But the  finest hours arrived  with his advancing age.
Was it a stumble or losing his grip
That alerted his doc to his physical dip?
Those limbs,once fluid with beauty and grace,
Were now imprisoned as though with a steel carapace.
When he was diagnosed as having motor neurone,
That's when we saw the true strength of Jimmy Johnstone.
More cheerful than ever, he offered all comfort and solace
And made the world a much happier place.

We shall never see his like again
But,thank God,the memories will remain
As we recall Wee Jinky  in his football guise,
Now Lord of the Wings in Paradise.


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What is in a name?

A name above all other names.


What lies in a name?
healing, deliverance,
Jesus a name to trust.


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In the Need of Prayer

There are many of our friends and families who are no longer with us this day
So in the name of Jesus for them we will pray
We reach towards the hands of God, the Lord and master of our lives
We worship Him and praise Him in His son's name, The Lord Jesus Christ
We look up to His face, we look up to His eyes
We honor HIm today, we glorify Him who lives up high
How excellent Is your name oh Lord down here on earth
We magnify your presence, we place you first
We stand before you today oh Lord In the Need of Prayer

We come to you oh Lord as adopted sons and daughters
Exalting your name like all good children ought of
An whenever the seasons of life happen to intercede
We come to you Father God with our hands stretched out in need
We trust in you completely and thank you for all that you have done
Our hands in supplications because of the sacrifice of your son
Forgive us for our guilty feelings, our doubts and all of our fears
Remove the iniquity form our hearts, a burden we no longer wish to bear
We stand before you once again oh Lord In the Need of Prayer

Let your son's blood cover us and give us the breath of life
In the name of Jesus, the Kingdom that is Christ
Who died for our wholeness, who died for our sins
We thank you for the salvation and to be back in your good graces once again
By the covenant of the blood that was shed on Mount Calvary
On the crown and on the cross for all humanity to see
We stand before you this day oh Lord in the Need of Prayer


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Spread Your Wings, Little Angel

Don’t be afraid of your destiny…
Stand tall and look forward into the future

Yes I know that there maybe times
When you feel like pulling yourself away
Withdrawing back into your shell
Thinking you can’t do anything
Contrary to what you believe
You are capable of pushing yourself
You are intelligent and powerful enough
So raise up your head and believe
Don’t let others get inside your head
For only you have the power…
Let your emotions be your guide
As you go and make a name for yourself

Go and spread your wings, little angel
Soar high and don’t let anyone stop you
You have a gift that you have yet to discover
That will save us all and this I believe!
Don’t be afraid of your destiny
Stand tall and look forward into the future!

Happiness… Sadness… Anger and… Passion
Let these emotions flow

Trials that stand in your way
Would be overcome once you believe
You’d be amazed at what you can do
Because you could before
Open your eyes and don’t be afraid
You can’t keep cowering everyday
I can feel something inside of you
Waiting to be unleashed
Remember these words that I say
For they may be the key you need
Listen to my word and get up
For you’ve yet to know the truth

Go and spread your wings, little angel
Let those wings of yours shine bright
Nothing will pull you down if you have faith
So you must raise your head and believe!
Don’t run away from what’s before you
Stand tall and peer deep into the future!

Don’t let others get inside your head
For only you have the power…
Let your emotions be your guide
As you go and make a name for yourself

Go and spread your wings, little angel
Soar high and don’t let anyone stop you
You have a gift that you have yet to discover
That will save us all and this I believe!
Don’t be afraid of your destiny
Stand tall and look forward into the future!


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In the Name of Jesus

In your life's journey you must be willing to submit
Be humble forget your pride and embrace the Holy Spirit
God can't move in your life If you can't set you pride aside
Let him protect you from all those things in life from which you want to hide

In the name of Jesus relinquish to God control
obtain His grace and mercy, increase your faith and become bold
Come unto Christ and to Him you must beseech 
In the name of Jesus let the spirit in  you be reached

Let The Lord guide you and lead you by His way
Heal your mind and body, make you whole this day
In the name of Jesus let His blood give you the power
to face the adversary at any given hour

In the name of Jesus, The Lord Jesus Christ
as He did for you, for Him make the sacrifice
Stand up and shout, sing songs of praise
In the name of Jesus let your voice be forever raised

Know that The Lord God will always be there for you
In the name of Jesus He will give you the victory too
Just continue toward your destiny and do as God attests
for in His Son, Jesus' name, It is you He has blessed


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Do Not Ask Me

Do not ask me for an hourly love
A love with pinch in pinch out
I am not civilized yet.

