Why?! Sometimes I ask why. I mean why?
Does the good die young, I mean why?
Does the world make it so hard for single mothers to feed their kids but have enough
money for inmates, I mean why?
Do we constanlty see history repeat itself when we have already learned it, I mean why?
Do we fear and cant trust the police, I mean why?
Do we attack and hurt the people that love us but love the people that attack and hurt us, I mean why?
Do we have a generation that believes love is unsearchable. Where hate is leaned on more. Where happienes is rare.
And where lust is a no brainer, I mean why?
Do kids know every song lyric, but doesnt know a bible scripture besides the one tatted on their arms, I mean why?
Do I have people in my life that are their for no reason, I mean why?
Do I have a pinch of believers but a handful of doubters, I mean why?
Did I have so much pain growing up, I mean why?
Do now I have enemies that use to be my friends, I mean why?!
Do things never go my way in my life, I mean why?
But Gods plans are unsearchable. So he only knows, Why.
I feel tempted, dishonest, unlawful, inadequate, sinful, and incomplete. I thrive on hate, I fixate on pain, and I dwell on jealousy, my anger becomes uncontrollable, my rage over powers me, I feel helpless. The shadow within me fills my heart with sin, the darkness dims my light, my days grow long and cruel, my nights simmer my thoughts, I cannot feel, I cannot touch, my heart has been ripped from my chest, my soul no longer exists, I am gone! They pray for my salvation, they morn my soul, they have faith that there is still a glimmer of hope that I may be saved, that I may become myself again. I wake up! A bright light overwhelms my sight, I feel peace, I can feel my heart beating, I can touch my soft skin, when the blur subsides I see a face, a face, like no other face I have ever seen, it is my lord and he has saved me.
I just remember our college days
Together all weather we did face
Time is going fast without grace
We walked in life on different ways
Thank God, you, I could just trace
I with love visited your living place
Surely God helps if one truly prays
To reach divine bliss, we all chase
God will definitely take up our case
Now we belong to the human race
All humans are competing in rat-race
But, what we need is only God's rays
When all morals, a soul sincerely obeys
With that soul, the Almighty ever stays
Of course, upon all, cunning fate preys
Fortunately this holy prayer surely pays
To rescue us, God's blessing always plays
If its faith a humble soul calmly displays
Solution will show to it its charming face
Our happiness, nothing can displace
If pure belief we have on all the days,
To test us for truth, God just delays
One day, happiness will finely surface
On that day, holy bliss, we will embrace.
Author: Gwen von Erlach Schutz
When night comes at last,
Dragging it's long face down,
When drunk, the gash of dusk comes.
Of lamentation, of it's cries,
Of laughter and the soothing music into
For something I couldn't understand.
When, free at last
The night had won again,
It's cries were louder than what we could
When mourning comes,
Dressed in black and grim faces
Down the roads forevermore.
Sober at the lash of dawn,
Do we go where we are needed.
It's songs were much more beautiful than I
Making way for the ropes of day,
Do we stumble and fall.
As we all go back to weaving the stories,
Tapestries, it is what you willed.
Soft, still, the silence heaves
I inhale, the Spirit breathes;
Flowing, growing Christ bestowing
Life and strength surpassing knowing.
Scented, soothing, respiration
Taking in His inspiration;
Filling, feeling Christ exalted
Love and Grace supremely vaulted.
Sure, secure the Spirit wind
Where flows the Sovereign;
God revealing Christ resplendent
Hope and purpose codependent.
When He breathes upon the morn
Hope has dawned and life is born;
He my all in all shall be
From now unto eternity.
