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Details | Couplet | |

Thats a sin

A whole new twist to the same old story
Evil scientist in their laboratories
Creating monsters that live in the night
I often reflect on mankind's plight
As mankind drifts further from his soul
We seek things to fill the hole
The path of lies forever bends
Truth is straight and narrow my friends
As I see it getting bent in every way
I simply find myself compelled to pray
What will become of our sons and daughters
Will their souls be led to slaughter
As scientist seek out another way
To disprove what the bible has to say
Trillions spent in search of a ghost
Another theory of true reproach
Rainbow stars now fill the skies
I wonder what is hidden inside their lies
We can now place a robot up on Mars
But can't help the drunk at the local bar
Trillions more spent on a new space station
But we can't feed the hungry right here in our nation
Seems to me before we go further conquering space
We should maybe try to help out the human race
Our quest for knowledge has drove us insane
We are now so smart we don't use our brain
Our nation was founded "In God We Trust"
Our government says "Let it be covered in dust"
Even this lowly creature up out of the pen
Knows in his heart that thats a sin


Details | Free verse | |

Gold Fever

Gold Fever 

History will not record the bloated weight
Of this pious and bigoted race 
Or count the fat and flaccid wealth
Of religions idolatry

Those pages have been scrubbed clean
By prosperous forgivingness 
And the cruelty of established political dominion
Will not tally the bodies of the oppressed

To them, faith and belief are merely a weapon
A system of abusive control 
And a means of power continuation
A dictatorial right to rule the population

History will not record the inheritance of opinion
But lay blind at the doors of massacre
The Aztec, The Aborigine, The North American Indian, The African Negro, 
Pray in silence to The Church

Centuries written in blood and torture
For a message of verbiage and usage
Extracted and leeched from the poor and uneducated
Created the western dream

The long night of the witch hunt is not over
The Inquisition has saved us
With fake blood and wooden crosses
This elite of moral perspective shall save us all

We have paid the price in conscience
Superiority managed by white skinned indifference
Holy mother church has welcomed all
All into its iron embrace of slack jawed wonder

And what more despicable rule can there be
Than to dictate ones own spiritual journey
Spouted by the rote of political expediency
And the promise of heaven

Ingrained now this so called Christian ethic
And so much of the truth left distorted
Forgotten now are the ancient mystical secrets
Which united mankind to understanding

Idol of gold and crucifixion
Of cathedral and stained glass objectification
Gilt and holy water of sumptuous ritual
Of silken pope and luxurious self righteous invention

An aberration of human faith and belief
An unrepentant destroyer of “ Loves ” dream 
The curse of The Christ as you continue to translate
The Word

And where the paupers fist crunches the dirt
Where dried and parched lips pray for rain
Where the desperate cry for a reason echoes
Where blood flows in feted anger
Where children scream in fear
Where hunger and despair debase and demean 
Where there is no light
And in the dark only pain

If you wish to care for the souls of mankind
Preacher
It is there with them
There
Is where you should be


Details | Rhyme | |

There Was A Time We Weren't Ashamed Of God


There was a time in America, when the Bible was taught in the schools. The ten commandments were displayed, as “God’s set of rules.” There was a time in America, where the cross could be displayed. Even in public places, people came together and prayed. There was a time in America, there was no “church and state” separation. As people all across this country asked God to help this nation. There was a time in America, where people knew right from wrong. You could see it in the way they lived, and could here it in their song. There was a time in America where one was proud to be a Christian. One could take stand for holiness, without coming under “suspicion.” There was a time in America, when mom and dad were together… Now, any kind of a commitment to marriage seems lost forever There was a time in America, where many were proud of “tradition.” There seems to be a lack of any kind of “spiritual nutrition.” There was a time in America, where so many could proudly say; “I’m going to read the bible and go to church on Sunday.” This is the time for America, to wake up and try to understand. We need to seek God right now! All over this land! This is the time for America, to listen and begin to hear… The coming of our Lord is drawing ever so near! NOW is the time to seek the Lord, while he may be found! The word of God needs to be read in every city and town! Won’t you too seek God and listen to his voice today? Simply give him your heart and life… This could be YOUR day! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Light Poetry | |

Two Old Friends

Dusty roads and fresh grass
summertime rodeos approaching fast
riding with a friend down on sandbars 

A piece of hay hanging out of his mouth
though some trapped water, out the other side
I had forgotten this wonderful life

I still see some twenty year old boy helping me up
now a sixty year old man rides in front
pointing all the changes in the last five years

I could not believe what time I lost
4 am to a cowboy is not early enough
my pants soaking wet my boots fixed

We rode on down to his dads favorite spot
to meet God when the sun comes up
we turned to face it and did not say a word

God's spirit was the only thing we heard
as earth to air, and water to fire, met in the sky
right there two old friends prayed to God



 


Details | Epic | |

All we need a pot in one piece

All we need a leader 
Guide us become one of us
Make us sincere against any killing
Protects our family to live our destiny
All we need a world leader one of us making in one piece

Making it boiling it
 Be part of it
 In taming is music to our ears
 Every morning sliding our badges
 Making our leaving gone in sinful slips

 Only hope rests pray our best
 Every morning sinking reality 
 Surge become more innovative
 Making us in a pot all sincere 

 All we need a commitment in changing rules
 Where money plays reigns in market
 To adapt them after turns our sake
 It may be time to think learn to leave as one piece


Details | I do not know? | |

Listen

I LISTENED ONCE TO THE BIRDS IN THE SKY
ITS SOFT AWAKENING
I LISTEN NOW
DELEUDED SHRIEKS FROM THE PIERCING LIGHT

I LISTENED ONCE TO THE WINDS
IT’S CHIMES TINKLES WITH THE MORNING DEW
I LISTEN NOW
HOWLS OF PAIN TEAR AT MY SKIN

I FELT ONCE THE GLORY OF THE SUN
BATHING PEACEFULLY IN ITS WARMTH
I FEEL NOW
INESCAPABLE FIRE THAT TORTURES MY SOUL

I FELT ONCE THE AIR THAT I BREATHE
FEELING ALIVE
I FEEL NOW
SUFFOCATION OF POLLUTION

I LISTENED ONCE TO THE SONG OF THE CITY
I LISTEN NOW TO ITS FUNERAL MARCH


Details | Rhyme | |

Wars of Difference and Different Wars

Dream on man
War is constant
It has gone beyond
Catholic or Protestant

Religious wars
From our short lived past
Will never dilute
As long as we last

In this modern world
We fight for different reasons
What ever the excuse
And in any season

We fight over land
Imaginary WMD
Even over soccer
How the hell can that be

We now fight over oil
In a camouflaged war
Taking innocents with us
In public deplore

Guerrilla, assault
Bombing with precision 
We vote them in
As they twist their decisions

Dream on man
War has changed
Greed has taken over
From the pasts deranged




http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/war-3.php


Details | Ballad | |

Martyr for the Unorthodox word

If I had over 10,000 dreams You'd be the only thing my mind could see Judgment couldn't be real Succumbing to the fear of this cold life Find a way to break through The self-destruction of wordly delusions Don't tell me I've lived so long in a lovely illusion Break me down until we find a Nirvanic state Then bring me a savior from transgressions An atoning sacrifice Send down to me a messenger for me to submit to Bring me the truth to break through The delusion Bring me the messenger to explain it all And let me leave behind Sorrow's caressing the earth The caliphate stole my heart Without a will to fight But I have the Means to be free I'll try to go with the word I believe But so many stones to be thrown Stakes to burn, limbs to break Faces to hate, scorns to taste Will I have the will to die Despite all of the tears no one will cry Sorrow's caressing the earth The caliphate stole my heart Broke my will Safetefied my soul Martyr for the Unorthodox word Sorrow's caressing the earth The caliphate stole my heart Without a will to fight But I have the Means to be free I'll try to go with the word I believe But so many stones to be thrown Stakes to burn, limbs to break Faces to hate, scorns to taste Will I have the will to die Despite all of the tears no one will cry Sorrow's caressing the earth The caliphate stole my heart Broke my will Safetefied my soul Martyr for the Unorthodox word


Details | Rhyme | |

What Is This Church All About

What Is This Church All About?

Is this church meant for people like me?
Is this where God really wants me to be?

They claim to be filled with God’s spirit.
When it comes to HIS truth...  Can they give it?

I’m sure there’s many who come and attend
It’s more than “church on Sunday,” that we must spend!

We must reach out to the lost and the oppressed!
After all, Christ gave us his very best!

May we all preach the gospel and God’s holiness!
And strive to seek his awesome righteousness!

Living for Jesus must be a daily walk and experience!
Not simply based on our “ambitious self appearance.”

God isn’t interested in a denomination or a title…
He wants to know…  Do we really believe the Bible?

He’s not interested in the money put in the offering plate.
He wants to know; “Are you ready
 to enter heaven’s gate?”

May we strive to serve Jesus with a zeal and passion!
And be filled with his holiness and compassion!

May we serve Jesus from a heart of humbled confession!
And making our commitment to him,
 our #1 possession!

“Unless the Lord builds the house.”  
They labor in vain that build it!
Let’s seek the power of God! 
May his presence completely fill it!!