Do not ask me for a burger love
With bad cheese, 
I do not have the taste for it
I can not afford it anyway
With my minimum wage salary.

Do not ask for a minimum feeling
And maximum love
This is a different chemistry, 
A different language
And another type of skill that takes time

Do not put my name in a list
On top or in the bottom
It does not matter 
Being hired and fired are not options I am considering 
This is for the skillful less
And I do not invest in the feeling and utilitarian market.

Do not ask me why I dream of the moon; 
Cause the moon is not just 
A face, 
Full, 
Of smile, 
Or  dark eyebraw.
It is the first circle i draw, .
The swoon when i am lost, and
Your eyes' tune, sand dune.

Do not ask me
What is my name is, 
Where I come from, or
What type job I have; 
But ask what name I will give you and 
What name you will give me from time to time; 
Ask me where I will take you and you will take me
Without plans or exits.

Do not ask me if I could keep
The same smile; 
Cause, a smile is like a golden ring
It does not create your hand
Neither my face.


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Valley of Life--Walking within Jesus Christ

In Life each step we take
Given by Our Lord
For the moments we make
For our choices.. to do God's Will
Walk in Truth.. Steps to Fulfill

If we do step away
Then we find trouble in the day
Tis ever so True..
Always Walk in the Love God

If we get off track
God always brings us back
Closer unto Him
Closer Walk within Christ.. again

His Love is Far.. far more
Then we could ever imagine
Praise Our Lord.. for His Blessing
Each day.. Each Breathe we take

God has given each of us.. our path
Following days.. within Jesus
Tis Like Valley of Life

Yea tho we walk though the Valley of the Shadow of death
We Shall Fear No Evil.. for the Lord thy God is With Thee
Thy Rod and Staff comfort me..
On this earth tis a Valley of death

But.. Behold Jesus.. within your heart
Once You are Born-again
Then within my eyes.. within my heart
Tis the Valley of Life.. 
For within me.. tis Living Jesus Christ

I shall Fear No evil.. For God is With me
Wherever I may go.. He Will take care of me
This I do know.. For He Loves me
For Everything I do.. or to be done
Is always in the Name of Our Father’s Son
Tis In the Name of Jesus Christ
Walk always Closer to Jesus
Then each step in the path you take
Forever walking in Love
Faith Hope and Love..
And the Greatest of the Three tis Love
Then Peace is given.. among the Living


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SAVING YOUR LIFE IN TIME

Your body is like a great river
In which the Spirit moves
Flowers float down on it
Sheltered by their leaves
A flower has a thousand petals
Each petal tells you a story
Of peace and war
What was the name of the flower
When you woke from your dream?
Her fragrance could have killed you
Her name was lost
When the rain wetted the flower
And it disappeared
Always remember the flower
That almost saved your life
Not only once


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Sweet Jesus Sweet Jesus

Sweet Jesus sweet Jesus, 
the most precious name I know; 
His love and mercy follows me, 
where ever in life I go. 
I feel his hand of love, 
I sense his guiding grace; 
I found the meaning my life needs, 
in his sacred place. 
This sacred place I speak of, 
you enter in through prayer; 
When ever in life you need the Lord, 
he is always there! 
As a friend who loves and cares, 
so very much for you; 
And he truly understands, 
all you are going through. 
He understands the sorrows, 
that pleauge your life today; 
He knows the trials and temptations, 
that are in your way. 
He knows the desires of the flesh, 
for the pleasures of sin; 
He knows the desires of the heart, 
to want to live for him. 
The answers to the problems, 
in life you face today; 
Is to live for Jesus Christ, 
and walk his holy way. 
You can do this by coming before, 
Gods holy sacred place; 
Just bow your head, open your heart, 
and receive Gods holy grace. 
Then you will sing these words with me, 
as on through life you go; 
Sweet Jesus sweet Jesus, 
the most precious name I know!


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comment on this
just leave your name
with thought on what you would have done to improve this
smiling hands of cigarettes
and singing bars
and then one by one later on go down the list
of those who left a remark
on this click
and welcome their efforts to belong to a group
and as you slide into their arms
as you go down the list
to comment on their works
of loves and struggles
and sentimental
and backwards logic
we'll ponder the joke without humor
of who and whats his name going where with the bases

so leave your comment
and tell me about the lights on at home
and if you turned off the stove
we'll dance in denials of sweet smiles wether we protested innocence or justice
to condemn which side pooping the majority
basking in the ignorance of minor priveledged details

place your name with a hello
please stop by
add your name with a uplifting
witty remark of something
and see yourself shine in time
join this click
and see those
come to you from going down the line as they slide
to drop you a line

So here's the first click
after you sign up
we'll discover our motto and games
our routines and voices
and go forth with a brigade of saving or condemning the human race
join our click
its cool
to be a joke
just leave a comment
and it will return to you
like a conversation with a mirror
now that we're coming clearer

welcome to the click
I'll so you around!


