You are so beautiful.
More beautiful than eye sit here in the shadows
inspired by your innocence.
You are so kind,
the way your fragility shatters over and over
upon the surface of your precociousness.
Eye shed my monk's robes
to join the fight against evil,
but evil won,
washed through me
as an all-encompassing disease....
....became evil to fight evil.
eye look upon the Temple;
looking at it from the outside-in.
And, all I really want,
is to pray there again with butter candles and beads.
The evil is too powerful to fight against,
mere mortals do not have a chance.
Eye didn't know this yet,
far too green behind my soul.
eye just want to atone for my many misdeeds,
so that my heart burns brightly enough,
the winds of wickedness cannot extinguish its flame.
Eye still have my robe and beads here with me,
buried the sword in foreign sands,
but the Temple looms high above,
looking down upon me as a stranger.
Eye will wait within its shadow,
for my patience has yet to evaporate.
Watching the beautiful, kind people
pass through the Temple,
eye wonder if they even taste the butter tea.
~(2012 Jungle Re-mix)~
There are times we are left to cope
With situations that drain our hope
Leaving us full of despair
At how some people just don't care
About the evil that they do
To good people like all of you
We are left to somehow face
That in mankind there is disgrace
And those of us left alive
Must find away to survive
As you pick up the pieces of your life
Without your mother, father, husband or wife
And some of you God forbid
Without the love of your kids
We must band together with a brotherhood
Show that in this world there is some good
Because we are together in this deal
We try to help each other heal
We seek in each other good advice
And offer each other sacrifice
We hold each other in prayer and song
As we continue to re-build the wrong
Because what else in the world can we do
Except let the light of good shine through
The evil darkness and despair
Of a catastrophic lack of care
We want you to know you are not alone
Think of America as a giant cone
And all of us are funneling through
Our prayers and hopes to all of you
Posted for Nathan's 9-11 contest
I am Reality’s angel
resting on the broad shoulders of discovery
the truth feeds darkness and engulfs its target
ideas and concepts in turn become meaningless to you
there is a creator of all things
He is just and patient
many still have fallen into the masses of shadow
wrapped in their own filthy idols of philosophy
I have seen grown men fall like rose petals
and weaklings rise into unjust leaders
forever the follower of furtive evil
dominating only to remain inferior
the most important answers lie in the unseen regions
where no sense can fully give assurance
the mind that so many unreasonably twist and turn
grows weary because of the distance it must take
and truth be told the distance is not what frustrates
it is knowing we are seeking something far
that could very possibly not exist,
that our minds can twist into theoretical, idealistic nonsense
it is knowing all we really think we know
and yes—even a lie
all that has been written thus far rests under my wings
under the warmth in which you refuse to feel
can you believe in me—
though I am completely unseen?
how much more difficult would it be to see
Which way leads to the
land of green white
Which way are we
A country the wicked
bears the rulership, and
the people sighing
A terrible thing sprouts
beneath the sun: a
Imps come to lime-light
by snuffing air from the
goose that laid the
The blind guiding the un
The weak suppressing
the strong-a terrible
Like the overthrow of the
gods at Mt. Olympus by
A country where also
thieves appear as men of
Land of green white
A land where the
enlightened ones are
peanuts given to them.
The masses are dogs that
eat the crumbs.
Which way to go you
Iliterates stand on
podium of power
bellowing orders as milk
of sorrow known as
dividends of democracy
is passed around.
The machine of progress
manned by the
"There is better
tomorrow" we hear.
Land of green white
where rule of law walk
The proles are sentenced
to adversity,and there
endured death-like trials.
Chai! Aru! People
dancing on thorns
whimpering as they
I see a new sun rising
from the horizon,hope is
rekindled as its rays
grace on hopeless bodies.
Look!! there soon be
Habits at Dawn (Collaboration Contest)
by~ Catie Lindsey
Everything eventually dies
in long hours of neglect
and what remains is not what you think
nor what you suspect.
Guarded safely forty fathoms below
where little white lies and evil intent
cannot swim the bustling tide
of the things strong men invent.
Cruelty in a place
where honor was thrown to the wind
where loyalty meets with lashing out
crushing bones into pulp
shading the flowers bloom
stripping the heart of any hope
that goodness will come soon.
It is safer not to feel
and hearts can't always mend
from fabrication of intent
to swallow you whole
spit you out and then
Funny how strong men invent
new means of weakness
casting shadows and pounding dents
into the body of the soul.
The heart stands no chance
with liars who get bored
and concoct evil intent.
by~ Poet Destroyer
As life rebirth the surface
Everything abandon will soon gain custody.
For every lie I will leave you wordless,
and subside your pleasure of gluttony.
You think I will drown with God on my side
All the things you men invent,
are nothing but lies, your evil excuses under disguise.
One day you will be held in content
Honor in what?
The way you think you can slip away.
Loyalty was the shortest subject you ever took.
Turning every wrong page in my book.
You men can strip our heart,
And give us the will of no hope.
I said Nope!
Along will come God,
who will flip my boat again to float.
I will see the goodness!
And feel stronger than I was before.
Mend my heart with new habits to explore.
Swallow the whole world complete.
You will be the one beneath my feet.
Weakness you will find in your own shadow,
once I walk away from your deceit.
Lashing out to bring me near
Never will you hurt me,
or set my heart in tears.
New habits are easy as one two three.
A collaboration with* Catie Lindsey
Almighty, as we begin 2013 a new year,
Speak to us daily,YOUR words we want to hear,
On the road of life,safely steer,
Open our eyes,of evil beware,
Relieve us,of all our fears,
Encourage us to do more,the world needs care...
Almighty,2013 a new year we begin,
Hold our hands,through thick and thin,
Help us to search ourselves from deep with-in,
Encouraging YOU,to wash away our sins,
Let YOUR light,run through our limbs,
Putting evil on stand-by,no time for him...
Almighty,2013 our lives please bless,
We will chant YOUR name,YOU do the rest...
Overcoming Evil With Good...
"Do not be overcome by evil,
but overcome evil with good."
This verse from scripture
is often misunderstood.
Many tend to "get back" at someone
who's "wronged them."
Whether it be from a stranger... or even a friend.
You cannot fight evil with evil--
this isn't God's plan!
His concept of love and mercy-- you
need to understand.
Remember the words Jesus said in the beatitudes.
Perhaps this can stop any
You were called to be holy--
with Godliness in mind.
To be filled with his mercy...
being gentle and kind.
Rise above whatever evil
may come your way/
Overcome by doing this with
God's goodness... today!
Allow the cross of Christ to be
lifted up in your life.
Allow his spirit to remove all malice,
bitterness and strife.
A compassionate and loving person
in you... others will see!
What you do today--will impact your eternity!
An overcomer of evil is often
difficult to do.
Obey and trust God--
He will see you through!
By Jim Pemberton
Political Correctness Brings Weakness!
In our country’s pursuit of “political correctness…”
We’re not in a position of strength… But weakness!
It’s like you can’t hardly say anything anymore…
And you find yourself outside the courtroom’s door!
We may think we’re strong… But we’re weakened!
You may ask; “how could all of this happen???”
We’ve attempted to replace God with a “new morality.”
This has brought a new generation of “moral depravity.”
We bend our laws to what is called; “constitutional.”
And forget about what is truth! And what is biblical!
Even the ten commandments are often ridiculed and scorned.
As a great rise of ungodly living has been formed!
A tide of sexual perversion is what has taken place!
Bringing into my homes, much heartache and disgrace!
God’s truth is often “thrown out,” and avoided!
While a “new kind of living” has often been decided!
We need YOU Jesus! Now! More than ever before!
Our sins, on the old rugged cross, is what he bore!
Jesus is the answer to our problems! He is the solution!
His blood can take away all of the sinful pollution!
Please dear lord, touch and convict us with your power!
Please heal this nation! We need YOU this hour!
By Jim Pemberton 09/30/13
A Very Inviting Temptation!
I remember of a particular situation.
I was offered a very "inviting" temptation.
The situation I was in... I didn't belong!
And lost any sense of "right and wrong."
At first... I felt no guilt or shame.
And brought embarrassment
to my family's name.
I tried to explain this to my wife and kids.
I heard; "Dad... please... no more fibs!"
The Godly principles were "tossed to the side,"
As the sin inside caused arrogance and pride.
Soon, all in my life that truly mattered...
Was gone! My life was empty and shattered!
I was sorry for all of the problems I caused!
This time... I took a moment to pause.
I cried to God to rescue me from my sin.
I confessed! Would God help me once again?
I read in the Bible of Jesus’ grace and love!
This time the help I needed had to come from above!
I asked him for a fresh and brand new start.
He removed the stain from a broken heart.
He restored to me the joy I once had.
I'm so blessed! Jesus has made me glad!
Jesus is the reason I'm here today!
I LOVE HIM more than words can say!
By Jim Pemberton
I was born in a world of poverty and soiled life of a third world country
The way I lived till I was five years of age was walls of boundary
These walls had towers of guards that had no heart or care
If a child would try to climb the wall they lose their life I swear
Father had drank and threatened my mother with a knife
My father lost his job and wife and that was the hardship of life
He stopped my mother from taking off with me in her arm
Hoping that my father would ignore and left me be with no harm
When my father went off to drink one night and came home with rage
My brothers stood by my crib and took a beating that set up the next stage
My father had woken up to three scared children half starved and in pain
His final words as he walk away from the orphanage gate live life do not go insane
I was still a baby in the orphanage; the caretakers did not really care about the babies
They stole items and materials those wicked men and maternal evil ladies
They starved all the babies because it cost a lot to keep them alive
As a child of that age I could feel the sins and greed that gave out bad vibes
I was ignorant about what I drank and ate, as I see white maggots move in my bottle
As I see them move I thought about how they were playing and some were hostel
They ate each other to keep each other alive in a manner that took me by surprise
In the back round I hear others throwing things with sounds of painful cries
I got very strong at a young age I was able to start pulling myself up over the cage
My feelings were to see my brothers with strong lungs that I cried out of rage
My two brothers came to see me and sneak food into my crib
The caretaker would find the food in my hands as they grabbed it and hit me on my ribs
As painful as it was I kept eating the food with blood in my mouth as it was instinct
I sometimes laid in my crib dazed and confused with smell of death so distinct
With all my might I kept myself strong and climb the small wall
I finally was old enough to get out of the building and I could hear my brothers call
With tears of joy with short legs that ran as fast as my heart
I ran to my brothers arms and held their hands to have a new start
I grew stronger everyday but more things came into my life in a manner of dismay
If my brothers stay by my side I could smile and everyday their would be okay
Is It God We Trust? Or Leave In the Dust?