By Jim Pemberton    


Details | Rhyme | |

This Memorial Day We Salute Our Veterans

We salute every soldier who’s
 served this great nation.
And offer a heart of thanks
 and appreciation!

We salute each member 
of our armed forces.
And are thankful for their
 efforts and resources!

We salute the many who 
protect our borders too.
We’d be in trouble…  
If not for people like YOU!

We salute every son and 
daughter lost in a war.
YOU are what serving this
 country is meant for!

We salute the officers who’ve 
guided our women and men.
Our prayers are with you!  
And our love from within!

We salute our veterans!  
Wherever they may be!
Those who served on
 land, air and sea!

Offering prayer to the
 Lord is our belief…
That he will guide our
 Commander-in-Chief!

As we observe 
Memorial Day this year…
Let’s offer our soldiers
 love, hope and cheer…

May God bless them in
 all they endeavor
And his peace be with them
 today and forever!!

By Jim Pemberton  
05/21/10


Details | Rhyme | |

I Went to Church Last Sunday

I Went to Church Last Sunday… I went to church last Sunday, and heard a lesson… I felt like I was almost in a “delicatessen.” A “menu” was served, with a “meal” given. And a “pep talk’” on “how good we’re livin’! We were asked to shake a hand, “and meet a friend.” “But don’t say anything that may offend!” Our comfort was sought after, with “love” in mind! We were taught to be “considerate and kind!” We sang a few songs, and raised a few hands… And got up and down, all through the stands! A pastor spoke a message, he wanted to be taught. A “feel good” message is what he sought! How many “feel good” messages do we need? In what direction does this church want to lead? Is it one that doesn’t have a fear of God, from within? Is this a place where one can find freedom from sin??? We need more than a Sunday lesson, to change this nation! We need God’s power! With Holy Ghost conviction! We need pastors that are on fire, with a passion and zeal! And the believe that Christ’ coming is very real! May there be a new focus, of Christ’ death on the cross! And much more emphasis on reaching the lost! Going to church On Sunday, doesn’t mean a thing… If living 100 percent for Jesus, doesn’t mean anything! May your church on Sunday be stirred from above! And be filled with God’s power, his holiness and love!!! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Narrative | |

A Land Bearing Green White Green

Which way leads to the 
land of green white 
green?
Which way are we 
heading?
   A country the wicked 
bears the rulership, and 
the people sighing 
continuously.
   A terrible thing sprouts 
beneath the sun: a 
pregnant woman 
delivering not.
Imps come to lime-light 
by snuffing air from the 
goose that laid the 
golden eggs.
The blind guiding the un
blind.
The weak suppressing 
the strong-a terrible 
thing.
Like the overthrow of the 
gods at Mt. Olympus by 
the Titans.
A country where also 
thieves appear as men of 
integrity.
Land of green white 
green,which way?
A land where the 
enlightened ones are 
overshadowed and 
peanuts given to them.
The masses are dogs that 
eat the crumbs.
 Which way to go you 
Land?
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 
unproductive.
"There is better 
tomorrow" we hear.
Land of green white 
green,my country 
where rule of law walk 
beside anarchy.
The proles are sentenced 
to adversity,and there 
endured death-like trials.
Chai! Aru! People 
dancing on thorns 
whimpering as they 
throng 
along.
  I see a new sun rising 
from the horizon,hope is 
rekindled as its rays 
grace on hopeless bodies.
 Look!! there soon be 
change!



Note: 
This 
is 
poem 
full 
of 
Nigeria 
political
 angst.


Details | Verse | |

I Don't Hate America

I Don’t Hate America

I like the country I live in
That doesn’t mean I have to sing their songs
to prove that sh@!.
That doesn't mean that 
I can just can’t get over the fact that
they murdered the people who built it
 
America was dedicated to a proposition that
“all men are created equal, except
for women, indians and blacks

The white men were just fine is what we were told 
but what about those who were stolen that never made it over to NEW WORLD?
The ones that were thrown overboard and
those who died from sickness while in transport

Remember those who were born into slavery and never even knew what freedom was before their physical bodies left
and people like Thomas Jefferson
He understood that slavery was wrong but did not free his own until his death
What about those who beaten senseless and burned, and hanged,  
All while screaming “Nigger" What’s your new name?
Oh how soon do we forget…
That’s why I despise that word and
I don’t care who it is that uses it
#u$k that slavery sh@!
And #u$k that flag b@%ch!
#u$k you America because you’ve always made things hard .
So don’t look at me strange when I show those songs disregard and those fake ass patriotic undertones about how we are the land of the free
more like the land of the captured and the Home of the Slaves, see

I don’t’ hate America
I can be and do and go as I please
But, then I remember the poor people they injected with disease 
They thought they were getting free health care but the doctor is giving them syphilis 
Please! 

I remember the natives of this land
They slaughtered and labored them to work for freedom in their own land 

I remember the Civil War 
where we were a country divided by the Mason Dixon Line
The north and the south of the same country at war to save lives
 
I don’t hate America
This is my home 
But I refuse to let the things that 
my ancestors endured during the struggle of building SUCH A FINE COUNTRY be forgotten
It’s 2012 and the politicians still plottin to find a way to take away the black vote 
It’s the same shit, but now they just don’t use the noose to choke the life out of souls  
I’m so tired of the constitution and it’s loop holes, and amendments, and acts, and laws
This just proves that man can’t govern themselves because even with all these rules we constantly fall into the black hole deeper and deeper
I don’t hate America
I just choose to not take part in its little song and dance
I pledge my allegiance to God 
and continue to write and lose myself in my poetic trans 


Details | Blank verse | |

The Eye

The eye,a sign the 
unwise can't comprehend
  Forged from the world's 
origin,an 
illumination in darkened 
minds,for the 
enlightened ones like 
Leonardo da Vinci,Isaac 
Newton,John Milton....etc.
   The eye is a tree 
with many branches like 
Priory of Scion,Knight 
templars,I.O.G.T,United 
Nations,Masonic 
Lodge,Music industry, 
Politics,global economy, 
etc 
stretching beyond 
human imaginations-felt 
in all corners of earth.
  The world is clothed 
through wisdom from 
above.
   The eye,all seeing 
sign,an invincible 
emblem of power and 
riches to the lion hearted 
and loyal souls.
A seat of influence and 
fame.
  Creating the social order 
through men of power....
  Some see it as a 
curse,others a blessing.
  I feel it,the great eye is 
everywhere watching 
you!


Details | Rhyme | |

God's Purpose of the Rainbow


There’s many people who claim they’ve nothing to “hide!”
They tend to use the rainbow
 as a source of their “pride.”

But if you read in the book of Genesis, it is revealing.
God’s purpose of the rainbow had a different meaning!

The rainbow was there when much
 of mankind disappeared!
There was a promise of God that was so very clear.

He promised to never again destroy man with a flood.
This was his promise...  An extension of his love!

It was never intended as his approval for perversion!
Mankind still needs a Jesus filled holy conversion!

The colors of the rainbow can’t wash away sin’s dark stain!
This can only happen by the
 power of Jesus’ name!

The colors are beautiful…  But man’s heart is filled with deceit!
Without the soul cleansing power of Jesus… 
 We’re never complete!

No court decision can give the freedom that many desire!
Only the power of the cross can
 change you this very hour!

The only way to find equality with God, is through the cross!
Without his words of truth…
We are forever LOST!

Look past the colors of the rainbow!  Seek the power of the blood!
Then you too, can be changed from
 God’s power from above!

By Jim Pemberton   


Details | Rhyme | |

The Destruction of Mankind

The Destruction of Mankind!

Throughout the Bible’s history, you’ll find…
The wickedness and destruction
 of mankind!

There were kingdoms that have come and gone!
They took pride, and thought
 they were strong!

No matter how strong men make think they may be…
Everyone needs to make plans for their eternity!

There’s many things that people have enjoyed…
But. there’s coming a day when it’ll all be destroyed!

The Bible says that we all have failed and sinned!
What a terrible mess that we find ourselves in!

Our answer and only hope is with Jesus today!
Only he can wash the darkness and sin away!

Only he can bring a completeness to our soul!
And can bring all we need to make us whole!

May God’s Holy Spirit reach out and convict us!
That we all may know,
 only God can help us!


By Jim Pemberton


Details | Concrete | |

DISTURBED CREATURE- Am I

A poem wrote by me, based on Person who is a deserving icon but still struggling hard with his career life and addressed as disturbed creature.

DISTURBED CREATURE--> Am I ??       BY Mrs.Madhavi Suyog Pagare

Am I so insane, Am I so mad,
Dramatic mood of mine is so die hard.
Destroyed my peace, Shattering my dreams,
People call me as disturbed creature.
As like mounting the pain, attenuating the drain!!

Digesting my feelings lying inside me,
Strangely nobody cared, call me sick.
Teasing me lavishly and my heart is pricked,
Hurted me like hell when addressed me as stupid.
As like showering rain, missing on the lane!!

Time lapse in journey of life,
Can hamper anybody on its path.
When I see innate reflex of mine,
I always use to brightly shine.
Though possessing every job attributes of mine,
I never thought the authorities will ditch and hamper my career line.
Falsely acting bloody swine, making my image as fade as wine.
As like affecting harmonious divine, my soul was, as is transparently pristine!!