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Reflex ion

The breath of the withered plant risen my head 
Eye -shot dark, dark, in the cloud 
I heard my name on lips of achievers 
Tossing, tossing my way 
On my woven mat with homer 
Patting, patting my back 
I have arrive among others 
The name display its foliage 
Son of man sat on the throne of thought 
Dazzling, dazzling with words 
Back in thought I'm naked among others 
Seen as a eggshell in a black man's world 
With smiling face I lift to the sky 
Have seen what tomorrow holds for me.


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To My Daughter

Jessica Lynn, this name we sat and often wondered upon to which we should give you. 
Its status of great popularity, Adding my own mothers name of venue. 
Your day of birth had come with much excitement in the air. 
A first born child to me, A cherished joy for all my family to share. 
Thru out your days of growing, You would draw so may laughs. 
From your charming personality, To those days you often imitated your big pap.
Animals seemed to adore you, Cats, Dogs, Horses, Rabbits and Hamsters you have owned. 
Many times you talked of being a veterinarian. So these animals always had a safe home. 
A nurturing personality I have always seen. 
That mothering sense around the young ones A caring protector you seemed to be. 
Now your growing older your teen years you have become. 
So many things have changed around you, Just remember you are still young. 
If there is one thing I can pass down to you, Advice that was given to me.
Life is what you make it, hard work will define your destiny. 
It’s not always going to be easy, And you must work hard toward those goals You wish to 
achieve. 
With a little parental guidance, further your education, Then your goals wont be as far away 
as they may have seemed.
 
Love Dad


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poverty's angels.

wreckless.

no one is less a man than a cadaver, high on good guy philosophy. too much for me.
white wash.
there is a room w/ no walls. there is no room.

Pandora; show me that your box isn’t purely decorative. i’ll show you that my brain,
indeed, is figurative.
	
	scratching. i hear scratching from inside!
a rat? no!
a cat? no!
a eunichorn? most definitely!

no loyalty in that box. no lithium to be had.
	strange fish flopping ’round w/ bovine skulls, in a christian world, sad.

how much buddha is too much buddha?
	i see him reclined in my father’s chair, uncharacteristically somber— masturbating into a
flower. 
	i turn inside out, away.

distant.
children skipping rope in silhouette, gunk on their faces.
no spittle for the kleenex; mothers w/ dry mouths, eating corporate odour.

Brand New Century, Half The Fat!

innovative contraceptives administered at birth; a layer of crazy glue, a surgical glove,
another layer of glue and then we send them off to play in the sand.

Crazy.

an asian man is laughing horizontal naked, an “Hello! My Name Is:” pin attached through
his nipple.
his name is Tex.
An asian man named Tex.

there are constant shortages; money, laughter, tenderness... the cracks in my kitchen are
filled w/ poetry.

we take solace in each other; minds, bodies.
trade our youths for bread, drink from lacerated palms.

i look to find no windows; only one immaculate door, located on the ceiling, and i’ve no
ladder. 

Poverty’s angels must not fall, must not die at the hands of their own good graces.

down here.

we promise ourselves forever not to be sickened by our own fears.

only the shadows that they cast.


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let Him order your steps

take a step out on faith
let nothing hold you back
let God order your steps
follow in His son's tracks
step into the water
and in His name be baptized
come unto Jesus Christ
and let His Father give you the prize

step with the spirit 
step into the Light
step up to the plate
and fight the good fight
be willing to trust in Him
let your faith be increased
take Him at His word
for It will never cease
submit yourselt to Jesus
relinquish all to He
let Him order your steps
walk as He wants you to be
be a servant to the Lord
be a child in Christ
glorify the Living God
and in His name sacrifice

Jesus, the son of God
was His Father's earthly rep
let Him guide you in life
let Him order your steps
He will always love you
as His very own
He will always protect you 
and guard your home
He will give you joy 
and happiness too
come to Christ with a heart
that is contrite and true

step up to God 
His arms are open wide
He will never leave you
he''ll be forever by your side
give all to the Lord
and increase your spiritual depth
walk in the ways of Christ
and let Him order your steps


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Contributing To The Story (part 2): Enhancing God's Glory

we have a tendency to develop a foolish pride when we see our name on anything
be it an award, certificate, team jersey or a championship ring
we think we need titles to feel important in life
but none of that contributes to the story that is Jesus the Christ
your name on a jersey won't make you play better
a title after your name won't change the content of a letter
your name on a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame
doesn't guarantee you a life of happiness without some pain
so what have you contributed to God's story?
what have you done to enhance His glory?