As our courts remove God from this great nation.
We are left with a confused and lost generation!
As God is taken away from our public schools.
A huge tide of immorality is what “rules.”
The Bible is often mocked and discarded.
It was on it’s principles this country was started!
Just about anything of God seems to get scorned.
So many “rush” to worship many ungodly forms.
As God’s name is often tossed and thrown out.
We tend to forget what HE is all about!
Too often, his plans for living are tossed and abused.
No wonder, there’s many who are lost and confused!
As people forget God and worship the fallen creature.
They look to themselves and “glorify” their features.
Many ignore God, and get involved in deep addictions.
And with this, come disease,
heartache and afflictions!
As God looks and sees this nation “bleeding.”
It’s his righteousness, that we need to be seeking!
If we would humble ourselves, he would hear our prayer!
He loves all of us! And he really does care!
Won’t you come to HIM, And invite him in?
Won’t you allow him to be your master and friend?
He brings strength and nourishment to the soul!
It’s only in him that we can be made whole!
By Jim Pemberton
Random thoughts of you run
randomly throughout my mind,
as I hold, looking through a simple picture of you and I,
smiles and holding each other,
embracing warmth brings me to sanity,
watching your hand on my forearm,
as you gaze into my eyes.
Oh the tears flood such emotion,
only you and I now in such madness we call love,
such madness we all call life,
such madness we all call reality.
Thoughts of me without you,
I cannot bear to see such a sight in mind,
to hear such words that tear my heart out
and sadness stabs me rapidly in the back,
and I can't bear to see such a sight as this.
Thoughts of you
running randomly throughout my mind,
my hair turns silver and white with stress
of not being with you,
and my liver covered with cancer,
and lungs black with smoke,
and stomach embraced with ulcers.
All I ask for you,
is not to be a thought anymore,
and come back to me in flesh and bone
in a portrait painting of you in reality
come to me with your beauty and glory
and kind heart and hold me again,
and let me kiss you again and love you again,
and call you mine again.
Don't say it is impossible,
when you know and I know,
that it is in fact possible
to love each other once again.
A single kiss from thy lovely lips,
so sweet and so divine,
yet I taste posion upon your tongue.
Your beauty so glorious,
like a blooming rose so beautiful,
yet, why do mine eyes go blind
in the sight that you walk along with another?
Yes you, walk with another,
arm under arm,
lips touching lips in romantic kisses,
it makes my blood boil,
for mine lips are dry.
For mine eyes have seen your glory,
yet no one here listens to my story.
You are evil, yes you are,
don't try to deny,
Listen to a man of experience,
you might as well save some expense.
I write of our long romantic walks
we took together, under the shade of olive trees,
how we went apple picking in autumn time,
and made love in the foyer.
Nomore of that sweet and passionate love,
nomore silent kisses in the night,
when the wind blows hard against the branches,
that tape violently on my windowpane.
Nomore somber tears shed, when you got sick,
and nomore warm embraces when you shed tears of betrayal.
Betrayal now is a game played by a fool,
such as I,
to think I'd have a happy life with you?
Huh, only a fool would think such a thing,
but now I sit, looking at the foyer,
where we once made sweet, passionate love,
nomore will that foyer be filled with exotic pleasure.
Nomore will you be filled with smiles and exotic pleasure.
I've done my job, as a good man shall do,
now pack your things and get of my stage,
the spotlight yawns for anew,
and the audience grows tired and restless of you.
Now I live life anew,
you too shall see life in new eyes,
walking hand and hand with the blond, blue eyed devil
you call your own.
Shall he take one kiss from your lips,
and die of the posion he tastes on your tongue,
shall he go blind, when he sees your true, black beauty?
He will see the ugly soul, covered up by white rags,
and cheap makeup,
and then he will come to me,
and shake my hand in condolence
and say, "You were right!"
Now you are all alone,
looking for another, as you did many times before,
Now you are alone, walking an open road,
spying on another,
fear of being alone.
Now, you see when you play games with a good man's emotions,
don't try it,
because a good man is not meant to be toyed with.
Build me a temple high…high…high up where the sun can rise
Where good can shine and the evil die as a plant in winter time.
Let it rise
Let it die
Let it shine
Build it high up the moon
But under the sky
And let the sun shine
Through the skin that dims inner light
Let the light unfold the eyes
And see the beauty inside of this small world that wants to shine
Let the war be the plant that could die in winter time
Let it rise
Let peace in the world rise
High…high up like a bird flying up to the sky
Let it die
Let hate die
As a phoenix and be reborn as a flower
Full of scents and beauty instead.
Let it shine
Let our inner light shine
Let it shine through our skin and show us that we can light up the way without hate and
Let it rise
Let it die
Let it shine
Let the battle field turn into a garden
Let the soldiers be the flowers
And the ammunition be the fertilizing soil
Build me a temple high…high up the sky
To symbolize world peace.
Don’t rush take your time
until we find out that we can shine
Let our soul rise
Let our evil die
Let our ability to find world peace shine.
Just When It Seems Like Life Is Overwhelming!
Just when it seems like I’ve faced
my darkest night…
And things in life,
aren’t turning out right…
This is about the time, when things
are falling apart!
And I began to feel a lot of stress in my heart!
I run to Jesus! I know that he wants to help me!
He’s always here! And promises to never leave me!
He sees me, and speaks words
of comfort, to follow!
He reminds me, that he’ll take care
of today and tomorrow!
He lets me know that he won’t let go of my hand!
Everything I’m going through…
He turns back all of the problems that are overwhelming!
And I see what things my life, are becoming!
I have fellowship with Jesus! Like I never had before!
He’s given to me peace and hope! And much more!
I’m glad I have such a wonderful
friend like this!
His love and joy… I don’t want to miss!
Thank you Jesus! For turning my life around!
And for plating my life on a solid ground!
You’re all I want! And all that I’ve needed!
With you as my Lord! My life has been completed!
By Jim Pemberton
Is life worth a try?
Would I be living a lie?
If I smile, would it break?
If I laugh, would it be fake?
I see the tears from the sky and me
See how self doubting I can be
The feeling of damp grass
The moment that's bound to last
The ways I could wash away
All the people who have gone astray
Is it me to blame?
When can my feelings be tame?
Why is this world so dark?
When can I actually make a mark?
The tears all fall down
Ive been given a permanent frown
Standing out is not a choice
Cant risk screaming with my voice
The sky is now dark blue
How many insults were true?
I wish I could be pure
They all hate me, I'm sure
All eyes watch me every move
So much that i want to prove
why do i still put up a fight?
Why shouldn't i just say goodnight?
i don't have anyone to miss
could death give me a dark ending kiss?
Is there a reason for me to be here?
I all i can feel is numbing fear
I just want to feel the sun shine
To feel happiness throughout my spine
But that is just a dream
That will float away with my desperate scream
Help is the word i always say
I ask for it everyday
And what do i get?
I pile full of regret
I think it's time
To end my faith, my suffering, my rhyme
I tried to write about love but I haven’t felt it.
I tried to write about the sea but I’ve never seen it.
Then I tried to write about the air, but I have never breathed it.
I tried to write about magic but I never believed it.
I couldn’t write about god, all I have ever done is sinned.
And when I tried to write about life I found,
I have never really lived.
As the sun sets
and the twilight comes out,
as the birds and squrriels are no where in sight.
As the whores and pimps sit on street corners,
waiting for street lights to turn from green to red.
As cadillacs stop and roll their windows down.
I can her the faint cry deep in the darkness,
of dirty gutters and dark, dead end alleyways,
I hear the faint tears fall and hit concrete pavement.
I feel the faint cries of whores,
I hear the sound of backhand hitting face
and brused tissue and broken noses are everywhere.
And the somber tears fall onto pillow cases,
and white motel bedsheets run red with blood
and cheap Italian wine.
And you can her the poet over the radio,
reading his own work for the one millionth time
and you can hear his soul slowly wanting to die.
He drowns himself in smoke and alcohol
the whore takes her pay, or spends a night in a jail cell,
the pimp nowhere to be found,
with a shiny blade stuck deep in his gut.
And the somber tears fall gently on the concrete pavement,
the floors of a jail cell,
tears on the pillow case and tears on a lonesome stage.
Tears never present, but are seen by many,
pain aches and pain takes away,
and I pour one more drink for the whore.
She takes me away,
and I caught her salty, somber tear,
and she crawled into my warm embrace.
I was the one who stuck the blade in the gut of that pimp,
who broke her nose and made her bleed,
with a cowardess and souless backhand.
I walk into the moonlight,
hearing the somber tears all around me,
crash violently to the concrete pavement.
The Earth rumbles and erupts with these tears,
that are shead for fellow Men, and Women and Children,
but we all look at ourselves and smile.
Happy we don't pay rent,
happy we don't have cancer,
happy we aren't six feet under;
But we still all cry,
Somber tears all fall in one big wave
crashing violently on the concrete pavement.
Now the red light turns green,
and the traffic moves along,
the whore is still at her corner,
the pimp still with the blade in his gut.