Destroying me and testing my patience, Never wanna give up.
Transformed deviations, wanna rightly screw up.
I wanna raise up, I wanna shake up.
I wanna wake up, Tranquilize my mind.
Unzip the professional life compressed by the culprits.
Wanna explore myself, driving the motivated heights of journey.
Lastly waiting for the optimistic opportunity.
Cuffing the suspect ,I wanna rejoice by my pattern of life!! 

with Suyog Pagare


Details | Rhyme | |

We Need God Back Into Our Schools

We Need God Back Into Our Schools!

There are some trying to remove God from this nation!
They do is under; “a church and state separation.”

For many years,  God was taught in our schools!
Until the Supreme Court took it away, with it’s rules!

As so many young people look to fill life’s “void.”
They try many things that they think they’ll enjoy!

Rather than having God’s word to obey and live by.
They choose the kind of life that they will die by!

Drugs, sex and violence of many perverted kinds.
Are what is now filling so many young people’s minds!

Read the headlines!  Many young people are stressed out!
Yet our government can’t seem to figure it out!

Another shooting…  Another act of violence appears!
While any kind of answer seems to have disappeared!

The answer is not more money to solve their problem!
No matter how much the government tries to solve them!

Let me give you answer.  It’s called “read the Bible 101!”
It’s time to repent to God the father, the spirit and the son!

Our young people need God brought back into their life!
And allow him to heal their brokenness and strife!

Jesus Christ is the solution for which many are asking!
Only he can give anyone a life that’s everlasting!

Please come Lord Jesus!  And heal the wounded hearts!
It’s everyone one of us, that it needs to start!

No court or school can separate God’s love for you and me!
Where will you spend your eternity?

By Jim Pemberton   10/24/13


Details | Rhyme | |

Our Country's Soul Is Being Torn Apart


Our Country’s Soul Is Being “Torn Apart”

The very soul of America is being “torn apart.”
It’s a problem that’s striking at our very heart.

There’s a “blowing wind.”  A “time for change.”
As the country’s moral fabric is being “rearranged.”

As many question what the true meaning of life is for…
Many don’t seem to know what’s wrong or right anymore!

As so much pornography is allowed into our homes…
The moral decay is “eating” right at “the bones.”

Many have a hard time “defining what marriage is.”
So many are really “messed up” in how they live!

The news seems to be “fascinated” by man’s depravity…
Leaving a huge vacuum of a monstrous “moral cavity.”

Many who attend church want what’s
 “soothing to their ears.”
A God of holiness and righteousness
 is what they “fear!”

As we look around as to what our society is becoming…
God’s judgement is soon!  It is surely coming!

We must come back and leave all of our “false idols!”
We must come back to the God of the Bible!

Jesus must be our cord of love the forever binds!
It’s only in him can we find true love for our minds!

It’s only in Jesus that we can find a purpose and meaning!
It’s only in him that we need to put our
 trust and start believing!

He is and always will be the right choice to be taken…
Without him, our country’s is “doomed and forsaken.”

He brings healing and righteousness
“beneath his wings…
He is what we truly need!  
He is our EVERYTHING!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Verse | |

Let the Farce Be With You

 
Should you vote the democratic ticket, then let the farce be with you!
All I can say is please do some serious research before you do.

It’s not just about change but this country’s future is at stake,
Check out both candidates records, times are getting too serious to make any mistakes.

Many, many men have died for our freedom and the right to vote,
Do not vote on infatuation, cause it was shed blood that bought it, I do not mean to gloat.

The issue that worries me most is our economy is rapidly falling apart,
They need to cap the price of crude it’s eroding this nations heart.

I don’t know of one thing that hasn’t increased in the last two years,
You can call it what it is but we have allowed this to happen and now we are facing our
worst fears.

We have become too dependent on foreign oil,
It’s time to crank up those drilling rigs and start punching holes right here in American
soil.

And when they need our wheat or grain,
Sell it to them at a jacked up price let them feel the hurt and pain.

No more weapons to foreign countries shall we sale,
As far as I’m concerned they can all go straight to h—l.

No more being Mr. Nice Guy let them fend for themselves,
Let us take care of what we have and start stockpiling our shelves. 

I think it is time for this country and it’s people to unite for the right reasons.
Time is not on our side, the Lord is about to return, read the signs know the seasons.


Details | Rhyme | |

Man's Corruption God's Redemption

Man's Corruption...  God's Redemption!

The Bible speaks of man's sin and corruption.
That's why God has offered us, his redemption!

The heart is desperately wicked above all things.
There's an evil corruption that sin brings!

The Lord searches our heart and tests our ways.
He watches our lives, all of our days!

There's nothing good in ourselves.
Not now, or ever!
Without God's mercy...
We're doomed forever!

But, through Christ, there's a way and a plan!
He made this available to every woman and man!

His gift of salvation is a message of love, made clear!
The coming of Jesus Christ,
 draws ever so near!

We can trade our sinful corruption, 
for a new way of living!
Won't you come before the Lord,
with a heart of giving?

Giving our life to Jesus,
 is the best thing to do!
By his power and grace, you can be
made BRAND NEW!

I'm thankful for his salvation! 
 Mercy has been applied!
Because of Christ' death on the cross…
I'm now sanctified!

By Jim Pemberton   


Details | Rhyme | |

Why Do We Preach Tolerance and Love


Tolerance and love is preached…  But,  at what price?
Too often we forget about Jesus’ sacrifice!

His death was because our sin counted against us.
He died on the cross because he truly loves us!

How dare we “cheapen” his work on the cross!
In today’s “political correctness..”  We have lost!

In the love and acceptance, we call it “inclusion.”
This has led many into a serious “confusion.”

Many want the loving side of God.  I can’t blame them!
But those who seek his holiness…  
Can you name them?

God is a God of love.  But he requires holy living too!
This is not a request but a command 
me and you!

If it’s tolerance and love you want…  Look no more!
You’ll be able to find it washed up on sin’s shore!

The people of Israel wanted “free love.” 
 Look what it got them!
Being slaves and captives, is what
 it taught them!

God is a loving God but is also as a consuming fire!
Living a righteous life is what he really desires!

“Without holiness…  No man shall see him.”
That’s why he sent Jesus, to the world beneath him!

Won’t you allow your sins to be totally forgiven?
Only Jesus can change the way
 you’ve been livin’!

He gives eternal life to those who
 diligently seek him!
The choice is yours to repent and receive him!

By Jim Pemberton    


Details | Rhyme | |

What Does Marriage Mean to YOU

What Does Marriage Mean to YOU?

What all hear various definitions
 of what marriage means.
Not realizing the consequences
 this often brings!

There’s often a lack of commitment and faithfulness.
Many still looking for a true source of happiness!

This institution, that God set up as a husband and wife.
Needs to have his spirit,
 to guide our life!

It’s no wonder why, there’s many falling apart!
It’s causing heartache and many broken hearts!

No court in the land can wash away sin’s dark stain.
When adultery happens, things aren’t the same!

May we all seek to ask God
 to strengthen our home!
He’s there to help us!
 When we feel all alone!

We need the blood of Jesus to daily cleanse us!
He wants to do this!  Because he loves us!

Jesus remains committed, faithful and strong!
His word will teach us what’s right and wrong!

May we seek HIS guidance and council!
You’ll find, that he is always most helpful!

Please Jesus… Heal the broken families
 across this nation!
For only you can provide
 a much needed foundation!

By Jim Pemberton  


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Haikus About God: V

Omniscient guy
Yet he lets bad things happen
How can he exist?


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THE LAND OF THE FREE

Look around you;
Is what you see is true.
America my home,
It is 310,452,000 so we’re not alone
The land of the free. 
I thank God, for everything you’ve been so good to me. 
No other place in this world but in this land. 
Can you start with an empty hand, 
And from nothing become something.
Live life to the fullest each and every day. 
We use come together and pray.
From the rolling hills, and dirty streets, and windswept plains
I am strong, I am proud, I am weak, I am vain,
For the many who strive to hear the sound of opportunity but cannot.
Let my pen be your voice so that should say a lot
The icons of our fast-food world - French fries, hamburgers and cokes.
This might fill our belly’s but does this give us hope.
In the summer heat there is laughter of children in chlorine-blue city pools.
These same children in our future will be our leaders, so now what will do. 
There is suffering of the lonely, of the hungry, of the dreamless who live without hope.
Just keep having faith and believe than just maybe together as America we can cope.






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WE ARE INDEPENDENCE!