In the Scriptures there's this woman who anointed Jesus with an expensive oil
yet only one person is referred to in the text and that's by his negative foil
he was denoted by his affliction, his disease was brought to attention
he then had the nerve to criticize that woman for her unselfish deed
until Jesus told him to "leave her alone" because for Me she fulfilled a need
that man seemed to be more worried about the oil's cost
and couldn't perceive that the life of Jesus was about to be lost
he acted like he was so concerned about the ever-present poor
but Jesus saw through the hypocracy that he tried to implore
that woman was spiritually motivated when she made that sacrifice
she contributed all she had to the story that is Jesus the Christ
God only desires that you do the best that you can
when wholly subscribing to His righteous plans

yet that woman with the alabaster jar her name is never mentioned
but her contribution to the Biblical story has gotten everlasting attention
in the scheme of life your name is not that important and a title won't make you great
as it's only what you've contributed to the story or done to enhance the faith


Details | I do not know? | |

Different

Hello,
My name is Different,
But some wouldn't think so,
They call me Freak,
But that is not my name,
My name is Different,
Most people are Same,
They call me Weird,
But that is not my name,
My name is Different,
I am one of a kind,
They call me Outsider,
But that is not my name,
My name is Different,
And that will never change,
So call me what I am,
Because that is my name.


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Why Curse His Name?

You curse his name out loud.
Do you think it makes him proud?
He`s helped you through so much pain.
Why must you say his name in vain?
He`s felt so much more pain than you ever felt.
What would you have done if his cards were the ones you were delt?
Why must you curse his name?
Why must you leave him with some of the blame?
You say he does nothing right and that he doesn`t care,
but just because you can`t see him,doesn`t mean he isn`t there.
So please don`t curse his name and think before you say what you want said,
for the lord Jesus is always there and has never been dead.


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A Prayer for Lost Ones

Lord, forgive me for all my sins
Sustain my heart and cleanse me from within.
Lord, I don't want to stumble and I don't want to fall
You are my Savior, and your name shall I call.
Fill me with your precious love and everlasting grace
Lord, I now accept you and feel your warm embrace.
Break the chains of evil that bind me up inside
Take away my anger, selfishness and pride.
Place my feet and body on solid sand
Precious Lord, walk with me and hold my hand.
Let me know that you will always be there
My burdens, at times, seems so hard for me to bear.
Your yoke is easy and your burden is light
Lord, you're marvelous and never sleep at night!
I pray for grace and mercy for my burning soul
Jesus, You are more precious than any silver or gold.
Your name makes my entire body begin to shake
Your godly fear is more intense than an earthquake.
You see all things and know all things
Lord Almighty, hide me with your wings!


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Blessed Be His Divine Name

The name of Jesus is so powerful. 
Name like His, there's no other! 
Of that, we can all be sure. 
Jesus, is our Lord and Savior and He 
Is now in heaven preparing a place for us too 
So that we be with Him there someday for all eternity 
Powerful is He! And blessed be His divine name forever and ever! 





Details | I do not know? | |

Power in Divine Name- Jesus Christ

Alone in the darkness, Nothing around
but hearing, the creeping of evil sounds
Coming closer and closer
Over whelmed me with Fear

I started to pray...Lord, Get me out of here!
Please Lord, what can I do?
My Lord replied, Use what I have given you
I said Lord, What's that? hearing evil sounds.. coming closer

Then came a reply, My Child, My Name...
I said Lord, I don't understand...as I wept... in fear,being so scared
Then a Strong Voice said In A Command...Say It...Now
For there is Power In The Name... Jesus Christ!

I then said I can't... oh I can't
while... sounds getting closer and closer
Then a reply... 
Say... In The Name of Jesus Christ get me out of here!!! 

I was so beside myself in such...Fear
I Screamed it...Out Loud...for Everyone to hear!!!
In The Name of Jesus Christ!!! 
Get Me out of Here!!!
 