As sin and perversion often
So many lives and families
are being “disintegrated.”
Many are being driven by sin’s temptation force…
It’s no wonder much of this country
is way “off course.”
The morality and values that once made a great nation.
Are evaporating…. Leading to a
Love, honor, and respect of God…
Is often a “thing of the past.”
Anything of God seems to be
God is our only hope! And him alone!
Only he can bring healing to our broken homes!
He’s the answer to this wounded nation, that bleeds!
It’s only God that can meet all of our needs!
He’s our provider… The great: “I am!”
Won’t you reach out to him?
And give him your hand?
Why not give him a chance? And allow him in?
A brand new life for you…
Is waiting to begin!
May we allow God’s holiness and love to reach
down into our hearts…
Asking; “Lord please forgive our sins!”
Is a good place to start!
By Jim Pemberton
Good & Evil sat down to dine,
one clear, midsummer’s eve.
They feasted and ate from their porcelain plates,
on vegetables, cream and roast beef.
Now Good & Evil were friends in a sense,
but often they quarreled and fought.
They would haze each other, and engage each other,
in topics both narrow and broad.
Evil laid claim; “I bask in the fame,
that man has so hastily given me.
He has pushed to the front all the bad he has done,
and sated his bloodlust with misery!”
As soon as he said this, he got a text message,
from Boredom, who wanted to visit.
“Thanks to Boredom, I prosper; he is like a father,
he is popular, and I have missed him."
At this, there was heard a knock at the door,
Loneliness, desiring to be needed.
-Or perhaps Loneliness needed desiring,
but Evil happily received him.
Now Evil’s expression gave way to a smirk,
and he wiped his cold lips with a napkin.
“My dear Good, pray, what is your worth?
To be overlooked whenever you happen?
This world is a bore and empty without us,
it is obvious man has agreed.
And it should be noted, transcribed and quoted,
you cannot exist without me!”
Good took a swig of his fizzy beverage,
and said; “you don't cease to amaze me.
I’ll admit it is true that some look up to you,
but, my friend, I am strong and you’re lazy.
For, if you take time, I am sure you will find,
that every man can be great.
He’s survived this long because he is strong,
Love is hard, but what’s easy is Hate.
Therefore, in closing, I am thus proposing,
if man must choose his temperament.
Evil tidings will always be none worth reminding,
-but when there is Good, one remembers it.
Children with an illness,
Go through life,
They are looked down apon,
Because they are different,
When really they are not,
They are no different from you and me,
They have the same blood,
Running through their bodies,
Just as their hearts as well,
So, don't just look apon,
Their outer appearance,
And judge them,
For who they really are,
For a lot of them,
Are smarter and brighter,
Than you and I,
Could possibly be,
On our brightest day,
For they have the gifts,
From God up above,
So, always take the time,
To get to know their inner beauty,
For who they really are,
Cause they too need love,
Just as everyone else does,
If not even more.
What I do to deserve this heartbreak,
this horrid and unnatural pain,
this cleche of events that strike me simultaneously
as the time ticks away,
and as the grinning faces pierce a whole through my soul
and my heart turns pale and slowly beats.
My heart is torn in two,
and I cannot find the doctors to stich me up.
I ask an old man,
how does love go about,
he smaked me in the face and went on.
The pain and the sorrow,
it is too much to feel,
too much to gain in one serving,
When I eat, I taste posion, not passion,
familiar faces turn grey, with ruby eyes and sharp fangs
they hiss at me, like a cat to a mouse.
I don't understand why I deserve this.
I am a good man,
who loves with open arms and a big heart.
With every hug I give,
I recieve a knife of betrayal in my back,
I feel the blood ooze from my open wounds,
suicidal tendencies roll through my mine,
but I quickly throw them out,
because Mama didn't raise no coward.
I see the blow, I clench my fists
and swing away,
God cries wanting to stop this madness,
Death laughs and soon joins in,
people join in and punch away.
I lay there on the concret blood everywhere,
my heart torn out of my chest,
each with a thousand knives stabbed in it,
as it slowly beats,
I lay their on the pavement,
looking up to the heavenly skies,
and as it starts to rain droplets of hope
I ask myself,
What did I do to deserve this?
Then, I shall close my eyes
and rest for awhile.
Inspired by all the betrayal and heartbreak I've faced, by so many cowards who didn't want to recieve my love. People I had thought who were my friends, came with invitations of humiliation and hate, and now I see who my real friends are; this pen and paper... Have a good day.
P.S. No one should ever be shown this much betrayal and heartbreak. I wouldn't even wish it on my worst enemy. Have a good day!
Something wicked this way comes
Moving in the darkness thick
Evil dashing, coming quick!
I smell the stench of devil's dung
Something evil this way comes!
Something's wicked in the air
Tingling tickling at my toes
In the wind around it blows!
Quietly creeping everywhere
Something evil's in the air!
Something's wicked in my house
I feel it's lurking presence there
Talons, teeth, and demon's hair!
Quietly creeping like a mouse
Something evil's in my house!
Something's wicked in my room
In the shadows crouching cruel
Needing flesh to grind it's gruel!
To enter now would be my doom
Something evil's in my room!
Something's wicked drawing near
Grab the Bible and the cross
Show this vermin who's the boss!
The Lord will take away my fear
And quell the evil drawing near!
Timothy I. Brumley
Miracles and Miseries
The world resolved itself back into focus
As I lay amid the swarm of monitors
Still gulping the sword that brought me breath.
The worst now past
Many small miseries remained,
Chief among them the continuing mystery
Of my flooded, struggling lungs.
Finally I breathe well enough for the sword to be removed,
But the tests go on and on
The birth of each day bearing forth
Its own fresh indignity.
They give up guessing and haul me down again
To be opened anew and read for signs.
On the day this is done
The invisible agents of death outside
Decide to mock their pursuers
By leaving a tarot card at that day's shooting site.
They chose the Death card, of course
Revealing how little those
Who choose to play God games really know
About the mystical.
Dreaming of omnipotence through dealing death
The unseen assassins miss their own meaning;
For this card signals change, the ending of present things.
They have unwittingly declared their game will soon be over,
Predicting their own demise.
Meanwhile the doctors make their own spread of me
And come up blank again.
Once more I return to I.C.U.,
Held together with staples.
Once more the little agonies ensue:
The sitting, the turning, the testing.
By night they come for my blood.
By day they come for tests.
Always, in the background, the quiet moanings
Of we, the damned, condemned to medical Limbo
Roll on with the blind passage of hours and days.
The English nurse comes, all brightness and bubble
To heave my fragile self about;
She's a welcome break in the monotony
As my sustainers come and go.
Again the busy bedside conferences
And again the final admission
That all their probings have led down blind alleys.
A last-ditch effort is finally proposed:
Direct drainage of the drowning lungs.
To them this seems as a grasping at straws,
But to me it seems the one sensible solution,
And I look forward to it eagerly.
My inner mantra of "This too shall pass"
Is wearing thin.
Like a Christian martyr of old,
They pierce my back with their lance,
And the sea within that is drowning me
Finds its way out.
As the noxious waters within rush out,
Air surges into my grateful lungs.
From this moment, recovery becomes the new reality.
As I recover,
Indiscretion leads to capture
Of the unseen terrormakers.
To the astonishment of all,
They prove to be a dignified looking black man
And his enthralled protege' -
No prior convictions, no history of trouble
Attached to them at all.
This is how our modern Destroyers come calling.
Well dressed, well spoken models of propriety.
IN THIS GENERATION, THE LEVEL OF EVIL HAS BECOME so RAMPANT that CHRISTIANITY IS ALMOST VACCANT.
IN THIS GENERATION, CHRISTIANITY HAS BECOME A SHADOW, SO SHALLOW THAT IT’S ONLY DWINDLING ON THE BANKS OF FOG.
IN THIS GENERATION, CHRISTIANITY, JUST LIKE DIGNITY, VANITY AND VIRGINITY ARE NOW CONSIDERED AS INSANITY.
THERE IS NO SONG, NO QUESTION AND NO PEACE
BUT WHO IS TO BLAME?
FOR EVERYONE IS MAKING A STEP BACKWARDS AND SAYING AWE SINDINE!
WHAT THEN SHALL WE DO BECAUSE EVIL HAS STRIPPED ITS CURTAINS ON MANKIND AND???
THE MORALS AND VALUES THAT COMPLETES ONES HUMANNESS HAVE ALL BEEN LOST IN THE WILDERNESS. FURTHERMORE
THE TRAUMATIC AND SATANIC ACTS LIKE HUMAN DISCRIMINATION AND ELIMINATION THROUGH PREGNANCY TERMINATION HAVE BECOME A NORMAL ROUTINE OF THE DAY.
AS EARTHLY ANGELS, WE SHALL STRUGGLE TO KEEP OFF THE DIRTY ACTIVITIES THAT HAVE MUSHROOMED IN EVERY SOCIETY BECAUSE NOWADAYS, THERE indeed IS A VARIETY OF ANXIETY.
NOWADAYS, PEOPLE HAVE ACCEPTED EVIL. THEY HAVE REJECTED CHRIST WHO, FOR THEIR SAKE, WAS SACRIFICED.
NOWADAYS, PEOPLE HAVE DESERTED THEIR SAVIOUR. THEY HAVE EMBRACED THEIR EVIL BEHAVIOR.
NOWADAYS, PEOPLE FALL IN A SPIRITUAL WAR. THEY LACK FAITH AND THE DEVIL, FROM HIS BREATH POURS DEATH ON THIS EARTH WHICH HAS NO FAITH SO?
LETS US START: REDEEMING THE TIME FOR THE DAYS ARE EVIL!
INDEEED! THE END IS NEAR! THE BATTLE-FIELD IS ALREADY CLEAR! SO YOU MUST endure, PERSEVERE AND MUST HAVE NO FEAR BECAUSE ALL DAYS ARE NUMBERED!