We are Tausug Nation
Defending independence
Free from the enemies
Stood not to get oppressed

Our Nation ruled
Of the country’s independence
Never conquered from then
We shall develop our land

Our country, nation is known
Home of courageous person
Bound only in one faith
Never care of the death

Tumantangis, Dahu peaks of our land
To Bagsak, Sinumaan
And to all the mountains here
Only one God is aimed

Zamboanga, Basilan, North Borneo, Palawan
Centre is in Sulu land
Ruled by the Sultan
From the early point of time

Our nation is united
In the name of faith is complete
Only God is firm
Determined not to get conquered

Land of the pearl garden
Sulu Sea in the world is famous
From the South and North
And East and West

Blood of Martyrs flowed in the vein of the Sug Nation
Fought to defend
Flag rose like Vinta strip
Eternal pledge appeared


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Morals Morality and Ethical Direction


Morals, Morality and Ethical Direction… We often hear of morals, morality and ethical direction. What they mean, I suppose, is “one’s discretion.” Very seldom, is anything from the Bible being heard. Why obey God’s commandments? Why, that’s absurd! Many claim, that as adults, just about anything is “o.k.” As long as you don’t do what they do, but what they say! Many are “bombarded” with sexual type of temptations… Often leading many to get into perverse addictions! We set up boards of people to try to be “ethically clean.” When it comes down to it… What does this really mean? Can a person be totally immoral, but 100% ethical?’ Does this, in some way, seem kind of “heretical?” Why believe in God? He’s been ruled “unconstitutional.” While many listen to the news, which is often “delusional!” We hear of perversions, that are often “glorified.” Do we hear of those wanting to be Godly sanctified? If you’re confused, and need some kind of spiritual guide! Look to God’s word! He has nothing to hide! The kind of morality and ethics that you’ll ever need… Can be found in the Bible! Open it and read! Why not read from Genesis through Revelation? We can all find what we need! Across our nation! God and his word give us a true moral compass for living! His life for our own lives, is what he’s freely giving! Won’t you come to Jesus for godly direction today? He is here! And wants to help you find HIS way! By Jim Pemberton


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There's A Web of Temptation And Sin

There’s a Web of Temptation and Sin!

There’s a web of temptation and a lot of sin…
That brings slavery and a strong bondage within!

Throughout this land, there’s an evil surge!
While many lives, seem to be getting “submerged!”

Being submerged, into a life, that many believe in.
They become perverted, but want all to receive them!

The “love and acceptance,”
 that many desire.
Puts them on a tightrope!  A very thin wire!

As the web of temptation and sin begin to grow.
It brings a bondage that damages the soul!

They may want to have “love and acceptance.”
But in their hearts, needs to be a godly repentance!

May the holiness of a righteous God be stirred!
That all will come back, to the truth of his word!

His son Jesus, came to the cross! He bled and died!
That through him, our lives can be totally sanctified!

Only the power of God, can bring a needed restoration!
He gives to one and all… 
 A heavenly invitation!

Whosoever will… Come now!  And accept him!
Won’t you take the time, to really know him?

Don’t allow the web of life to destroy 
and overcome you!
Come to Jesus now!  He really does
 LOVE YOU!

By Jim Pemberton


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Political Correctness Brings Spiritual Weakness

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





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Is It God We Trust Or Leave In the Dust

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


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Draconian II

[The Puppeteer]
The storm I see you in
Caught in the race of Caïn
Held by the arms you cannot see--the conducter of Ennui 
-No stronger than the void you hold within-
It began with a hope, an obsession
Casted into, slavery of repugnant possessions 
Granted by, the Avaricious Lords, the ones we serve for
-They Told Us to pray, hope, away from despair, the despair caused by their immaculate Hands
Malice, envy, greed, was granted to me, The Feudal Dream, we want to be Them, just like him
-just how he solaces us, ambivalent hope, engendering knives to my throat 

[The Fall]
In this Valley of morning and weeping
Love lies bleeding, in desperate fear
With their talons, the hunt to rip out thy heart 
As each velvet petal falls apart
Her body chained in their bile and lies, covered with their red-spy
-sent just to check if our souls are in line, do not defy 
Her blood velvet and pure, drips away with innocence of the amber guardian 
The soil of plagues, beggars, and graves
Is know her home, the coven of solace
Though the seed has died--resurrection Is near passing through death's fear
One stronger than you--and thy funeral skies
She is alive--anew
But the vapors still remain
The Apocalypse is here, do we fear?
Just for the death of our sins
Elysia never Seemed so far away

[Our Damnation]
Solitary ruins, Fulfill their visions
We strayed far from the depths within 
We all lingered to his solace--lies
-you make the sign everyday, but lack toknow the name
We are just the toys, he pulls all of the strings
We are nothing in this burning world
of Decadence, and Failed Semblance

[Draconian] 
Draconian--Reach for the shadows within
Draconian--Break from the Fallen's son
Draconian--Their empirical lies, only die
Draconian--Reach the shadows within


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Haikus About God: III

Beauty of nature
Why condense it down to God?
Isn’t life enough?


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Why Are Church Doors Locked

WHY ARE CHURCH DOORS LOCKED?

I have been a member for many years. I attend when ever I can.  I pray and pay.
I guess, I took it for granted, but not anymore. I must stand up for all that want to know.  For all that need to know. No! I am not a  hero, but I would like to know. 

There was a time in my youth, when it was un-thinkable to lock a church door. Did congress pass a law, while I was sleeping?  Should I call the sheriff?  Why didn’t the pastor tell me?  Does he know? Did he lock the front door, side door, and even the back door? Does God know, the doors at the church are locked?  Saints, we are in big trouble.

Okay! Let’s get serious. Are you trying to keep something locked out? Are you trying to keep something locked in? This could be a sin. There are two individuals in the congregation that I can ask.  They certainly must know answer. After all, their name is Brother Lock and Brother Smith. Yes! The Lock Smith Brothers. 

Now if the Devil is locked up, when I leave church, I’m okay with that. You say, I should not worry about this.  Well! It is now at the top my list. I want to know more. It’s time to stop church crime.  

Dr. "G"


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Haikus About God: IV

God made all people
But some better than others?
Stop being silly.


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Haikus About God: VI

The body: sacred
We’re all made in God’s image
Hence... circumcision?


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Spirituals and Drums

My ancestors walking in the night
using oil lights and moonlight for guides
while being instructed to Wade in the Water
to camouflage their scents like disguise

The Sweet Chariot awaited 
so they could ride away
Harriet was a soldier
and it wasn't an option to be caught during the day
That's the same mentality Nat Turner had when he sang
Steal Away

They would follow the drinking gourd
so all were in accord to go north
The Gospel Train was coming
and at the end of the journey
was a fine reward
Freedom was coming
and it was a long time coming and
they walked until they heard freedom bells ringing
and I still hear their tired footsteps running

Thinking of My Darling Nelly Gray
Stolen from my arms a random September day
and eliminated our chances to run away together
No family ties, no love, no strength says the oppressor

Then I hear the drums beat in the darkness
giving me the hope of finally being free
Maybe I'll follow them this time on faith
on bended knee
There must be a place for me among the light
of this darkness
Among oppression, thieves, evil-doers
no thought on their conscience

Thank goodness for the safe houses that
supported our traveled distances
and for the conductors who bore witnesses
and may God have mercy on the souls who
were against this
and on those who chose to forget this sh@!

I still hear crying in quilts of safety 
because I know that the burden was heavy
to be at the mercy of nature and patrol men
catching run-away slaves for money
Some did it bare feet with freedom ahead of this
loved induced journey and they made it
So all that bull about how your life is hard
just stuff it in an envelope and save it



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Peace Is Needed For Pete's Sake

Imagine children waking up to bombs and sirens in the night.
Parents calming their children's screams of fright.
Rockets bursting in air.
People fleeing their homes, cries of anguish in their voices.

Violence, suffering, dying, too much-
Children homeless, parentless, living on streets.
Peace is needed for Pete's sake.

Politics, religion, race, and greed-
People world wide open your eyes.
We're destroying our human race.

Allow the children to hear laughter again.
Laying their heads on a love one's lap,
Lifting fears and giving them hope
A brighter future for man, woman and child.
Is that asking for too much?

Nothing but destruction in minds of many.
Stop, stop destroying humankind.
Find peace and heal in time.


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Observer

A serpent underneath blue sky,
in shade of man, in twinkle of an eye,
above brick wall, in the structure, at the floor,
venom of white dove; contaminated food, undrinkable water,
misguided youth, pregnant daughter, unfaithful father and hateful son,
mothers do pray while we walk through Babylon;
on teli and in the press, on top shells,
price none the less, in bedroom and at your door..
dawn of a new day seemed to be dark,
after all.


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America Is Being DESTROYED From Within

 

As sin and perversion often become integrated… 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 “spiritual separation.” Love, honor, and respect of God… Is often a “thing of the past.” Anything of God seems to be disappearing FAST! 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


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you should not fear ROUNDELET

You should not fear,

though their brawls are so unyielding.

You should not fear,

though the deadline is very near.

Congress will raise the debt ceiling,

despite your skeptical feeling.

You should not fear.