" JEHOVAH GOD and Jesus Christ, Forever - Amen ... "
An Acrostic & Alliteration Poem
(Part 1 of 6)
( Psalms - Chapters145 - 150 / Ps. 83:18 / Ex. 3: 14, 15)
(John 8: 12 / John 14: 6 / Acts 4: 10 -12 / Isa. 9: 6, 7 )
(Rev. 5: 6 / Rev. 19: 13, 16)
J oyous ONE of Justice - All Judgements YOU Own
E verlasting, Eternal & Existence To YOU Belong
H eaven Is The Home of The Hallelujah's Throne
O nly One To Receive Worship - As GOD, Alone
V eracity of YOUR Voice & Vows Are Virtuous Songs
A lmighty, Abba ... Always YOUR Answers Have Shown
H oly, Holy, Holy Spirit - The Highest Known ...
An Acrostic & Alliteration Poem
Part 6 of 6
A lways With Accolades Acceptance
m ore Moments, Merging With GOD's Message
e ver Eager & Every Enlightened Instance & Essence
n ow & New & Non-Stop Blessed
Written & Copyrighted ©: 10/17/13
by: MoonBee Canady
Flames roared through the nights sky.
A glimpse of blue still protruded through the flames.
The heat warmed the mortals below.
They believed that this was a great night.
The sky emulated a beautiful red color.
The color was extraordinary with remnants of blue.
They believed that they were all safe.
They were not nearly as safe.
They were witnessing Armageddon.
The war between good and evil.
For no one is safe until judgment day.
That is the day when the sky will forever remain blue.
The birds will sing a tune.
The flowers will bloom.
That will be the day.
The day when we will all be ok.
A Translated Version of the Old English Poem -
Draw near and hear the breadth of hardship.
Its lay is seas of suffering,
of swelling woes He heaves upon the wave,
those dreadful walls of water’s rage!
They bear me bitter depths
of mind and body. And marking course,
lifting shadows from the ship prow,
I strain for cliff shapes. Stark cold stabs me,
Stinging sole and stirs me
in an icy broth. Such bree and trough
wears to deeper draft. Hunger drinks the spirit.
I weary of the seas…
Those souls the world
has overdressed but weakly dream
of tacking sail, the seas of perils,
living faith alone and wretched
and deprived of friend, depressed by winter winds
and heavy salt-freeze. Salt-hail breaks the foam.
And I hear my name, the naked waters call
with cresting, crashing wave. Yet white swans call.
For my skylarking, the screak of gannets
and curlew creaks, they counter nethered taunts,
and mew gull strains instead of mead.
Tempest hazes cliff, land terns trill
frosty, feathered stresses, singing to the storm.
Eagles scream their screeches of sullenness.
How I mourn the kiss of care and kin!
The one who lives in life’s delights,
who stomachs pride well plied with wine
and safely housed, has no hope of trials.
Ah! The weary wash of water paths!
Night shade falls and north snow falls.
Shores frost thick, shaping, shifting
In pelts of numbing hail. Now, safe on land,
my trials lure me. I long to try the brine,
its stinging spray, and pray to stay the course.
My heartache coos and claimed, my spirit bills.
Again, I scud the seas! Scouting distant vistas,
I fish the shores of foreign land.
I see against the spray - So spurned of pride
and free with gifts, so fierce in youth
and great in deed, I see the grace of God
saves no one from certainty of death.
We fear the final will that awaits the flesh.
I breathe and move for nothing - My music, birds.
My woman is the sea and gifts are what I see.
Nothing, but to plow the pitching waves
That heat such yearnings of a sea-heart:
Wintered towns flush with wooded bloom.
The new paints the old with promises of fruit.
How can I not return and taste this life renewed?
It sends my spirit sailing far
upon a flooding love, this path of living faith.
Summer cuckoos sing and dance
the songs of sirens, sweeping weak hearts
in waves of grief.
The ones who grow content
and fatten on the vine, will never follow suffering,
bruising sea and self to search the bounds of exile.
All the more my heart must husk the breast.
My spirit sails the seas, the yawning crest,
sounding where the whales ascend the blue
that rides the earth. It races back
and swoons with longing. My sole flier sings
and sends me swimming with the whales,
shipping tracts of sea. There, I see three truths –
Faith given joys flame a gentle heart
more than love of life. Lands are locked in change,
that we should taste their treats, not keep them.