The stones slipped through the great fingertips of God
Each ligure staked its existence on the four corners of the universe
The quadrivial region began to spin and pull into a sphere
And pathways revealed their footholds
The fourth ligure bravely landed in the midst of history
So that one day the future settlement of the second
Would be moved by the last—by the past
Suffering much it stayed
Manifesting in incandescent words
Thrusting evanescence upon the weak
Selfless, it's sorrow would move the merriest
Would move the unmovable
The third lies in the profound valley of mystical guardians
Star-recruited, they are the very light above the canvas of gray
They embrace the stone—are inspired by the stone
The very reflection of their creator was evident
Upon their unremitting glimmers
Unafraid to stare the others down
Motivated and construed by the glower of death
Eyes move fixedly beyond the simple vast
The second ligure rested upon the shoulders of invisible martyrs
The hopeful power it planted on the sufferers was unbelievable
For spectators used their disbelief to cover their ever-placed envy
They never were part of the battle—they merely watched
Always seeing truth
But they never quite absorbed
Like a rock hitting the water
The inevitable fate was to fly and sink
The first of the ligures settled in the very reservoir of Satan himself
Even the very heart of the devil is marked
Though rebellion embarked
The cold stone landed upon his naked bosom
He despaired not to the pericopal truth the gods had bestowed upon him
He merely despised it
But wished not to lose it
For such a stone to fall upon that dark corner—he felt pride for the gracious wound
In truth, there are twelve ligures of stone
And four were dispersed, dropped into the universe
The last eight the great Eternal wears upon his breastplate
And only He can re-move these ligures
-July 20, 2013-
-For Shadow Himilton's Any Subject Contest-
-Thanks for the inspiration-
God knows why we really need him!
He has put the enemy beneath him!
He knows that without him, we shall fail!
We’re like the blind following life’s trail!
He also knows, that his son bled and died…
That day on the cross, he was crucified!
He knows that his son arose from the dead!
He’s alive now! And is our daily bread!
Do you know how much God loves you?
How much he wants fellowship with you?
Do you even think about for just one moment..
Of Christ’ love? And his blood’s atonement?
He did all of this with one purpose in mind.
To offer his salvation to all of mankind!
No matter what you may say,
or think of him…
It’s all of us, that need him!
Won’t you join with me,
before God, in prayer?
Wherever we are…
He’s already there!
Won’t you join with me, and receive him in?
To cleanse us, and take away our sin?
Won’t you begin today? And feel his power?
You can be a new person! This very hour!
By Jim Pemberton
You are my princess, my fairy tail, your my future queen.
You are the only thing in my future from what I have seen.
You are royality to me, and I litterally have the blood of kings.
I would even set you up in a real castle if you wanted it to be your dwellings.
I love you/everything about you, the pleasure and peace you bring,
how my heart hurts when i know you must go, how it uplifts when my phone begins to ring.
You are my morning thought, and my fading dream.
For you I would commit an onslaught, without you I come apart at the seams.
You are a petal, from a rose,
A sexy model, striking a pose.
My eyes for you never depart, my lust for you always grows.
I would never give you up. You are the one I love and chose.
You are so beautiful, in my eyes you are jewels, you are gold.
I need you, in my heart and in my arms, you I would forever hold.
I want to confess your love, shout it from roof tops, ever so bold.
You are the one I want, to grow deeper in love with, as we get old.
This is for you Dana~Lynn,
For you I would commit every sin.
I would do it with a smile, a smirk, or a evil grin.
Let me be your yang, and I want you to be my yin.
Our love is just at the start, and yet I feel it has always been.
I would cliff dive for you, even throw in a double backspin
You are my high, you are my drug, with you I feel like I drank a bottle of Gin.
It is the vodoo that you do so well that conjurred me to be your evil jinn.
I love you Dana-Lynn Smith. Forever yours, Jesse Devile.
I Knew Someone Who Was Ready to “End It All!”
I knew of someone who just wanted “to end it.”
Giving up on life, and did not want to “defend it.”
It was a heart wrenching and difficult situation.
He said what he wanted to, with no explanation!
I could see his face and the sad look in his eyes!
What he was going to do next, was anyone’s surprise.
He turned to drugs and encountered addictions.
With this brought much disease and afflictions!
He gave up on the wonderful family that was given.
And turned to a pretty wild and crazy way of livin’!
I told him about a God who loves him very deeply.
As he listened, he began to grow restless and weary.
I reached for his hand and began to pray for God’s power!
It was a miracle! The blood of Jesus changed him that hour!
The spirit of God brought healing and hope to his body!
He was so excited! He rushed out to tell everybody!
The “end” that he wanted, seemed to just fade away!
For the son of the living God, changed him this day!
The glory of God, and the power of Jesus’ resurrection…
Changed him! And got him going in a NEW direction!
He’s so thankful for the blood of Christ’ atonement!
And is a different person now, because of that moment!
This same Jesus loves and can do the same for YOU!
Through the problems of life…
He will see you through!
By Jim Pemberton
The Crusades Began a Holy War
Which Continues to this Day.
We Kill, and Kill, and Now it Seems,
This shall Always be the Way.
One Side Scores, the Others Die,
Then the Cycle is Repeated.
It never Stops, It’s never Done;
The Battles Grow More Heated!
The Way to Peace, it Seems so Clear,
Is not Through Senseless Slaughter.
I Appeal to All, “Please Quit the Fight!”
Save our Sons and Daughters!
To Find Our Way out of the Dark,
We Need only Seek the Light.
A Solution Lies within our Grasp:
Forget who’s Wrong or Right!
This God or that, it Makes no Matter.
This Truth I have Acquired:
Be they Different, or the Same,
The Gods would Preach Cease Fire!
What makes this world go around?
What makes Death walk the Earth
and God sit on his throne and watch over us?
What makes love go around with such favour
and strut along side lonesome avenues?
What does a widow, a motherless child, a Vietnam veteran
and a boy who has had his fare share of heartbreaks,
all have in common with each other?
They were all promised a beautiful life,
free for all to love, free from the pain of betrayal
We are what make the world go around,
I am the poet who sits and looks at love walk down the street,
and watch the blind eyes stare deep in my soul.
I am the poet, that feels the pain of a heart torn in two.
He his the poet who writes of smiles, to forget the frowns
She is the poetress that writes of her success,
in order to forget her past that tortured her soul,
now he and she walk together writing poetry
sharing their love and smiles with the world.
But with smiles, also comes frowns,
with hearts full of love, comes hearts full of sorrow,
and someone has to stay behind and write of the bad
has to write and compose the songs of the sorrowed hearts.
We are all given love,
but it takes some whole lives to understand
the dark mystery that tags along with beautiful love.
Someone has to suffer the pain,
someone has to sacrifice his or her happiness,
so another poet can feel the beauty in happiness and pain.
I am willing to sacrifice my time and heart,
for my fellow poet to feel the smiles grow on their faces
and feel love uplift their heart,
while the black cancer tears apart mine.
I will go on, with what is left of my heart and smile,
and go into my room of creativity
and compose the songs of sorrowed hearts
for future poets, like that came before me.
I did not find myself to be so important
So I ask my friends do I seem distant?
When I ask the question I had received an answer, Yes
So I think that made it clear that I had been not the best
I am a friend of a friend that talks so many things
That friend talks to much it is insane and insanity it brings
I do care, about my friends they are all good people
They tend to stand on their high steeple
Today I find myself not so aware
Disbanding my fear of regret and care
Walking many different paths I see that I have found holes
It is the path that people choose to use to fuel their rage with coals
Coals are partially burnt wood or fossils a piece of fuel
It is the source of burden and fire a rage of emotions that stands cruel
It can be warm and caring, but it also can be baring
I just start to feel so low, below the ground I keep on staring
I reach for my friends so many times I feel so ignorant at times
Just once I feel I should not rely on them when feeling I can not find
I dig my hole deeper and I can not climb out
For some reason I am just full of doubt
I care about so many things and what I have is confusion
One person should be all I should think about to get out of that illusion
My battle in my heart and mind is not at all so pleasant
I feel so alone in an island that is shaped like a crescent
My emotions is like coinciding with a diameter of the semicircle
Not a full emotion that is complete like a circle
My feelings is circular full of incomplete thoughts, so much deeper
I feel it will wake up my evil half a evil soul that is a sleeper
What question should I ask myself? to believe that I am not so alone
As I feel like a person who is deteriorating to the bone
I ask my friends the same question once again
I figure I should do it, to know what kind of feelings I should end
So many thoughts that come out of my feeling
I feel like my friends take, an emotional trauma of stealing
They ask me questions and I answer theirs
But when I need mine answered I feel burning inside like a flare
Are they even friends when they do not take me serious in anyway
Just put me in my hole cause I feel nothing in their will be getting in my way
It's just so simple to answer someones problem
I answer friends with beauty of a rose, but when they answer mine I get the stem
I know the stem is very important in life, with out it how can a rose be a rose
With a hole to put the root and stem in how can it grow
The words we speak I guess is like all natural things we reap and sow
The World is not a happy place people don't care about others
they just want to have their own space.
The World itself is a beautiful place but it is the human race that brings
shame and disgrace to the world as they have caused much harm and
destruction and the world is now in sore straits one too deep to contemplate
of the terrible state it is now in.
What is the Solution to the Dilema, well from a human standpoint the answer seems
bleak as humans can only do so much and we are fraile and weak, so then who else can
we seek for guidance?
It would have to be a Source more powerful than anyother the
Creator and our Heavenly Father Jehovah in the heavens above who is the Personification of Love.
He is soon to take action into human affairs to show and prove just how much he really cares for all.
He will destroy the Source of evil which is the enemy Satan the devil which his name meansresister, he is ruling at present it all stems back to the beginning in The Garden of Eden.