**Roundelet contest (CORRECTED WITH NEW RULES)


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Undermining Light

Despising, Deceiving, Denying
Lying, Lynching, Looting
Mindless, Morals, Misconceiving

Opening, Options, Obsolete
Treacherous, Treasonous, Thieves
Thinking, They, Them

Boasting, Bullying, Blinding
Forsaking, Forbidding, Friends
Uniting, Under, Unity

Sending, Signals, Selfishly
Can’t, Control, Consciousness
Everyone, Escape, Earth

Holding, Here, Hell
Never, Not, Now
Win, We, Will

Yearning, Ye, Yes
Illumination, Inside, Increasing
Evil, Ending, Extinct  


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Lions will be lions


Humiliation occurs
When pigs and monkeys roars
How a pig became a lion?
How , How a monkey roars?
That's when you stop saying NO
Humiliation occurs
When the lions are here
When the lions onshore
Pigs will be pigs
A monkey will stand for
A monkey , no less , no more



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Puppet on a string

linked by a silk rope 

i am played by the hand ..folklore 

puppet on a string 

p


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Jesus My Life Is One HUGE Embarrassment


For many years... My life has been an embarrassment! Filled with hopelessness and discouragement! Many things I thought I had enjoyed... Have left in me... A large and empty void! Many nights, I would cry myself to sleep. Knowing the hole my life was in, was very, very deep. Then one day, I called out to God! I wasn’t sure if he’d listen! My family, my old church, I was now missin'. My family prayed for me for so many years. I often brought them embarrassment and tears. God... I tried everything else... I want to come back to you! I need you now Jesus! I really do! Please come into my heart, and cleanse me within! Set me free from all addictions and sin! I know that you will never let go of my hand. My whole life, on your word, I shall now stand. Only you can satisfy the emptiness in my soul! I am now complete, satisfied, and made whole! By Jim Pemberton


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Reflections: Intellectualism

To Dine, To Die;
Conversations spiral
While thunderous eyes
Grasp concepts to recycle.

Constant debt crisis
A political paradox
Grating social devices
Over the sorting of socks.

Pseudo-analysis
An endless groan
Argumental paralysis
The debate grants no throne.

Existentialism
Over a roast
Potatoes won't listen
To who talks the most.

"That point is so interesting"
The floor is open for chat
"What is real?" not a thing
"Meow" adds the cat.


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Better Get Ready

Prepare my friends and get ready for what may be the beginning of the end.
    On a decision by the U.N. in September, it will all depend.
What a fearful world we live in, Armageddon is at hand.
    Israel, the chosen, will not succumb to the world's demand.
And most of the world's nations will announce recognition of a Palistinian state.
    As I said at the beginning, the month of September, 2011 will be the date.
Waiting in the wings is Anti-Christ, who will soon reveal his ugly face.
    While we all sit in our church pews singing Amazing Grace.
We need to be out working, in the fields of harvest white.
    And bring the lost ones into the fold, before it turns to night.


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MEDIA CONTROL

The main stream's notice, coveting's resound,
nor look for options seemingly profound,
evil is as ~ evil does,  be still around,
the same as nurturance choice concern when found!

I carry on as briskly, not refute
the day be won, my victory astute,
as knowing not, some consequence dilute,
do gather strength, from "faith", without repute!

This win, or lose ~ disfigures not MY group,
that I still hold in bearing ~ not by loot!


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I'm Coming Out And Am Proud Of It

There are proud people “coming out!” Yet, they have no idea what real life is about! Many brag about a lifestyle that’s revealing. Yet have lost God’s purpose and meaning! I’m coming out for Jesus! I’ve nothing to hide! I’ve asked him to take away my sin and pride! Of my own accomplishments... I’ve nothing to boast! But I’m proud of God the father, son and holy ghost! Whatever pride we have… We’ve all sinned! Jesus told us; “you must be born again!” Nothing that I’ve done is worth “bragging of.” Rather, I’ve done things that I’m ashamed of! But God reached down to where I was standing! And filled my life with his peace and understanding! The more I have of Jesus, the less I need of me! His power alone is what can truly set me free! I’m coming out for Jesus! The redeemer of my soul! I’m going to shout it! So the whole world may know! I’m not ashamed of Jesus! I am NOT! By his mercy… My sins have been blood bought! For each step you take to God… He takes two! Won’t you allow him to do his work through YOU? A life of righteousness and holiness is what God is asking! Come now! And receive HIS life! It’s everlasting! By Jim Pemberton


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They said her time had come- Death by insurance

They said her time had come
No place to run
No place to hide
No time for fun
Just an empty vessel inside
Going through the motions
Numb.
Overwhelming emotions
They said her time had come

They said her time had come
Evil coats
She wants to run
She desires to have fun
Not understanding why she can not play
It is now the month of May
Another denial letter
Another denial to get better
They said her time had come

They said her time had come
Why such looks of sorrow?
She doesn’t understand
For there is always tomorrow
Evil coats
She takes a breath
Smelling all of the flowers
No place to hide
Now literally an empty vessel inside
They said her time had come

Her time had come
Her bald head 
Just four years old
She looks to comfort from her mom and dad
Why do they look so sad?
Evil coats drag them away 
She never got that chance to go out and play
Beep. Beep. Beeep.. Bleeeeep….. 
The room floods with long white coats
Now to heaven this little girl floats
Her time had come

They said her time had come
She was just a name
No money, undeserving of fame
Easy for her to be denied
If only the suits had looked her in the eyes
Who is to blame? 
Sent to the free clinic
Now dead at four
No insurance
Ooops! What a shame…
She could have been saved
Now two parents at her grave
Once a happy family, now destroyed
Because THEY said her time had come


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Never Use --------- S O P A------- to Wash Out Your Mouth

--------We're not Terrorists----------
------S.O.P.A. wash your own mouth out-----
----------not our Big Brother---------






*if you are not familiar with 
"S.O.P.A." 
and you are ONLINE...Read up...
The lovely U.S. Government plan
 to police our every Internet move...
It is a SICKENING infringement of our rights!!! 
"Get Up, Stand up, Stand Up for your rights!"~Bob Marley


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What's in Our American Future



Is our American Nation, now the new frontier
by accepting All People that seek work and life here

I understand technology has shrunken this world
Did the Rights of Citizens shrink, as our flag unfurled

It seems that the loudest voices that you hear today
All cater to self interest, while trying to lead America astray

"We the People" does it still mean Citizens have the Voice
To decide what is best for America, We The People Make The Choice

When big money and interests from outside these states
Try to dictate Our Future, by buying people to act as mates

Remember the words shouted by Paul Revere on his ride
Listen to the cries from our ancestors as they seek to divide

When limits are the only solutions and if bans become fact
Citizens think for yourself, what you lose, and judge the impact

If our States Rights are limited, to a path by government as planned
It's our ancestors battles, blood and voices that put a vote in your hand

We can Teach All The Children of whats right and whats wrong
To pray, Trust in God, the value of family and how to belong  

We have been leaving teaching to others to seek and accumulate wealth
Without thinking coins can't buy an Angel or protect children's mental health

Their are so many different answers That We All Need To Discuss,
so cut those puppet strings, start thinking, instead of riding the bus


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Who Will STAND UP For Jesus


I've heard of those who say they're "happy and gay." Where are those who proclaim; "Jesus is the only Way?" I've heard of many who discuss creation vs. evolution. Where are those who proclaim Jesus is the solution? I've heard of many who chose an "alternate lifestyle." Where are those...who for Jesus... will go "the extra mile?" There are those who say; "Jesus isn't real!" Where are those who'll confess HIM with a passion and a zeal? There’s so many who sit in their church's pew. Where are those... Whom to Christ… Will say; ‘I LOVE YOU!” There’s too many who are on their way to hell. Where are those who truly love Jesus? Can you tell??? I know of a redeeming savior's mercy and grace. His love has been extended to the human race. Jesus speaks a loving call and merciful plea... He says; "take up your cross and follow me!" Jesus brings true gladness and overflowing joy! This is freely offered to every man, woman, girl and boy! NOW is the day of salvation & the accepted time! Christ can change us! And renew our mind! I know that very soon.. Jesus is coming again! Where are those who desire to be cleansed within? I know that an abundant life is what Jesus will freely give! Where one can find eternal life! And a true meaning to live! By Jim Pemberton


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Our Country Needs God Right Now

Our Country Needs God Right Now!

Across this country, there’s a lot of sin and confusion…
As people are looking 
for the “perfect solution!”

Many laws are being passed of various kinds…
Often as a result of “confused” political minds!

As many in the courts become more delusional…
Over what is and what’s not “constitutional!”

When will all of this chaos and confusion end?
As our country’s crumbling from within!

We need God!  There’s no way of getting around it!
Any kind of moral direction? 
 Many have lost it!

God’s word is more powerful than a double-edged sword!
Refusing HIS way of living… 
 We cannot afford!

Our founding fathers didn’t believe in a God separation!
It’s only him that can bring
 a healing to this nation!

Please, dear Lord, come and touch us with your power!
We all need you in our lives!  This very hour!

Only God’s principles give true purpose and meaning!
This is what his Holy Spirit has been revealing!

Won’t you come now?  And give him your hand?
And ask for his forgiveness to heal this land!

Please come Lord Jesus!  And touch our soul!
Only you and make us complete and whole!

By Jim Pemberton   01/13/14


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The Tragedy of the Banished Revolutionaries

The Tragedy of the Banished Revolutionaries.

Epochs apart, yet,
bound by conscience,

Buddha, 
Jesus,
Moses,
Muhammad,
Ram.

Enduring the whispers of time,
through creeds professed,
sermons preached,
and a million sins confessed.