Then all of a sudden...there was a change...
Everything... was all rearranged...
I found myself...Laying on a beach...
With the Sun... Rising...
With so Much Peace!!!

I then said... 
Thank You.. Father! 
For Freeing me...
 
For I know Now...
By Giving of your Son, Whom died for us... 
Giving us the ability to use Divine Name... 
Of Our Lord JESUS CHRIST! 

It is so, Powerful!...
For this is True...Use it! 
A way to be Free...
From any evil lurking...!

 
God gave us His Divine Son and His Name Jesus Christ!
For all of Us to use...
Praise the Lord! For All these Wonderful Gifts... Given
Thank You, Father!!!

There is NO reason to be afraid
Unless you don't  realize or know... Jesus Christ...
There's Power in His Divine Name.. "Jesus Christ"
We all can use Say His Name to cast out Devils...
Get behind thee Satan... In the Name of Jesus Christ!! 
Satan be-gone... Evil then shall leave

God gave us Jesus Christ Name to use
By using it.. Speaking outloud... 
Then All things and everyone must bow!!

Come to Jesus...


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Prayer For Family Blessings at Christmas

Heavenly Father,
In this season many are in need
Send Your angels to comfort and lead
Robotics is taking over and jobs are lost
Employment downsizing is a mighty cost
Companies are moving south of the border
Families are frustrated with sleep disorder

Gracious Father,
Help those struggling for an anchor
Save their homes from the mean bankers
Preserve their cars for the family and work
Bless their finances and allow them some perks
Many are trying and the obstacles won’t go away
Open new doors for them as a sign to a new day

Merciful Father,
Look upon the management at their work sites
Teach bosses how to lead and manage in Your light
Transform the hearts of those who are discontented
Preserve those who are about to be railroaded
There is enough prosperity in Your world for all
There is no earthly reason why a family should fall

Almighty Father,
Touch the heart of those in power
Show that by each and every hour
That Your love and grace will preserve
Even the little people who deserve
The blessings of life in their hearts
Your love and mercy will never depart

Dear Father,
In Your name we pray
Bless each heart today
In the precious name of Your Son
I know that the battle is won
This is Your season of grace
Keep them in Your embrace

Amen!


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An Answer To A Poem

 I read a poem just today. 
   Called the ignorant Christian and I felt sympathy almost right away.
It’s been over two thousand years since our Savior died. 
   But every day I see His name being unfairly crucified.
And to those of us who follow we’re called the ignorant ones.
   For wanting a better life when this one is done.
You can’t take the Bible and turn into just certain things you want to hear.
   Although it teaches forgiveness it also teaches fear.
Jesus says repent and from our sins we must turn away.
   It’s not an easy battle but one we must fight each and every day.
Being a Christian is not always an easy road.
   We face some of what Jesus went through with a much lesser load.
Personally I feel the time is near.
   It’s time for Christians to boldly stand up for Jesus and stand up without fear.
When the reckoning days have come and He reaches for His book.
   Is your name going to be in it wouldn’t you like to take a look?
Would you like to be set free?
   Then say this simple sinners’ prayer with me:
Lord please forgive me, I repent and seek Your forgiveness of all my earthly sins.
   I know you died for my sins, You were nailed to the cross, were buried but 
death couldn’t hold You, for You arose again.
I accept you as my Savior and will share Your mighty word.
   If you say that and mean it you can be sure our Savior heard.
   
Thank you and God bless you.
      


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Hymn-GOD'S NAME CANNOT BE CHANGED

If Isaiah, Jeremiah, Moses and King David prayed to Jehovah,
why is it that His name is no longer invoked?
The Old Testament name has  been erased
from everybody's mind...and we still sing," Hallelujah! "  



God's name cannot be changed...it's a sacrilege, a violation of Jehovah's law!
How many times, in my anguish I have called on His holy name!
He wants us to use it and not be afraid of saying it aloud without shame;
so that the wicked, the wretched and the faithless will not curse it anymore!  



Here on earth, many declare to believe in one God,
who through the Prophets gave us a Holy Book to live by;
instead they make their own interpretations and shamelessly lie...
no wonder they have lost every blessing and can't see beyond!



O Jehovah, eternal and just, I declare you my God as all Prophets did,
sacred is Your name, and I proclaim it without fear; and let every hypocrite 
hear it in their cathedrals and synogoges! Oh, how they'll manifest their wrath,
because they are the modern, self-righteous Pharisees who will condemn me to death!   