And I hear three howlings hot to drown us
in our swim of honeyed milk - sickness, war and age.
They flog from man his meteoric flesh
before the fire coals. Fate knows all and none.
And I learn parables. We prune our tree
to share the ripened fruit. Fall will show our caring
and winter sing our faring, now summer springs not.
I breathe of light! My breath must melt
the icy grip of Hell on this heart, these hands,
and force their warmth against the Frozen One.
A man must stand for stark resolve.
The Heavens boast a heart of oak,
its lean for harvest gold.
We hold left lands
of buried glories, bound to graves long settled.
Men of power mimic majesties asleep,
their love of labor lost to easy vice.
Once, labors of love were labors of truth,
of grand nobility and gifts of brilliant stars.
The stars are faded, their fabled joys fallen
to weaknesses. Our world now wants.
What labors make, we love and love of nature, lost.
Man’s creations crust with age
and man will draw to dust with age.
The years connect our creasing lines.
We mourn our kin, the men who die,
Those noble children chilled in tilled darkness.
Life will leave us all. Our languid forms
will never swallow what is sweet of tongue,
nor taste the warmth of truth, of love, of life.
Before the grave is closed, it cries for gold
which goodly brothers freely give, if able.
Yet, buried treasures for the final trek
will serve no soul which is soiled in sin.
His wrath is harsh on he who hoards His wealth
while in this world, for the world moves
in trepidation, dreadful of His sword.
He fashions the firmament,
founds the lands and gives them drink.
The Dark Angel stalks behind and strikes the blind
who hold no fear of God. A humble life is blessed.
Heaven leads the one who lives by faith!
god i was mad at you today forgive this ipray and all because thing didn't go my way!i chilled out and figue you had you reasons,even thouth ididnt under stand i talked to you in a way i can't bear too say!yuor people they love me so sorry to them too without i wouldn't know what to do!you and them keep me from losing my mind i love you god all the time!your angel begs your forgivness now iknow your people will forgive me somehow!
An Acrostic &
Part 5 of 6
F reedom & For Our Futures
o pened, On-going Doors
r ecurring, Radiant Splendors
e ndless, Emitters Explore
v ictorious Thru Void Ventures
e arth Thru Eternity Endures
r eclaimed, Remains, Remembers ... WHO Restored ...
He feels your pain and He remains.
He knows your needs and intercedes.
He hears your cries; and weeps beside.
He sees your heart and never parts.
He shares your load and walks your road.
He stills your fear and draws you near.
He takes your sin and life begins!
He lifts your despair, because He cares.
He carries you, is faithful, true.
He tasted death and resurrects.
He never quits and will persist.
He conquered hell, so it is well.
He overcame, you’ll do the same.
Matthew 28:20 “teaching them to observe all that I commanded you; and lo, I am with you always, even to the end of the age."
they are confused i feel their it pouring out of their words as they spit cruel taunts at me hoping to get another reason to strike me father they do not know which the madness they bring forth they pull me high i feel a sharp pain in my hands they grow cold and limp their smothered in red ink pouring from itself they place jagged pieces of something on my head and i feel a warm liquid dripping down my face i feel my life draining i look down at my death dealers and forgive them as i pass on to see my father
Part 2 of 6
An Acrostic & Alliteration Poem
G lorious ONE - The Grandeur & Genuis of Genesis
O nipotent Power - Is YOURS - The Universe Gives Evidences
D ynamic, YOUR Dimensions of Energy Is Extensive ...
An Acrostic & Alliteration Poem
Part 4 of 6
J ewel of The Crown ... As The WORD - Journeyed Far
e steemed Lord of lords - Enters As Bright Morning Star
s acred High Priest of Heaven & Lord of Sabbath, You Are
u s ... You Ushered In & United, So We Wouldn't Falter
s acrificed Your Blood For Love, Upon The Salted - Altar ...