He knows he is nearing his end, although he may pretend that he has forever but he is causing the damage and evil acts, as the whole world is lying in the power of the wicked one, so from this we need to take action ourselves and regain our spiritual health instead of pursuing the materials, prestige and wealth.
Take to heart this warning and sound advice as there is a hope for the future that enables us to cope.
There is a new world that awaits all righteous ones here on Earth that God has promised to kindly give in order to make us happy to live, there will be peace and happiness all around and not an evil person n sight,
we will grow to perfection and live forever, welcoming back our dead loved ones in the grand ressurection that we eagerly look forward to, so this may all seem like some made up dream but believe me
it is real and is comming true as all these what's happening in the world today are fullfilling Bible prophecy so when in distress turn to the one knows you Best and learn the Truths from God's Word, and you can have a happier life now and in the future you will not have to fear or dread as there is a hope instead even bringing back
There was garbage in my life,
that God said would destroy me!
I tried to tell others about this,
but they wouldn’t believe me!
God clearly spoke to me about some
garbage I hung on to.
He told me to let go of it…
But I didn’t want to!
I was a follower of Jesus Christ… Or so I thought!
Irregardless of the garbage in my life
that I had brought!
Soon, this garbage began to bring
my spiritual life down!
As I was being “pulled in,”
by the garbage all around!
I could begin to see just what was happening to me!
I needed Jesus to come! And set me free!
He came! His cleansing power was soon applied.
He took my garbage, and helped me to be satisfied!
I need to be content, with what God has given!
If I want to enjoy a life that’s
cleansed and forgiven!
There’s much more to life, that I can clearly gain.
It starts with a life that is serving Jesus’ name!
Won’t you allow Jesus to take your garbage out?
And find out what true life is really all about!
By Jim Pemberton 11/25/13
All beliefs are based upon same precedent.
Good and evil battle until end is near.
Mankind is always ever so negligent.
Split between each person is true faith and fear.
Good shall overcome evil this we all know.
Humankind will always have their choice to show.
Good will never destroy good, this we know true.
Evil destroys evil; that is what they do.
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The doctor has examined the patient
And the diagnosis is clear
For the patient
A horrible death I fear
I am not one for the continued suffering of the patient
The condition will only get worse
Day by day and year-by-year
And will increase as the end comes near
This disease unfortunately
Has no cure
It not a virus or a germ
But something old and pure
Its existence has been known
And continues to endure
Attempts at a solution
Have been met with confusion
We have tried for a long time
To relieve the patient’s pain
Only to have our efforts
Die in vain
The patient you see won’t survive
But the evil that inflicts him
Will continue to thrive
Our solution both radical and insane
Will offer comfort and remove the pain
Kill the patient and all the cells
And the evil will no longer
Have a home to dwell
The world can no longer sustain the infection
It can no longer support the evil deeds of man
It will soon be time for the patient to be cured
Through the Resurrection
Eric (and sometimes not)
I do not know?
Basking in the sun on a warm summer day
Closing your eyes and drifting away
The day melts into a web of thought as the moon gently masks the sun
Spiraling downward towards the menacing dark
You search your soul for that life giving spark
A hope of love to guide the way to your childhood fun
As the stars move in to greet the moon
Your inner peace rises to croon
A lullaby to sooth the soul and heart
All negative thoughts scream as they pass by
You’re in control of this wayward ride
Keep humming for your destination isn’t far
How much you desire to live this life of peace
A wish upon a star, some hope, to please
that wondering mind so full of discontent and hate
You hear and see a familiar face
It’s you at age ten just hiding away
in the dark and alone begging to be saved
You reach out to the boy to embrace him
The two of you become one again
Exhilarating this must feel to know you are one
The light behind you shines to show the way
You peacefully walk towards the light with no desire to stay
in this dark and disgusting web that the evil of your mind has spun
You greet the morning sun with love
You gaze upon the sky above
searching the heavens for God’s glory
The skies don’t open as you sit and pray
But a tingling in your heart gives way
to the feeling of peace ending so much pain to your story
This may happen to you my friend
A feeling of loving thyself that never ends
So open your heart and let the blissful peace take over your fear
It won’t be easy to block the evil and negative thoughts
But the alternative is to allow it to fester and rot
Within your heart and soul you can hear the screams come near
So, steer from this evil place you call home my friend
And accept the love, peace, and hope that never ends
It’s your world to conquer not the iniquity of pain!
Vengeance is mine sayeth the Lord
A statement I'm sure we've all heard at one time
Also a very tough one to deal with
Vengeance is not ours according to the Bible
It's left to faith
It's left to the belief that the horrific crimes of others will be dealt with
I, myself have a hard time with it
I have no choice but to follow it
Even if I don't agree with it
I would like to believe that evil will be dealt with
Or is currently being dealt with on some spiritual level
I would feel better If I knew the outcome of the vengeance
If I could see the result
See the "check" being paid as it were
I am having trouble not seeing murderers get what is coming to them
I can live without killing them
I can deal with them being locked up for life
But I want something more than that...........................
All of the above?
Prison is no longer a viable deterrent for the horrific crimes that occur
Every year we as a species seem to find new and more grisly ways to murder each other
What will this year bring?
What will be this year’s most shocking death?
And who will bring it?
They seem to be the latest thing in absolute shocking carnage
Or maybe this will be the year of the female
They have been lacking in the body count of 2009
Maybe this will be their year
Do you even really care?
Thou shalt not kill
It seems that statement has fallen upon deaf ears for quite a long time
If we as a people didn't have religion
Evil wouldn't stand a chance
The sense of right and wrong
Would destroy the evil of man without a thought
If you knew you could destroy an evil person and not pay religious consequences would you?
Of course you would
As most of us would
There is no remorse for doing good deeds
And taking vengeance upon evil
Is noble and just
But the rules of religion say we must not
The rules say we must rise above it
And trust it will be dealt with
Keeping the faith it will be done
To try and hold this commitment
Is in itself God like
Which is why most of us fail
And fail miserably
We want vengeance
We want their death
We want them to feel our pain
Vengeance is mine sayeth the Lord
And it is because of this statement
That we have faith
Eric (and sometimes not)
The Preaching of the Gospel Is An Offense!
Scripture says the preaching of the gospel,
is an offense to the lost.
Christ’ followers should share HIS news! No matter the cost!
It seems like many in church are walking in a spirit of fear.
Many would just rather live a life that’s “happy and secure.”
“Why tell others of God’s salvation?” This may offend!
Why, it may even cost them to lose one of their “friends!”
Many don’t know enough of God’s word to share to another.
They have a hard enough time loving
their sister or brother!
God help us! For the many who
Who claim to be Christ’ believers!
Many have listened to the lies of the great deceiver!
Rather than being the person to preach the gospel this hour…
Many don’t seek the Lord’s wisdom,
strength or power!
Ball games seem to have replaced a need for prayer…
Why witness to the lost? Is there anyone who cares?
It’s no wonder why we live in a confused generation.
As many families don’t have Jesus as their foundation!
The gospel of Jesus Christ is the best news around!
It needs to be spread to every city, village and town!
May we all be stirred to preach the good news today!
And be stirred with the words that Christ has to say!
Whosoever will, come and drink of the life he gives!
And live by HIS gospel! Each day that we live!
By Jim Pemberton 09/18/13
There’s so much wickedness and evil that abounds.
Where in this world can the righteous be found?
On account of a righteousness man, this world was saved.
Because of Noah following God, a way of safety was “paved.”
On account of Lot’s righteousness, his family was spared
Because of Abrahams request… God listened and cared.
Because of the righteousness of Jesus, we can live.
His life for our unworthy life, is what he freely gives!
Because of his righteousness , we have hope within!
Through the blood of Christ, we can be born again!
I need the righteousness of God to fill me inside.
I need his grace to remove all bitterness and pride!
I need the holiness of Christ to wash me clean!
He is my righteousness! My everything!
The beauty and glory of God… Nothing can compare!
The heavens declare his righteousness everywhere.
May the righteous words of God, in me, be “implanted.”
May I not take the wonderful grace of God for granted.
Thank you my Lord, for the work you want to do.
Please help me each day, to be more like YOU!
God’s ways are awesome,
and his beauty is displayed!
Through Jesus Christ…
A way to heaven has been made!
By Jim Pemberton 09/18/14
Do YOU Believe In God?
“I don’t believe in God.” Was what someone said.
“I once did.” “But now believe
that he’s dead!”
“He just doesn’t seem to be important anymore.”
“I’ve simply decided to just kick him out the door!”
God is real! Whether a person accepts him or not!
He cares for us! And loves us an awful lot!
Whether or not someone accepts him... He’s real!
Behold! The God of Abraham, Jacob and Israel!
The truth of his existence was laid
in this world’s foundation!
His son bled and died, to prepare for us,
his gift of salvation!
His son, Jesus, provides a life that’s everlasting!
And this life can be anyone’s!
For the asking!
This God, whom many have refused and rejected…
Shall one day have all bow to him and be accepted!
Will you join the many who chose to reject him?
Or will you be one of the few who accept him?
Won’t you come to him? And simply believe?
An abundant life with him,
is for all to receive!
Spending time with God is the best place to be!
To enjoy his love and grace for all eternity!
By Jim Pemberton 09/01/14
“Evil is an ever present fact of life"
But one day, evil will become a thing of the past
Do we really want a world without evil?
As for me, I am sick of it
Can you believe the pain and sorrow flooding this world?
Strumming heartstrings—doing nothing
The bad keeps them excited
The evil leaves me frightened
I can’t wait for the Last Great Day
The end of the damn-age
Where everyone will have their last glimpses
Of the evil we have suddenly learned to embrace
Healing the minds of so many will not be easy
But I am willing to heal the evil
Rather than willing to feed it
In the Winter of 83 they used to tell me stories the snow was over the telephone
lines and they rode horses there and walked them OVER the lines see eh? Oh
ewe beware the stories of men and read only the charlaxfabels over and over
again. The worst one was back in 2005 the snow was four feet deep they took
machetes and tore my roof off my survival tent.