Though,

the essence,
of these banished revolutionaries,
is ceremonially muted by ritual,
and gleefully crushed under,
grandiose edifices,
that serve Religion Inc.

"And the meek shall inherit the earth",
an incendiary thought,
conveniently discarded,
for the pie in the sky that must be sought.

The tragedy of the banished revolutionaries,
stings.
stabs,
whispers still,
for us to hear,
through the din of the cacophony of prayer.

Buddha,
Jesus,
Moses,
Muhammad,
Ram.

The tragedy of the banished revolutionaries,
persists,
each day that we choose,
to shun the meek,
and mouth conscience-salving prayers,

for yet more silver,
and yet more silk.


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Tiny Grains of Sand United

These aren't the same sand grains of time are they? coming united from all around aren't they? can't feel the slightest sight of sound can you? you couldn't possibly begin to understand, why can't you? just find a way to join a cause bigger than you make a splash in a tiny pond could you? shift in ripples moving grains of the sands of time if you found a way to unbound a weary mind, if you take in only what you want that makes you tick till the very last tock I will with you These tiny sand grains all that remain of a distant fading memory on a shore full of fantasy reality is what you cannot change except when united tiny sand grains of time, that matter.


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The Cowardice of the Taliban and The Silence of The Good Muslims

The Cowardice of the Taliban and The Silence of The Good Muslims.


When hot lead tears the flesh of a 14 year old girl,

ripping through her skull,
leaving her to bleed out and die,

does Allah not recoil in horror,

to see His child whimper,
to see His daughter cry.

Where is the indignation,

the anger that often boils over and manifests itself as flags and books and videos are burnt in mass orgies of hollow piety,

where are the voices that scream so loud,
that denounce all but their own creed,

where are the men, the impotent men who crave for nothing more than their fascist egos to feed,

where are the voices that so loudly proclaim,
enemies here and enemies there, always quick to condemn,

where are those voices when the enemy walks amongst them.

14 year old Malala Yousafzai was shot in cold blood,

her crime?

Advocating the rights of girls to an education.

Shame on you, men of bigotry and men of cowardice.

Shame on you, silent and mute accomplices in this carnage.

Shame on me,
for my inaction,

Shame on us all,
who proclaim lofty ideals,

yet are conspicuously silent,

when a 14 year old girl is shot in the head,

by fascist fundamentalist bigots who only worship bullets of hot lead.

Not in my name!

Not in my name,
shall the cowardly men rain down abuse,

Not in my name,
shall the bigoted men light the communalistic fuse,

Not in my name,
shall Malala Yousafzai be shot in the head,

left to bleed out,
while countless mothers' tears are shed,

not in my name,
shall religious murderers,
be left to wander free,

not in my name,
for I dare all believers to open their eyes,
to see!

To see,
the innocence of a 14 year old girl,
wanting only an education,

as the men of the cloth,
prance around with their pathetic self-righteous indignation.

I write this today,
the anger raging in my veins,

yet I fear,

that I shall write more of this,

unless we stand up and say 'no more',

I fear that I shall be writing this again,

until we all,

reclaim the true principles of humaneness,

until we silence the voices of bigotry,
of rage,
of fanatical insanity,

I fear I shall be writing this again,

and,

until the muck-ridden bile,
is not excised,

I shall continue to say,

NOT IN MY NAME!

Or else I shall have nothing,

but my unending shame.



(for Malala Yousafzai, 14 years old, in a critical condition after being shot in the head by the Pakistani Taliban, for her work as a young activist advocating the rights of girls to attend school)


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Not in God's Name

Protestant, Catholic, Mormon, Jew – 

I understand your point of view.

If you can’t mine – well, that’s a shame.

No “holy” war is in God’s name.

 

Islam means “peace”.  We all want that.

Meet the Quakers.  Be friends and chat.

Buddhist, Hindu – we’re all the same.

No “holy” war is in God’s name.

 

Jehovah’s Witness to a Sikh:

Sisters and brothers, let us speak.

It’s not a case of placing blame.

No “holy” war is in God’s name.

 

“An ye harm none, do as ye will.”

The Wiccan Rede, we must fulfill.

Let peace on Earth become our aim.

No “holy” war is in God’s name. 


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The Land of Sophia

Escape the tort of our avarice world Defy the ones who shift the blame Deter the decadence forgetting shame Freedom is on the top of the bare eyes Beyond the consciousness of The Human Kind Search harder and then you'll find The Land of Sophia Dwelling past are needs Swirling around our bare minds Our wants polluting out sight the Land of Sophia is lost at night Are the Lies held worth it in time Only embracing The Veil of Logic The Truth is cast into shade where all vices are soon to be made For all of our dreams and dramaticies The Destruction Star poisons seas Far from This Galaxy among the stars I can see myself, And The One I've became Escape the tort of our avarice world Defy the ones who shift the blame Deter the decadence forgetting shame Freedom is on the top of the bare eyes Beyond the consciousness of The Human Kind Search harder and then you'll find The Land of Sophia Dwelling past are needs Swirling around our bare minds Our wants polluting out sight the Land of Sophia is lost at night Caught in our lust, of forgetting trust I wonder can we break free of bound forever in the clutches of Lilith's Love Eden's Heart Who's desperate For Love Who's desperate For Light yet wallows in Blight and chooses to wait--forevermore The wait in Summer--An Eternity Lilith's Love Eden's Heart Escape the tort of our avarice world Defy the ones who shift the blame Deter the decadence forgetting shame Freedom is on the top of the bare eyes Beyond the consciousness of The Human Kind Search harder and then you'll find The Land of Sophia Dwelling past are needs Swirling around our bare minds Our wants polluting out sight the Land of Sophia is lost at night We don't chose what's right I can't believe we are able to see this far Crawling in Shadows Never will breath find it's light Escape the tort of our avarice world Defy the ones who shift the blame Deter the decadence forgetting shame Freedom is on the top of the bare eyes Beyond the consciousness of The Human Kind Search harder and then you'll find The Land of Sophia Dwelling past are needs Swirling around our bare minds Our wants polluting out sight the Land of Sophia is lost at night
**Mark Jansen, Guitarist, Male Vocals, and main songwriter of Epica**


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Cease Fire

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!


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Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Storm Part IV

Precipitation:
Culminates in a washout
Stuffed camels get soaked


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What Do We Expect As We Seek to Remove God

What Do We Expect, As We Seek to Remove God? As so many people are seeking God’s removal… It’s like anything from him, we’ve given a refusal! Many have tried to ban just the reading of his word! There’s so much truth, just waiting to be heard! Many anti-God societies have quickly formed! Even the ten commandments, are often scorned! We’ve built large cities, many schools, and homes! But when it comes to God, we’ve often left him alone! One can try their best to push God back in the corner! But if you do, things in your life will get “warmer!” The pleasures and truth you seek, will come to an end! And then eternity without God, will just begin! You’ll wish you chose to live for God, that eventful day! You’ll wish that you took the time to study and pray! It’s the word of God that you need to study and read! God knows all about you! And knows your needs! He deserves all of your praise and full attention! We need to seek him, for much needed direction! Please come dear Lord, and cleanse us within! May we humbly confess our faults and sins! We need YOU much more, than words can say! Please be the God we serve! May we start TODAY! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Senryu | |

Contemplation

Peaceful protester
Envisioning better days
Changed America


Details | I do not know? | |

sleep

s- is or the slithering sound youre tounge makes when trying to think, the star in the 
moonlight sky that catches yur eye, the sight you once seen and will nevr forget in yur 
drems as u follow up into quiet peace.
l- is for the light that makes the magic happean so you cant deny stareing, the laughter that 
makes u giggle and want to shout out at the same time, the love that is shares and brings to 
yur heart
e- is for exciteing, the exciteing heartrenching dream you soon encounter while trying to 
hold back yur giggles and smiles while trying to close yur eyes and sleep.
e- is also for the extravagent and endless memorys and journeys you once fullfill in yur 
dream, the encounter of ones hopes, and sights never seen or forgotten just rememberd.
p- is for the people you meet in yur cloud, the peole you see and remeber and once loved or 
are trying to think about all the time and every day until the day u see them again it seems like forever.
also the places, you travel so beutiful, and detailed, only created by yur mind, only yur mind 
can see them and noone else can but you, pictures, that will last forever as you take trying 
to capture all of those memory's by casting a photo here and there, but youll never find 
whats in yur dreams unless you just sink yur heart into one sync of yur own creativity and let 
go of everything and just lay in still peacefull silence as the wind sweeps youre tight muscles 
and acheing pains away, far away to the very botom of yur soul, let yourself dream, let 
youre dreams cast you away, let yur heart dream, just fall into a quiet sleep forever where 
only you can dream away and forever fall into sweet rest.
just let yur heart open up wider then yur eyes can see, just fall into loveing paralyzeing sleep.


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What Are You Thinking

It’s a social problem that has our sitting President supporting lesbian and gays.
He sees it as a political coin to toss into this election foray.
What is he thinking? Votes in the country will be lost to him in the Bible belt.
Christians know Our Fathers laws, edicts; morally he’s following the devil on this Christian assault.