C ompasionate Counselor, The Conqueror Gleams !
h ope, Help & Happiness For All Humble Human Beings
r ays of A DayStar - Rising, Reaching & Seen
i nnocent Lamb of GOD - Inifinite, King of kings !
s on of GOD, Savior, O' Salvation He Brings
t he Way, Truth & The Life-Light's Triumphant Beam ...
The Church cannot forget her mission
Was made possible by the Motherhood of Mary
Who conceived and bore a Son
Who is God from God
True God from True God
Mary is truly the Mother of God
Whose motherhood as the vocation to motherhood
Bestowed by God on every man raised to its highest level
Thus, Mary becomes the mother of the Church and to be New Eve
The mother of believers, the mother of the living
Bobby-O believes in astronomy – stars alignments and planets in tune
Jason justifies existence through science- life of “I am and done”
Evan gives evidence towards evolution- ameba to ape to man
Multitudes cry- “I believe in God!”
Though few live life outside the man
An Acrostic & Alliteration Poem
Part 3 of 6
a rmies of Heaven's Host & Ages Into All Time
n otes YOUR - No Beginning & Never Ending Mystery & Noble Signs
d esigns & Deeds & Decisions - YOU Delivered, Divine ...
A God who is loving.
A God who is forgiving.
A God who is Peaceful.
A God who is unchangeable.
A God who is a father.
A God who is a friend.
A God who is a king.
A God who is a creator.
A God who is one and only.
A God who is a father of all children.
A God who is a friend of all sinners.
A God who is a king of all kings.
A God who is a creator of everything.
A God who loves us.
Even through will sinners.
And we go back to sin.
A God who loves us so much
That he sent his one and only son,
To die for our sins.
A God who forgives for all sins,
Even though we go back to sinning.
He still loves us.
A family is made from lots of different things,
screaming kids and lots of children's screams.
The number one thing that holds it all together,
is when God is sitting in the center.
Without his presents it's easy to forget,
that life can get tough especially with all the debt.
Next to God we need to find forgiveness,
it helps when we're going through all that stress.
We are all human and tend to make mistakes,
having forgiveness helps to keep us in our place.
After forgiveness should come the peace,
without peace we wouldn't be able to stand this place.
When we keep the peace we'll find,
it's easy to find a quiet piece of mind.
The more we keep the peace we will gain the trust,
that's what keeps us all together without going bust.
After everyone trusts with all there heart,
it's hard for the family to fall apart.
Finally the soul core of the heart is love,
sent to us straight from the Lord above.
Any families love is tender and golden,
just like the innocents of our sleeping children.
So please remember this one thing my friends,
all through life there is something' more important than power and benjamines.
That one and simple thing is the heart of a family.
Dedicated to my wonderful family:
Renee, Emily, Faith and Clairyssa.
I am still in Zion for you are the one I long to please, let this world, this town try
and break me and attempt to bring me to my knees, for it cannot and shall not
ever even come close to defeating this-what we have, what God gave to us what
we have bled for and how we came so close, so close to perfection and to
everything I have never known, you have loved me and you have finally shown,
you have shown me what it is to desire a true but forbidden fire and the rest of my
years here on this earth and the rest of my tears and fears I long to share with
you and the temple I have raised in your name while I praise God that you came
and shattered all the false dreams and hopes and for this reality I cope and try to
deal with all of the farce that I must deal with and my sanity is now a blissful part
of life for I have lost that pain and lost that strife that has plagued me I shall obey
thee and strive to please you in the way only a King could please his Queen by
offering her the world and all the jewels within it. Thank you for this
It was not because of anything that I had done
that the Lord God made me an adopted one
It was not because of anything that I did say
the Jesus Christ came to show me the Way
It was not because of anything that I did see
that God gave me love, grace and mercy
It was not because of anything that I did hear
that the Lord God gave me His righteous ear
It was not because of anything that I did feel
that I was given salvation so my spirit would be healed