1 Peter 3:9
Do not repay evil with evil or insult with insult, but with blessing, because to this
you were called so that you may inherit a blessing.
Eye moved my shelter somehow avoiding a fight and learned just to survive
survival is eating food. Men eat and fight and eating becomes the more important
of the two what kind of neighbor would eye be if eye had fought with thee and not
learned the Golden Rule. Eye lived several different lifetimes sack lunches do not
suffice to rule the hunger in one man. Once eye was worried for existence
seeming Death was at my door. Women thought me evil not suited up just for
they love. Fruit is not my forte orange apple even pomegranate found
persimmons rot on vines in trees not meant to live. Eye ate so many meats they
kicked me out of storeage land and chased me from the parking lot with nothing
in my hand. Potatoes is a fruit and not a veggie in my world. Golden throbbing
corn is afforded to the poor ed.note @39 cents a can at most retail outlets.
Hominy both gold and white is my favorites. Eye just decided to detective the
students many behavioral ways and iff eye had three classes in the afternoon
even if they were staggered over SIX hours the eye would not be in the library
more than thirty minutes at a time. Be that as it may or as it were the ending is
the same eye am a student of life. Walk in an endless path with snow up to the
waisted place then dry the socks in bags and tie them to the feet and hope the
dry will stay to un rot the flesh and hope the shoes will work and not develop
sticheing of the holes in the side of doors and tankards full of glass. Coyboy is
the last to understand a memory taken in the hand.
Will I go with the beast
Or will I strangle it
Just to go and drop the hint
Openness escapes me
The devil is in my arms
May I beat him down
With my souls essence
A dynasty is within me
A gross of pelicans lift me
Taking me highly above
To where Satan cannot find me
I shall conquer the essence
Of horrid and painful evil
That envelops my very being
Should destroy it all
And bring my soul higher
Or shall I stay in horror
With each day deflating me
I will succeed in success
And my soul with fly
Love will defeat all death
The harmonious realm bends
Moves to my joyful will
Luck isn’t the life force
Hope and faith and Love
Bring me to victory
Slamming the end of time
The story rings true now
And peace is in my heart
And love is the focal point
And is the center of my existence
For all time, forever
What stupid fools, with foggy minds
hovering through menkind like a clouding mist of turmoil,
trying to convert humanity to ignorancy
religion and spiritual meet and merge but part their separate ways
But these persistant followers remain in the merge being insistent, intruding and demanding
and each follower with their own personal savior ,to justify their course.
how does light exist in a world void of darkness.
A God without his polarity
is like an above without a below.
why you fools ,so highly oppinionated yet you fail to help yourselves
Constantly seeking yet, ye have not the eyes to see.
eyes so clouded with ire, ignorancy and pride
Why then boast superior? ye the lords of earth?,
Why thinketh yourselves worth of the titles superior masters of all, yet
ye remain even greater slaves than most
sometimes silence is better understood than mere words deeply spoken
though from a hollow bossom .
those with the knowledge, know when to apply it
in a world like ours, so clouded by the mists of those who believe in a certain perfection.
I am the lord of polarity in isaiah 45 vs 7
"I the lord do and cause all things"
isn't it boring, a world without contradiction
cannot what brings harm also be used for a better good
Then all become neutral as one extreme leads to the other,
as death eventually leads to life and the end of any course is the beginning of another cycle
is not evil an intention found in a foul heart a concept for only humans .
doesn't even greater evil lurk in places of worship, audaciously
standing before us and using the book he crooks the poor.
what greater blasphemy than that
which lurks behind the curtain & goes by a title
"confess thy sins my children", he says
now aint he your lord .
On cold island rock
Forced into a cave
Held against my will
Captive from daylight
Mean men take me
Tie me with rope
Seal the entrance
No food, no sleep
I smile wide
Created on 1/06/15 for Dr. Mehta’s – “Diminished Hexaverse” – Poetry Contest
The demon was roused unbidden and overwhelming, spitting and seeing sething red.
The beast had great strength it knew it could achieve anything, violently. Very violently.
It had before.
Its evil rage spread throughout the host and consumed him, was one with him, took
With malice it could, would, avenge the deed done against the hosts loved.
The deed was small, the revenge great.
This demon-beast would and without doubt retaliate tenfold against the unknown
aggressor, it was unstoppable.
Although the dark and sticky violent lust smothered the reason of the host, he
fought within for calm and peace. He failed, was human, then not, then something else.
Two beings in one, good versus evil, the eternal struggle. not one or with reason.
As reason began to outwit menace, the demon began retreating, unwilling.
As logic regained control the beast fought back, struggling for its life. it wanted life, reason.
As it faded back to its dark domain it left its evil presence in dark gloomy
depression, but when it went, it was missed. Lost
And gradually the light shone through and the host was himself. Almost.
Beware the demon within………it may take over
Raised to be evil in this world,
Destroying everything and everyone,
But once I saw and meet you I couldn’t do it,
You were the fully opposite of me and I fell in love with you,
Everyday that went by I loved you more and more,
But hiding my past too you afraid of your reaction towards me,
Everyday together our love grow stronger,
Who was to think opposite were meant to be together and love each other,
I loved you and you loved me,
I trusted you and you trusted me,
I was happy and so were you,
Then I was to find out that it wasn’t all as I saw,
Confessing to me that she was once like me,
But changed her evil ways to find her true love,
As I did found my true love begin evil and turning good,
Not everything is as you see at the end we were both evil,
It’s ok to change but never hide what you are.
With Christ… You Can Overcome!
One of the things I don’t understand,
Is the wickedness throughout this land.
I’ve often thought and have pondered.
How can this evil continue much longer?
It’s amazing what man will do to each other.
How people treat their sisters and brothers!
The Bible says that the heart is
wicked above all things.
We can testify to the destruction
an evil heart brings!
In all of this wickedness, sin and confusion…
There is an answer! There is a solution!
We’ll find eternal hope and a peace within…
As we come to Christ
and confess our sin!
Why not allow Christ to make you complete?
Lay your every burden and worry at his feet!
He’ll restore your life and wipe away your tears.
His perfect love will cast out your fears!
He’ll restore to you, what the enemy has taken.
With him by your side… You’ll not be forsaken!
Your heart will be strengthened and renewed!
His words of life are like “heavenly food.”
By the blood of the lamb… You can overcome!
Christ has the victory! The battle’s been won!
By Jim Pemberton
I do not know?
Alert -Evil Has Escaped
May I have your attention please! May I have your attention please!
Early sunrise, yesterday eternity, evil escaped. Its real and it’s a big deal. It was given life twice for a hideous crime that doesn’t rhyme.
Be careful and keep in mind, there is no shame in evil’s game. Evil comes in many disguises, and has been known to change your life without a fight.
As we speak, evil was just seen at 33rd and Good Hope Street. Two victims in a dispute suffered great mental, physical and spiritual pain. My, my, another two claimed.
You ask, is there an M O, for this evil. The answer is, for sure. We must not allow it any more. Just last week, two friends in school were fooled.
Evil does what evil does best; it attacks your sanity, when you had little rest.
It has no respect for age, gender, sex, religion or nationality.
Selfish and extremely dangerous. If seen, please notify the nearest Office of Goodness and Mercy. Or contact Goodness directly at www.goodnessgotyourback@Bgood.com.
As a result of your call, evil was arrested and picked out of a profile. Judge ‘Tired Of’, selected a jury who is mean and furious.
After the evidence was brought in, evil was told to raise it right hand and be sworn in. Evil refuse to tell the truth, arguing it was against my belief. The judge said don’t worry, you want get any relief this day, not even a brief stay.
As a result of it crimes, Evil was banished from the face of this earth. And given two hours before sunset to remove itself from the minds and hearts of humanity, or face a deadly calamity.
Friends, it’s within your will to let peace be still.
Amid your dreams find loves awaking.
There is a state where evil waits
To take the pure and lovely hearted
Into a realm of dread and hate -
Maligning others causes anger.
Hurtful worlds bring forth revenge.
Contention is an evil palace
Where hope and joy cannot abide.
Misunderstandings lead to anger.
Spoken in the truest light.
It matters not the right or reason.
When evil grips with deadly claws,
If loving sinks into despair,
Future dreams are lost to bleakness.
So, search your heart and heed its call.
Follow goodness; make God’s choices.
Do not let the devil win.
He fears your joy and wants your end.
Contention brings his great disaster.
Your life wrought with inner pain.
Love when true is filled with beauty.
Selfishness destroys within.
So keep your sights on Heavenly Father.
Do not give up the fight for right.
For there is hope for two lives wanting.
Amid your dreams find loves awaking.
© July 26, 2010
She walks the streets
Of dim lit lights
The heart broken homeless woman
Lady of the night.
The world was yours
Gold and pearls, a platinum life
Married to a silver spoon
You were once a rich mans wife.
Your husband befriends the spirit king
A storm of abuse and alcohol rain
Now you run to spare your life
The only hope is to escape the pain.
State to state with blackened heart
Into the night is where you sleep
Within the darkness led astray
Where lonesome lives and gutters weep.
To your new home
No key no door
Of paper board.
He walks in silence all alone
Seeking out divinity
Mile upon mile on worn out shoes
Through the streets of un-lit trees.
Contrition holds his broken heart
Bound to earth by saddened love
His soul was taken within a glance
He is now the lonesome dove.
Once a father, a husband,
A wonderful life
Of dreams and plans.
Until that night in the car together
Unknownst the evil seed
A green light passed and through a yellow
The devil in drunken speed.
A wreck to fell the family tree
Within the night of silence brings
A horrid vision imprinted the mind
Of a soulless man with broken wings.
Even while life continues to shine
There comes a girl of only nine
Abandoned, alone to hope adored
Mommy is gone to be a whore.