God’s voice, Romans Chapter One is very specific about this.
Corrupting Our Fathers words bring us to a Spiritual crisis.
Morally he’s absolutely wrong, in his actions and his thoughts.
By backing this corrupted agenda he’ll find this will all come to naught.

The biggest blunder in his career what is he thinking politically?
He’s lost his moral compass; he knows this is wrong, especially spiritually?
What happens, God forbid, when his children were to say to him I’m dating another woman?
He’ll be mad I bet, but the children will say, “you said it was alright’” Were will he be with this twisted wisdom?

He’ll say,” I only said this to get votes we both know it’s wrong.”
Again they’ll say,” But you said it’s ok’ you said it belonged.”
Mr. President our nation was founded on morals and freedom, following God’s laws was the key.
Yet as Christians we know that you’ll loose this election because Christians will not put up going against the Father and his laws, you’ve lost spiritually.

Yes I see a resounding defeat for you in this election and you have no else to blame. 
To endorse this abomination is a crying shame.
You could have been one of the great Presidents if you followed God’s truths.
For that many Christians vote will be lost, Christians will stand against you and rebuke.

Being from a Democratic family since I can remember in good conscience my family and I will vote Republican.
To change parties is not our way but because of your stance on this issue I’ll not vote for a vile corrupted man.
You’ve turned Christians everywhere against you in this country because you knew.
God says homosexuality is wrong on every level and this time I believe you’re through.


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Armagedon

A dream or premenition, call it what you may,
It was so vivid, all the details are impossible to say.
On a beautiful day,stroll through the park,and hearts filled with Joy.
Then all of a sudden the sky opened up and the choas called to deploy.
The children, who once played up and down the slide,
Was scared, running and screaming, their mothers cried.
A boom, and pop, the noise was so loud.
then all of a sudden, I just vanished from the crowd.
a wierd feeling had become me, now I am someplace new.
I feel dirt and sand beneath my feet, I am wearing no shoes.
I look up to see an orange sky, with rocks raining down.
I can see in the distance, what remains of a small town. 
maybe four paces to my left, smoldering in char
Is all that's left of what appears to be some poor family's car.
I drop to my knees, lost in pure despair.
Is this it? Is the whole world beyond repair?
a vioce with no sign of a body, whispers in my ear,
This is what is soon to come, if you don't need me here.
I had some unusual flash backs, of congressional bills of law,
something like "united under ____  and justice for all"
That's when it hit me,I remembered we had evicted him from our land.
so when the evicted decides to leave, the landlord must understand.
Is it to late? I asked him, down on bended knee,
I began to pray, and I asked him to forgive me.
I awoke this morning, to see my children living and well.
I was dazed all day, But about this dream, I had no strength to tell.
I am too afraid to mention it to others, for they will not believe.
And I am too scared of their judgements, for I am sure of what I will recieve.
What would you do my friends, had this dream belonged to you?
Would you brush it off your shoulder, or warn everyone you knew?


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A Resolution for This time

A Resolution for This Time
(Based on Eccl. 3:1-15)
©2011 C. Brent Cloyd

I long to see the beauty of my time
Hear music from eternal bells that chime
Enjoy earth, till this good life I sever
Look toward heaven that last forever

I’ll grasp my part in each life occasion 
Banish thoughts and deeds of ill persuasion
Accept God’s design for each life season
Submit that I need not know His reason

I will celebrate life so wondrous born
Understand that death is not always scorn
Propagate goodness and wholeness in life
And uproot that which causes pain and strife

I’ll concede it’s sometimes proper to kill
But until convinced I’ll promote goodwill
Useless things I will tear down and destroy
Then plan to build, and work efforts deploy

I will comfort the hearts of those forlorn
Together find God’s healing as we mourn
Dare to dream, love, have hope, and take a chance
Embrace the moment, laugh, and learn to dance

I’ll speak with passion, let pieces scatter
Gather the fragments, avoid the chatter
Engage opinions, proceed with a shrug
When acceptable, open arms and hug

For things of value I’ll search at great cost
When searching is exhausted count it lost
When usefulness has ended, throw away
But don’t allow important things to stray

Now is the time to tear some things apart
Then with care I’ll mend and make a new start
Learn the lesson that silence is golden
Of words fitly said men are beholden

I pledge to hate what is cruel and unjust
Teach that kindness and fairness are a must
In war, anger and malice find release
But I’ll use my voice to encourage peace

Yesteryear’s events once again will be
To measure their success we wait and see
God’s deeds are good, lasting and without flaw
Of Him and His works I will gaze in awe.


Details | I do not know? | |

A Blessing

May the blessings of the holiday season be upon you May the light of each morning rise up to meet you May happiness glow like golden embers to outshine the brightest star May the warmth of the heart Join all in the fellowship of love Weaving it in our daily life Flowing endlessly tell our day is done.


Details | Sonnet | |

Gulf Oil Spill

Our ecosystem and wildlife can no longer be ignored
The devastation caused by the Gulf oil spill must vastly be restored

As anger and frustration surges across the Coast
The depletion of our environment, indeed we fear the most

Several past months, many lives have been erased
In the midst of these disasters, we can only look to faith

Now let us pay a visit to some underlying factors
Volcanic eruptions, earthquakes, and other natural disasters

It was not in their intention for a high tech failed invention
Yell still they don't take into account the consequences of their actions

Efforts to contain this oil spill is more doltish than we have known
What more massive debacles can this single Earth condone?

Many local residents are now suffering from depressions
So think about what lies ahead, our future generations


©RashanaKing2010


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Lady Justice

Revered Lady Justice
Balance truth and fairness
Restore to crime victims
Tranquility, peace, calmness

In all objectivity
Reveal cloaked identity
Omit fear or favor
Moral rightness never waiver

~Camille Rose Castillo 2011



Details | Heroic Couplets | |

A Christall night Remembered

True Love bless and pray for the first lost sheep  	  									 under the groaning oak not hate curse or beat										Enemies for Gospel sake but chosen                                                            						A cold crystal night the glass was broken                						         		Jesus laid down His life for you regimes    										  Jews recieve the blame stricken to extremes 									 	under boots of pride they are battered 
Night of infamy march the shattered											to final solution a holocaust											          Jesus for all lost paid in full the cost										      so you better not get with their pogrom              									pray for those lost in the cold dusk to dawn                                                                            - By john Beam - Based on The Night of broken Glass, On the night of November 9, 1938, violence against Jews broke out across the Reich. The pogroms became known as Kristallnacht, the "Night of Broken Glass," - and from ROBERT CAWDREY
A TABLE ALPHABETICALL OF HARD USUAL ENGLISH WORDS (1604)-  crystaline, (g) cleere like glasse, or christall.


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The American Soldier

We are all the colors a Patriot depicts,
the red’s the blues and whites a mix.
We honor the soldier’s creed till death,
protecting our nation with every breath.

Quitting is not an option you’ll see,
for a soldier’s pride and honor succeeds.
A soldier’s mission will always come first,
hungering for freedom with a thriving thirst.

The American Soldier, our warrior of choice,
will serve their people will a victorious voice.
They are comrades in arms, till the very end,
no one left behind, fellow man they’ll tend.

The American Soldier doesn’t accept defeat,
heroically they’ll fight, in the cold and the heat.
They are the guardians of freedom we forget,
the American Soldier does not identify regret.

Our way of life is because of their strength,
for decades they’ve served at every length.
The American Solder conveys honor and pride;
for fallen soldiers, many tears they have cried.

Honor our troops, for freedom is not free –
it’s the American Soldier whose provided liberty.
Take a moment to praise the dedication and pride,
of the American Soldier that never dies…….


Details | Elegy | |

My Kashmir Burns (Part 2)

Another son is dead, until five he lived.
For his long life at Shah-Hamdan he had threads tied
“Shehij ninder yee nai. Gahas Kormakh Khudayas Hawale”, his mother cries.
No news can penetrate across the mountains. Satellites work here no more
My Kashmir burns. And no one knows.
An old woman with torn scarf sits besides fire. While feeding her neighbor’s child
She sighs. Is my son dead or alive? She silently cries.
In Madrasa I hear children reciting Quran. A girl’s come out dragging her feet.
I remember her from somewhere. I remember her seeing naked. 
Oh! God she is the one who was raped.

Nights have turned pitch black. My eyes are losing the habit of sight
Midnight soldier’s set another house ablaze. At least there is some sort of light.
Many letters have been written to God. Postcards posted of those raped girl’s 
But its curfew again. No post office deliver’s the message again.
Death comes from everywhere. Close your windows mother
For bullet respects no womb. It turned Gulistans into tombs.
From the plains the visitors come to visit their God’s
They are our only witnesses but hypocrites at heart.
They say paradise is kaasmir. While my Kashmir is ablaze
They testify against us. Is anybody witnessing this? No one at all
Be witness to at least this. Open up your eyes my Lord!