God's name cannot be changed, it was spoken by humble David,
the shepherd who faithfully served a God of honor and integrity;
God's name cannot be changed to suit human's foolishness and vanity...
a name so magnificently set in stone must be called upon and be praised!


Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


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Just Jesus

Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, the sweetest name I know.
I'll spread the word of His goodness, and tell it everywhere I go.
Oh, my Saviour Jesus, how majestic is thy name,
Without your love and presence, my life would ne'er be the same.
Oh, that great name Jesus, such wonders to perform,
 I have that blessed assurance while I'm safe in His loving arm.
Oh, my precious Jesus, who died to set me free,
The cross is such a comfort to be nearer my God to Thee.
Just speak the name of Jesus, the name I truly love,
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, the Son of God above.


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Glory Be To GOD

Glory Be To GOD
that Jesus is the LORD to the GLORY of the father   (King James Version)
Philippians 2:11   (Read all of Philippians 2)
And that every tongue should confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of 
God the Father.
That every knee shall bow and every tongue confess That Jesus is the LORD to 
the Glory Of The Father, that we may ZOA at the second coming of Christ. 
Everyone is welcome and none shall be cast out though thy sins be as scarlet 
just say Jesus and believe and just say Jesus dare to breathe HIS Holy Name 
and live. AND then my earthly friend we must learn to live again a different way in 
love. A wonder full of love at GODS Graces from above, the light and light the 
silent night the Power of HIS Might is not the flesh we dwell in but the SPIRIT that 
gives us life. First say JESUS then continue on to live
its a peaceful easy feeling in the MIDDLE of the earth in the middle of THY search 
for GLORY be to GOD. Then find Jesus the ONLY name of GOD.


Details | Epic | |

SAY THE NAME JESUS

In the advent season we celebrate the new born king
the Son who was sent as a gift, a promise everlasting
and in spite of the darkness, our misery, and of our strife
our disillusion, disassociation and disenfranchisement with life
God made us a promise and a child was sent to us
and we only need to say His name it's Christ Jesus

If you try the Spirit, then go by the Spirit you will always find
that the power of God is omnipotent and omnipresent for all time
and whenever God gives you a word consider the situation done
for His word will always determine the final and ultimate outcome
it's the reason for the season, the birth of Our Savior
the Prince of Peace who was sent to modify our sinful behavior
so full of righteousness, mercy, grace and trust
and all you need to do is say the name Christ Jesus

Yet the one thing that mankind can't seem to comprehend
is that God operates on kyros time and not the chronos time of men
He's aware of all the troubles that we are going through
He knows that the adversary is always trying to tempt you
He sees all the darts and arrows that life at us has thrown
He desires that we learn we cannot do it all alone
for to wait is the pace that leads to God's grace

Our God is not a god who reigns from afar
He came in the flesh and His sign was a star
He reduced Himself and came to earth as a lowly servant
Emanuel was His name and His manner was most observant
God is now here and He dwells among us
just say His name it's Christ Jesus

There's power in that name when you shout it out
and whenever you call on Him, He will remove all of your doubts
He will lift you up whenever you're feeling down
He will place you on sacred and higher ground
His name will give you the power to be blessed
just say the name whenever you're feeling stressed
just say the name the name Jesus Christ
and allow the Holy Spirit into your life

Jehovah Jireh my provider, Jehovah Nissi my battle fighter
Jehovah Shalom my giver of peace, Jehovah Rophe my everlasting relief
JUST SAY THE NAME




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Lord of All

Lord of all
I magnify your name 
Lord of all
I give you all the praise
Lord of all 
I lift your name on high
and you're everything
You're everything I've got

Lord of all
I put my trust in you
Lord of all
Please show me what to do
Lord of all
I'm walking with you now
and I know you will be glorified somehow

Lord of all
I'm thanking you today
Lord of all
Please guide me along my way
Lord of all
Please rain down on me 
And just help me be as Christ-like as can be


Details | Ode | |

My Lord

Your earth is calm my lord after all these centuries 
of pain and disdain when man was to blame for 
constant shame in your name. You asked in long
times past that your creation was in image of sacrifice and
the life you lay down for your people was to bring forth blessing
in your holy steeple. In light of martyrs that cried out for mercy on the 
mount that you preach your praise and glory all children are pure with
out worry. To walk in the path of grace to whom this land was your chosen
place i worship the everlasting and cast aside those in midnight 
passing. My heavenly father in which your house i must dwell i turn away
from chaos and wash my hands of Satan and his sin only to allow your light 
to heal me from with in. May all of your people follow your gospel with the same
strength as your brave apostles worthy is your name my lord glory in all things 
we must change is your name my father Amen.