This child walks in huddled arms
Frightened to be where evil charms
She finds a box to crawl inside
Alone to live, alone to cry.
While tears fall down upon her face
A sound has startled her in her place
Unbeknownst the box with broken tape
This nine year old girl will now be rapped.
Now as I sit
In the comforts of home
I knew none of these people
Or the streets they called home.
I lived like most, in ignorance
To those poor and suffering lives
Never once did I adjust
A thought or even an eye.
Yet on the set the news I stare
Police lights shine in heavy glare
Those unknown people, those broken hearted
Lie still in the night, their souls departed.
BY: DARREN J McMURRAY
The Fool Has Said; “There Is No God…”
The fool has said; “God does not exist.”
Yet God’s creation is
all around his midst…
These people are corrupt,
and do evil works…
Forsaking a God who can heal
their sin and hurts…
The Lord God looks down
on the children of men…
And sees all of the wickedness
and evil within.
Do any seek God?
Do any truly understand?
The goodness and love God
has extended toward man?
There is not one.
None that do any good…
As God’s word is forsaken
Do any take time to call
on God’s name?
He rules on high and his
Behold the salvation of Israel
comes from Zion!
His name is Jesus
and his glory is shinin’!
The prince of peace.
Mighty God is he!
He’s here today
and can set YOU free!
Why not serve this God
who reigns supreme?
He IS God.
And can do anything !!!
By Jim Pemberton
Read Psalm Ch. 14
A Revival Of A Different Kind!
There is coming a revival of a different kind!
It’s a revival of evil and perverted minds!
As this evil tide of wickedness begins to unravel…
A path from God this country begins to travel!
Many churches abandon God’s truth and holiness…
Rather they pursue man’s sin and wickedness!
As many seek fantasies and ungodly perversions…
They’ve been “baptized” into sinful immersions!
The very way that God designed marriage to be…
Is beginning to shape this country’s destiny!
Corruption is becoming rampant in the land!
The ten commandments,
few really understand!
It’s time to come to Jesus and repent of our sins!
A time for truly living for Jesus needs to begin!
God calls us to come out and be holy and sanctified!
It was for all of us that his son was crucified!
Let’s pray for a revival and renewing of our lives!
And stop listening to Satan’s deception and lies!
It’s time to stand up for God what his word’s about!
And pray for a cleansing to take
It’s time to have revival of
Holy Ghost’ conviction!
And bring God back to
this hurting nation!
In my life I am lost,
Like i am stuck in a holocaust.
I seem to fade away,
Here alone and decay.
There is no will to fight,
I pretend I am all right.
The smile I hold is fake,
At any second it could break.
All feelings set loose,
Emotions will reproduce.
Yet no tears from this eye,
Only because you standby.
When I break you grin,
Your strength is held within.
I look at you and am impressed,
You only want me to be depressed.
I get back on my feet.
You will fall in defeat.
You think I am at the end of my time plan.
I am sorry to say my life has just began.
Unceasingly there is evil and malice in this world,
Waiting for the perfect chance to betray and corrupt.
Even in golden days, when all dwell in happiness and light
Will there be denizens of the night and of deep dark places
Where light is shunned and hope goes to suffer a torturous demise.
But as long as evil broods and waits in contempt of all,
So will there be champions of good and pioneers of virtue,
Seeking out the cruel shadows of the night and besieging their foul strongholds.
For in the days of darkness when hope has failed all,
And dread lords stand tall and pool their might
To spoil the land with filth and decay,
So will stand bastions of valor who defend the helpless,
And maintain unflagging morals in the face of wrath and despair.
The world is ensnared by Diablo's hand..
Souls will be taken, executed by his plan.
The unsaved evil dwellers continue without remorse..
Not to care, who they hurt or destroy; along the course.
No regrets felt, heart and soul severed..
Death for the soul, is it forever?
The Prince of Evil invades the mind..
To the point of no return, running out of time.
The Prince of Lies, he is the deceiver..
Taking the souls of all the unbelievers.
The world has hope through Christ the Lord..
Souls will be saved, in one accord.
Believe Christ died on the cross, for your sins.
Ask forgiveness, a renewed life will begin.
Once saved the Holy Spirit will guide you.
Life is wearisome, the Lord will see you through.
The Prince of Peace wants to come into your heart.
To indwell within forever, was His plan from the start.
All i know is that i am alone in a dark corner keeping myself from going crazy,
my eyes are choking from all the tears that fell to the ground to see how our days be.
The skin on my body runs wild with goose bumps,
it feels like a broom with sharp needles sweeping off those humps.
IDK what to do with myself anymore, i feel like i wanna give up all that i am worth for,
this life is a game i understand that, but i played the game all wrong so that is why im sore.
But sore, i don't want to be no more, i want to be free of this evil inside me,
cause its taring me to shreds and i cant do anything but see.
I got so much more to say to all you readers,
but i must get going to do my evil deeds and take all of these breathers.
There is one thing i wish though, its that after this i wont be sore,
cause to be honest, I REALLY DON'T KNOW ANYMORE.
(DEDICATED TO THE AMERICAN/BRITISH SOLDIERS IN IRAQ)
Far away in a strange land, we fight
Yes! Fighting for the liberation and forestalment of humanity
We are bound for peace
We are bound for success
The evil forces of darkness cannot stop us
Though we are victimized and there are casualties
We will not give up the fight to liberate mankind from the grip of evil forces.
We will forfeit our comfort and pleasure, friends and family
Just to see that justice prevails over evil
Forward ever and backward never
Until our joy is full.
I do not know?
Wa Da Da
Wa Da Da my love
Wa Da Da means love
My love is Wa Da Da…
Wa Da Da..is the message from this King
For all those that seek happiness through the poverty of the kind hearted…
I wish them Wa Da Da.
For them that run over the helpful hand that stood open and un-offended…
Just to give what was given to them as this universal law of love is passed from ancient times.
For a clean mind and pure heart… they shall know GOD…
Wa Da Da
Love penetrate them and consecrate them…Because evil operates them…and evil deceives and frustrates
My love is what I give them.. Wa Da Da..
Reach out to the hater that can only grit there teeth…
Like the bible say…Gnashing of teeth…evil looks.. and hard-hearted and cooked…
Why??...did you not see my smiling face welcoming you in to the house of my heart..???
What I have to give is the richness of my friendship…and my fellowship
The Wealth of my company, laughter and wisdom…
So take my hand as I offer to you my message of love…the history of a true conqueror is in the commitment
of my love…
Do you not know its history…
Love has overtaken the counsel of hatred and vexation of the spirit…since times of old…
Although they counsel to plot the demise of Heart through this valley of envy, jealousy and greed…
I say … Wa Da Da…
Penetrates the stone heart and frozen mind..
A mind stayed on revenge and selfish treasures…
My love says Wa Da Da.. I say Wa Da Da..to the people of love..
Say Wa Da Da…when you feel like using the enemies words of hurt and pain…
When they seek your blood..and your destruction..I challenge you to retreat to the love deep down in your
heart and say..
Wa Da Da.. is my love to you..
Because it’s easy to get turned down the wrong road and find yourself in a land of strangers…
Where there is no love and love don’t love nobody…
And they sing the songs “what’s love got to do got to do with it”…
But my love sings “love is all I need…”
And Wa Da Da..
can be found in you reading a good book, being with family and friends…
Holding your children and looking at them like you did the first day they were born..
Or just looking in the mirror and saying…”I love you”…
Wa Da Da.. don’t it feel so good..
We wash the hate away.. we strike a blow in the heart of vengeance…
We rise up against the walls of murder and anger..
So to all the people of the heart in a place that calls each man brother and called each woman sister..
Wa Da Da.. my love..
It seems as though I’m drowning,
When I’m surrounded by hard ground.
The whispers of innocent people
Are screaming all around.
Where is the peace so longed for?
Has it wasted all away?
“Please let the violence end,
And let us live as one” I pray.
They say nothing is impossible,
But it’s getting harder to believe.
This image of a perfect world
Is beginning to deceive.
Life is too short to worry,
To be unhappy or to pout,
And someday, maybe someday,
We can force all this evil out.
I had such a beautiful day
The greatest blessing that I could have hoped for, came true
You guys remember awhile back
I was talking about people I had lost
But never should have
How ashamed I was over it all
Today for the first time in 16 years
I received a telephone call from my oldest friend and his family
I had sent them a Copy of my new Book
But finical backing has me looking for a top Publishing company
Anyway, that will be what it will be, when the Lord lets me know
And he always provides
The poem in question ended with,
“No matter how many years of foundation love may have”
“Addiction will destroy it, it’s the nature of the business”
All the comments I got motivating me to contact them
I just want to say, “Thank you, for I have them back in my life”
That’s what I truly adore about our site
Our friend’s depict who we truly are
And today a huge piece that had been broken off my heart
Was returned and it feels so wonderful
I am on such a natural high
(Sorry I put my daughter to bed and said her prayers)
Now where was I, Oh yes?
I had totally forgotten about our situation on the site
I read the poems directed at me on the site
The soup mail stating, “Your f ing Evil”
And I had to laugh because guess what
I’ve said that all along, I once was not just “Evil”
“I was evil in its purest and most disgusting form”
I was considered evil by the most evil
That’s why I spent many years in Prison
Many different times
Those who I truly loved and cared about where all gone
Guess why, “Because I was evil”
I carried duct tape, empty trunk and a sealed in basement
Especially after losing all those I speak of here
“Dude, I don’t want to be evil with you”
I just want you to treat my friends with respect
If you have to be mean and cruel
By all means take it out on me I do deserve it
Because you’re right, there is evil in me
That’s why I write to control that evil
And plant the beautiful seed of love
It just goes to show, a day can start off so horrible
And end up so beautiful
When you are living your life with honor and true respect for Jesus
I may do wrong, but at least its for the right reasons
This was my brightest day of Recovery
People, places and things
That goes both ways I reckon
That is what Recovery taught me today
May the Forest have a beautiful rainbow over it?
May Angels speak deep within the spirit of its soul?
My God what a wonderful day
I was allowed back into the hearts of those that I loved
And there is nothing on this earth that can touch that
God...give me the strength to stand
up against this evil tide.
May I be a Christ-like example
for God's "winning side."
Standing up for what is right
is often hard to do.
I must do it God...if I'm going
to be a follower of YOU!
You're an awesome God who
knows each person's heart.
But, so much of our moral fabric
has been "ripped apart."
God looks down from heaven and sees
our wickedness and shame.
As so many have ignored his word
and cursed his HOLY name.
Jesus--what must I do to reach
this lost and dying nation?
As a wave of evil spreads and
destroys your creation?
I must tell others of your grace
and redemptive power.
I must act quickly.
with each passing hour!
His judgement is coming.
Make no mistake.
It's time to receive his salvation..
.the hour's growing late!
As our nation needs a mighty
Holy Ghost delivering.
Help me to help others to be
ready for Christ' appearing!
One day soon, Jesus Christ
is coming again!
Even so Lord Jesus...
come quickly... Yes and Amen!
By Jim Pemberton
Do you rejoice when visit's trouble upon your kin
do you with verbal twist do cast your snare
when hurtful things present to neighbor men
and with sarcasm say you do not care
For time and chance in trouble are cast we down
what man among you escapes a razors edge
all mankind in this condition sometimes be found
and are taken surety for a pledge
When curse you call for evil fall
upon another soul
and show within your heart of sin
know that evil will take it's toll
What you call down will in karma drown
not where you place a curse
you may find the words unwind
and happens in reverse
What is so bad and makes us sad
that parents do not teach
vindictive tools bad instruction fools
and cannot a heart to reach
Can you bet if you cast this net
your own foot not be taken
in verbal spill to cast your will
in your own device forsaken
And if be heard the spiteful word
what opinion do you think
of you beware will others share
and from your friendship shrink
If someone shares your confidence
and pains of heart has told
do you use their trust to fence
and take from them their gold
If want you love you must learn
to others not be cruel
for you find same return not kind
and yourself as thought a fool
sources Pr 1:10-18 James 3
COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller
Well, Good and Evil were talking one day
About the price that some souls pay
They pay for it with a bag of bones
Can't skip the rock unless you throw the stone
Well, As they talked I suddenly knew
Sometimes, It's a fine line between the two
And that thin line decides our fate
Hard to feel the love through all the hate
It's up to us win or lose
Nobody but us laces up or shoes
And the choices we make are to a design
As we teeter on that thin line
I have finally cast evil to the side
As a righteous soul now shares my hide
For I am finally able to see
The light that burns inside of me
Well, Good and Evil were talking one day
About the price that some souls pay
They pay for it with a bag of bones
Can't skip the rock unless you throw the stone
I do not know?
This evil place with torture, pain and cries,
a place void of your makers eyes.
Yet this is not the place that i do most fear
to tell the truth the time is now, the place is here.
You see the pain this world does bring,
the pain and suffering the victums sing.
A song of hate, crime, and malice
while being riped out of their dreamy palace.
We just sit and wacth them while we wait,
wait for our our own maker to welcome us to the white pearl gate.
This hell on earth has us to blame
for we just sit here and watch as evil play it game.
We should do what we can to bring Heaven on Earth
for then we humans will have our rebirth.
They'll realize what we good men can do
and realize what i said was true.
That hell or not remember yourself
for your kids will one day inherit your life and your wealth.
Heaven hell or nothing at all, know that now is real. the one that goes on does
not have to exist like it does now. so lets do what we can and make heaven come
true and not this hell that goes on in our eyes. for as i said, what is not corrected
now will happen again to the young ones we love.
When 75% of American young people
In witchcraft are involved;
Hope must be given;
Release from bondage solved.
At first it may seem fascinating;
The power surprising.
But soon bondage takes hold—
Chains of evil’s devising.
There was a time long ago
When witches were burned,
But now it is popular;
This practice not spurned.
So few humans ever understand
The extensive powers of evil intent;
Can detect in their children
When all hope may be spent.
The high rate of suicides
Amongst young people today
Is so exceedingly high,
For our young we must pray.
The evil voices inside
Order destruction of precious souls;
Until the orders are heeded,
The tape perpetually roles.
Satan will not yield
His spirits of devils,
Until destruction’s complete,
A type of insanity prevails.
Only God has the power
To banish this unseen plague;
Restore the will lost
By this witchcraft vogue.
We must tell the bewitched
There’s hope from above.
God can free them from bondage
And do so with love.
No matter how hopeless
Some cases may seem;
The power of Satan,
God evaporates like steam.
© Copyright 2008-2012 Maureen LeFanue
Happiness is what you take away from your life as good.
All things must have a plus and a negative to survive.
Prophecy says God allowed evil to exist, destroy it he could.
Pure goodness without evil will someday arrive.
I wish that only positive things were plausible now.
Never to know hunger, pain, any suffering any more.
Each of us would never know sadness, you say Wow!
Since there would be no negative, how would it score?
Since only joy existed, we would not know of contentment.
I do not think god had this planned for us while on Earth.
Salvation is yours of worth, your release from this abatement
I do not know?
A necessary evil in this world is war, that is for sure,
It's necessary to use force, so human dignity and rights may endure.
What's evil is all the blood money lining top government pockets,
So many innocent people are dying and only government can stop it.
Who really knows how much money they intend to make,
How much money is worth all those innocent lives that are at stake?
How much longer is the United States going to justify staying in Iraq,
My personal opinion is oil is less important than dying soldiers under attack !
Saddam is in jail, a new government is now in place there,
Now leave them alone !
It's time to get more help for Katrina victims,
SEND THE TROOPS HOME !
In beggars lane I born a surf,
And knowledge I a King of worth,
Not known by me for father kept,
This secret safe, this secret slept,
That I to live in poor estate,
With vagabonds and thieves relate,
To live a life of poor renown,
To ragged be with ragged gown,
Yet forces then unknown to me,
When I a man, would be set free,
For Kingdom then hath need of me,
To fight their plight and their King be,
Twas on the night of winters call,
That I ordained! With Kingly shawl,
And crown upon my head so laid,
Their saviour I was so then made,
The sword of truth laid in my hands,
That heart of me to its command,
To slay the evil in its wake,
And truth to free for mans own sake!
To go then hence and battles wage,
To fight with heart, and evil cage,
To swathe this land in harmony,
My heart to fight, their bonds to free!
Envy is feeling sorrow at another’s good fortune and
Joy at the evil which befalls him/her as if
We ourselves were injured by the good and
Benefited by the evil that comes to him/her
some times heaven sends down there angels
to bring help love or gifts
some times we see them some we dont
some say it is only in books of myths
some times heaven its self comes down
when a grate need is found
when love dies cries or tells only lies
heaven its self comes down from thee skies
in this time of some or this some times of an end
heavenly angels together will mend us
defend us win us this dark age battle
that evil has changed and placed our souls
behind temptations of food drug and sex
nicest ugliest thing alive yet the truth is
there not alive at all and they dont easiest in
our fathers eyes and evil made us all forget
that what matters most of all thee ultimate high
is knowing theres another you and that is
your soul inside now heavens dream begins with me
Watch over you day and night .
Keep you safe from harm.
Come from up above and carry you through all your days.
Don't fear the evil one yet the evil one fears our angels because angels
are special and come from up above.
Are made just for us.
To guide you and light the path before you.
Angles are special because they come from up above.
BY: Alice Maragh
If I had one wish to wish today,
I would wish simply for love and peace to lead our way.
Hatred cannot survive where love abounds,
No evil thoughts can live not so much as a sound.
Search only for good in life and not for bad,
The results you find will make you glad.
In your moments of doubt turn to the Lord,
He will show you the way and it won’t be hard.
Just a little bit of faith is all it takes,
He died for us for Heavens Sake!
The powers that be, Jesus is the one that holds that key.
He is there for you, He is there for me.
Someday my wish I know will come true,
It will be when Jesus returns for me and you.
All wicked shall perish that is the promised word,
And evil will never again reign is what I have heard.
If you haven’t been saved, don’t you think it’s time?
Following the Master is not a crime.
The choices are simple, wrong or right.
Heaven or hell, it’s like day or night.
When I leave this world and take my final breath,
I’ll be heading home to be with my Savior is why I don’t fear death.
I do not know?
By day, a poet who writes
By evening, one who fights
For the good of all, the protector of the weak.
Stay on rooftops, many stories high
Descend to the ground, from the sky
If evil is there, it will be that, I will be sure to seek
There! A maiden in distress!
Evil, ripping at her dress.
Here I go to save her and send him far away.
Upon the ground, at this hour
Evil, defeated by my power
This beautiful maiden has chance for a better day.
Her smile, she gave gratefully
She could not stop thanking me
For this act of kindness, I had chosen to do.
“It was nothing, ma’am”, I surely said
Now that evil was defeated and has fled
“Just remember, I’ll always be watching out for you”
Demonic jinn/gyn with it's evil pride
constant companion this coward hide's
serving it's purpose original rebellion
cause to create world of human hellion's
relentless pursuit of inner perversions
goal to effect our Godly vision
manipulating temptation,devious lie's
sadistic in approach as this goyim vie's
Engulfing soul's their sole mission...
No matter the cost in what's to be lost
no matter,ill-fated,humanity is hated
we must be victorious over the traitorous
their vicious attacks behind our back's
We might not percieve with our 5 physical sense's
we must open up our inner light lenses
they install jealousy,hatred and greed
instilled within' us is the love we need
must rid egotistical evil pride
in order for us to truly survive
strength and honor,knowing thy self
real riches within,our inner self wealth......