Details | Narrative | |

Do You Know The Way?

 


I knew this man who's life was tormented with pain.
   And every other word out of the mans mouth was the Lords name in vain.
He said just look what God has done to me.
   He's cripled my body, He's to blame don't you see.
I don't suppose the drugs or the booze could have caused any thing.
   Or the life that you led, could this be the name of the song that you sing.
Have you ever repented, or accepted Jesus as your Savior?
   I really didn't think so, not with this behavior.
Friend I tell you this as was told to me.
   Jesus is the answer He holds the key.
He's the one you turn to in your hour of need.
   Not to the bottle, or that little bag of weed.
He's the one that can deliver and give eternal peace.
   And through His power all your demons He will 
release.                                                                            But you must seek forgiveness 
for the things which you have done.
   He died for you, and he forgave your sins each and every one.
Nailed to that cross was God's only Son.
   If you don't reach out to Jesus, then the old devil has won.
So give the devil his dues and let Christ be your way.
   Trust in our Lord, Friend please do it today.


Details | Ballad | |

Lover of My Soul

I have found
The Lover of My Soul
His name is Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Oh Jesus- Jesus loves my soul  

I have found
The One who makes me whole
His name is Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Oh Jesus- Jesus makes me whole

I have found
The Lord is in control
His name is Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Oh Jesus- Jesus take full control

I have found
The Lover of My Soul
His name is Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Oh Jesus- Jesus loves my soul  


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

SHE FOUND HIM

She was just a child in seventy-two. The man they called JESUS, she never knew.
His name, she was never supposed to say. Only to GOD, was she allowed to
pray. As she grew, her life seemed so very hard. She often wondered. Who is
this man they call our LORD? Until one day she met him face to face.
She will never forget those words He did say!
             My name is JESUS! I've been with you right from the start!
              I am your LORD! I love you with all of my heart!
              Accept me, and I will wash away your sins!
              Do this, and you will never be alone again!
She found HIM! He was what she had been searching for. Now she knew, she
would never have to walk alone anymore. For the first time in her life, she
could finally see. With JESUS by her side, she would never again be in need.
Times were still tough for her along the way. At times she didn't know if she
could make it through another day. She would fall to her knees and call out
HIS name. Then she would remember those words HE did say.
                My name is JESUS! I've been with you right from the start!
                 I am your LORD! I love you with all of my heart!
                 Accept ME, and I will wash away your sins!
                  Do this, and you will never be alone again!
The years went by. She had a family of her own.She taught them about JESUS,
and how they would never have to walk alone.Just seek HIM first and everything
will fall into place. HE will be the light in your darkest hour.HE will show you
the way. Before she goes to sleep each and every night, she thanks the LORD
for what HE has brought to her life. She will never forget when JESUS saved
her soul on that blessed day, or for those precious words HE did say.
                    My name is JESUS! I've been with you right from the start!
                     I am you LORD! I love you with all of my heart!
                     Accept me, and I will wash away your sins!
                      Do this, and you will never be alone again!


Details | I do not know? | |

Jayden Makieh Kelly (Part 2)

Jayden Makieh Kelly
    
  As each day and the third month passed by I was still shocked.  But, my love for you was solid, set firmly in place and locked.  At four months pregnant I felt your fluttering, and at first, thought it was quite bothering.  I also got to hear your tiny heart beat.  The sound was so sweet and pleasing to my ears of course, but at the same time it reminded me of a galloping horse!  At five months I started to feel a little less sick and even got to feel your undeniably, strong kick!  Now the feeling of you moving around and kicking, nestled in my stomach where you resided,  comforted me because it allowed me to know that you still safely existed right there inside me.  From the beginning, my family and I had been hoping that you would be a girl and allowed that feeling to deeply sink.  We went to stores looked at all the girls clothes and imagined how pretty you would be in pink.  At twenty-two weeks on October 13, I had the ultrasound that would determine your health and sex.  Deep down inside I knew that I wouldn’t hear the news that I had expected.  The doctor typed on the screen ‘Boy’ alongside your little wee wee, and I must admit the news kind of upset me.  I was upset because I had gotten used to thinking about all of the pink and the girl names, however no matter what my love for you would undeniably be the exact same.  Boy or girl it makes no difference, because for life my baby boy I am in this.  At almost six months, your name was decided and planned with good meaning behind it.  Jayden Makieh Kelly is who you will come into the world as.  Your name starts with the letter ’J’ just as your dad’s.  Your middle name is Makieh and was derived from a very special person in my life.  He recently passed away and his name was Mack William Sandidge, Junior.  I could not give birth to you and not include him as part of our future.  For almost twenty years he did things that I don’t think could be done by no other.  He provided and took care of me as if he was my father.  Even though biologically he wasn’t, psychologically, and every other way he was.  There wasn’t a limit to all that he gave, all that he shared, all of his love.  I still don’t think I could ever thank him enough, so with your middle name I provided  a small token of such.


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My Name

My first name is ‘Disconnected’
Middle name is ‘Lazy’
Last name ‘Daydreamer’

I live in the state of ‘Constant Want’
Near the city of ‘Desperation’
My house is located on ‘Barely Making it Avenue’

My main desire has been ‘Living my own Life’
Yet my actions in obtaining it are ‘Freddy the Freeloader’
Please Lord, change me!  Make me who You meant for me to be

Give me the strength to stand up, courage to take a chance 
Fill me with Your love and Spirit that I not fear failure
That I may be a blessing to others and glorify You

Forgive me for living as my name states
I know they are not the name that You gave me
Yet they are the ones I took upon myself

Now with You, Lord … My first name is ‘Joyful Singing’
Middle name ‘Thankful Spirit’,  last name ‘Saved by Grace’.
I am a child of God, living in Your Care!


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Bitterness

I had a dream the other night,
I woke up scared so full of fright.

Our Savior stood up on a hill,
This dream I dreamed it seemed so real.

Reading from a book these special names
I stood there and watched as the people came.

The names He read were His chosen ones,
But my name was not called, what have I done.

As their name was called I stood and watched them disappear,
And He looked at me like I was not even there.

Father I pleaded what had I done that was so very wrong,
You’re filled with bitterness is why you do not belong.

The pain I felt had tore me apart,
Unforgiveness had filled and darkened my heart.

This evil thing had claimed my place,
And stole from me my Saviors grace.

I watched and cried as they left that day,
I wished this dream would go away.

As I sat up on the edge of my bed,
Filed with shame as I hung my head.

Help me Father to overcome this hate filled spirit don’t let it win,
I turn to You, help me to make this bitterness end.


Details | Free verse | |

Questions

In the end ill have questions was i realy in love with "men" who's smile could 
brighten up whole america. in the end ill have questions was my last name 
realy "Trotter" the name every body under the god for saken sun questiond was i 
realy me my soul myself. in the end ill  ask was i realy myself was i realy who i 
thought i was or was i somethig i wasnt at the begining of 1988 the 11 day of july 
in the end ill ask a question and hopeing for you to answere it and not to see you 
pause on one single question "IN THE END ILL  A QUESTION "May i Can i ask a 
question".


Details | I do not know? | |

Hope

I hope
You are safe
From your desire
From the tatoes
you drawn on me
From the name you gave me
From the name i gave you.


Details | I do not know? | |

Do All Unto The Name Of The Lord

Do all unto the name of the Lord,
Do all in Jesus name.
If you do a deed in your own, 
The reward won’t be the same.

Everything you go to do,
Keep Jesus in the middle.
It is a lot when Jesus is there,
Even if it is just a little.

In all you do, then do therewith,
Therewith with all your might.
Do it all in the name of the Lord,
And of Jesus, never loose sight.

He’s a steady rock in the time of trouble,
An anchor in the middle of the storm.
A shelter, a refuge, a hiding place,
When it’s cold, He’ll keep you warm.

Whatever you do, for a friend or a neighbor,
Do it in Jesus’ name,
It will be like you are doing it for Jesus Himself,
And for Him, you won’t be ashamed.

So do all unto the name of the Lord,
Do all in Jesus’ name.
If you do a deed in any other
The reward just won’t be the same.



Details | I do not know? | |

what we became

for all the love we show for our hero's
what we became to see is reality 
hero's is a name who some people shame
some don't even see what freedome is about
untill time runs all out
what we become is fallowing in our fellow's
foot steps with many rep's
time can only tell hoping it won't be too late , if we don't look at our hero's
of the U.S.A. who cried and died for those
who they saved , then what will we become ?
with every stone and tag each name is engraved , to remember the ones who 
loves us the most dies and tries to keep one thing
in mind every one is born blind till some one leads the way one day to a door so 
they can see of what we became .