When paradise is painted with colors of hell, certainly divinity loses its grace
In the news the reporter is beaten. Bamboo sticks are hungry for human blood.
Let Kashmir go to hell. A new promise in their portfolio.
Threads have given up at Dastegeer’s place. Even they are horrified at our fate.
In Maisuma boys are dragged by police. They close their dreams, end their screams
In a police gypsy.
Men shape into monsters when they are given right to anarchy.
The gypsy drives them into the dark cantonments. They will remember this day
Interrogation officer comes. After celebrating his son’s birthday.
The winds from the cantonments bring their news
Burned tires around their necks. Burning stoves near their heads.
The knife tearing up their flesh.
And the boys cry, “We haven’t batted yet. Cricket. We know nothing”.

Death wants children to be headlines
Hunger has affected the heavens as well.
Graves are full. No more space left.
We need land of the plains. For our graves.
In the ac car the bureaucrat goes. The mother’s with search full eyes
Ask about their sons they lost. They drink their tears
And he sips champagne.


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Rage

Now, back home let us go
Is it not yet time?

For when ochre fluid flow
For fury faith
Who will be left to serve 
When the faith takes the threshold?

Let us not be fooled
The blood will stop 
Only when our fiery taste buds 
Run out of its original blood

The plateau is painted in blood 
For the satiation of fiery tongues
And the upper north in red crimson human cream
For a faith that preaches peace

Now have we not learnt enough?
Shall we not home, go back?
No! the dark lords thunders
They forever will remain hungry

So will the blood always flow?
Will our souls always run out on us?

Lets just wait till they push us to the wall
So we can scale it


Details | Rondeau Redouble | |

A Silent Prayer

Joanna Davis

Politician pity me
My pent-view tenement sanctuary
These panoramic views you see
Only serve to tether me,
The putrid stair a bloody
And decaying maze
Of putrid souls
In a morphine daze.

Please doctor, in my
Minute’s appointment
Don’t dismiss my pain with
The usual ointment
The scars that you
Refuse to see,
Have made me doubt 
My sanity.

And preacher, when you gave
Your blessing
Did you ever wonder why
I was missing?
Condemning my absence
as a lack of faith,
My soul to the suffering
Of purgatory’s state.


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Gravity

You have unfailingly demonstrated your love
      every law     supporting      our galaxy
is so      harmonious      that this
little blue paradise      could not exist
      every      thread      and       movement
so precise      we can measure
its movements right down to atomic levels
 
All so         this small space
could provide          everything         anyone
who had           any appreciation
might understand that we have
      been provided abundantly          every delight
in the way         of plans          for a Utopia
 
      Yet the movements      of every ruling body
of science         religions         governments          corporations
      seem bent         on destruction
tampering      with the finesse      of precision
      incorporated      in the molecules      of life 
Continuous self reproduction      and regeneration      in nature
right down to making           "seeds who self destruct"
      to make nature          exactly as themselves
 
I divorce publicly          these unions of violence
demonstrated in their every thought and deed
      poisonous words          poisonous chemicals
totalitarian ideology          pandemic to 
the leaders           of these factions 
      warring with each other          hoarding the
wealth       of a planet       given freely to
      the father of our species
 
And if you don't believe that
          then think nature gave it freely
of her every fruit         produced by her ground
          YOU WARRING FOOLS
who delight in the peril      and fall
of your own family
      who know not          nor recognize
your own worth      or the worth
of everything          and          everyone around you
 
No , but you      fall at the feet
admiringly of all               these mongrels
          the media who worship
          these fine movers and shakers
who roll      right over you      and think
you should be trained groupies
these men          who kill your planet
          with ideologies and philosophies 
whose very design          is to denigrate
your worth          and exalt themselves
 
Therefore       I will exalt      in your instruction
          the progenitor of life       for as surly
as we examine          the work of life
      we are moved      by its abundant wealth
freely shared      with all who live on this little rock
to examine          why we all are unable
to fluently          live          within its confines
 
I think I will not walk off the cliff today
gravity is my friend if I know her rules
 
 
COPYRIGHT © 2012 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


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Draconian I

[The Cypress Is In Bloom]
The cypress is in bloom
I see the evil, the efflorescence of decadent doom
Eloigning, with thy clandestines of the Dead September's reign
My belovéd Penelope, abscond from the coven so deep, the glades of misery
We must face her in the grove, for arcany, the path we must take
She's in my mind, vaporously,
Lauding with my, dangers and fears
Lie, with ephermelcy's broken truths
Leading me go Cypress, Marigold
Immortally, willows, forevermore
Forevermore

[To Question; To Know]
My argentine silence, your only condonicy 
Ends with such eath
The Mockingbird in me--died
Resting in one ounce, an abundance of shame
With an infinity of joy
Exiled, by the ones, who give all, names
My breath starves for only more
The façade, the veil, the austerity dims with Aquarianlore 
She falls to her knees, why for?
Celandine she will be
Celandine is she

[Bead]
The lair within, free from their causalities of their sins
Shadowy primroses begin to grow, the season will never end
In there I dream to be like you, violet blue, White Flower of Lisieux,
La Fleur Blanche du Lisieux,
So Celandine are you
Celandine are you

[Draconian]
Draconian--Reach for the shadows within
Draconian--Break from The Fallen's Sin
Draconian--Their Empirical lies, only die
Draconian--Reach The Shadows Within


Details | I do not know? | |

South Africa salutes Dr Martin Luther King Jr

South Africa salutes Dr. Martin Luther King Jr!




They gunned you down,
on this April day,
all those years ago,

yet you live, you breathe!





They gunned you down,
just as they did Chris Hani and M.K. Gandhi,

and they failed, as they always will,

for they can never kill,

your dream, your ideals.





Your dream, your ideals,

live, and breathe,


still!









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Are We Trying to Remove God From Everything


 UNSUPPORTED CODE We often hear this topic across our nation.
Another person crying; “discrimination.”

In our many attempts to not discriminate.
It seems like it’s God that we seek to eliminate.

It seems like we’ve come up with our own “rules.”
And somehow have turned into a bunch of “fools.”

We accept many perversions of various kinds…
But God himself?  We seem to close our minds!

In many of our lives,  we’ve “kicked “ him out.
And refuse what he really is about!

The words, “In God we trust...”  Our money bears it!
Anything of God?  We’re afraid to share it!

It seems like the courts almost say he doesn’t exist!
And have brought much confusion into our midst!

As many say it’s “offensive” to display a cross…
Many godly values have already been lost!

It’s time to wake up America!  And begin to see!
The kind of country we’re beginning to be!

A country that’s foundation is getting off course.
Being driven by a wicked and ungodly force!

Out only hope is in God!  And him alone!
We must invite him back into our homes!

To God and his word we must hold secure and fast!
He is our only hope that our country will last!


By Jim Pemberton


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Silent Conversation Of Two Wounded Soldiers

Motherland
is ruined to ground and I’ve only an hour or less 
to spend my life. 

The enemy of my people, a bit stronger 
and seems happy to have more time 
to live his, stands before me.

I always thought that great Allah 
was with me; I’m a faithful Muslim. He is 
a devoted Christian. I saw him, ere we exchanged 
bullets of anger, intently calling to his 
Father (household name of his so called God)

Now, we’re slaving ourselves, thinking. 

With our guns pointing at each other, 
would he let me live, or would I let him go?  

Ah, what are we goin’ to do with our short 
remaining breath, continue killing each other 
or mend our wounds?

Or, should we still ask the god(s)
to solve these issues at hand?


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In God We Trust

In God We Trust???

Many across this country are trying in pure vanity.
To remove anything that’s about the God of Christianity.

Many claim that anything of God, may “offend.”
An atheistic kind of lifestyle, is what they defend.

The fool has said in his heart; “God doesn’t live. “
A lot of foolish talk is what they often give.

As they debate over what’s “constitutional.”
Their minds are being twisted, and are delusional.

There’s a God, who created this world and heavens above.
This same God can fill our lives with his eternal love.

This same God has put eternity in the hearts of man.
His way of living, many will never try to understand.

This God is one that our country once taught in the schools.
Now, we try to define our own set of morals and rules.

We often talk about all of the problems of this nation.
And often, don’t want to acknowledge the God of salvation!

Who shall we trust?  God, or our fearless politicians?
No wonder, this country is in a terrible situation!

We need to repent and seek God’s mercy and forgiveness.
We need to read his word, and ask him to come and help us!

God is and will always be the solution for what ails us!
He’s the Lord God!  He’s alive!  And will never fail us!

Please dear Lord…  May your truth bring a holy conviction.
May people across America, give to you, their heart’s dedication!

May the words; “In God we trust,” inspire us today.
And encourage us to honor him in what we do and say!


By Jim Pemberton   06/24/14


Details | I do not know? | |

Usary

Usary

Usary on the poor Maybe leagle
but it aint right


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Man's Confusion and God's Redemption


Man's Confusion and God’s Redemption! God’s wrath is revealed against all ungodliness… Neither will he put up with man’s unrighteousness His truth has already been given unto all men… And his love has been shown unto them. The invisible things of God, from creation, have been seen… Being understood by men. From HIM… who’s made everything. Many haven’t glorified him or thanked him for his creation.... And many have become foolish in their vain imaginations! Professing themselves to be wise, many have become “fools.” By not obeying God. But living by “their set of rules.” Changing God’s glory to that of corruptible man. Many have brought a great darkness throughout our land. God has given them to uncleanness that abounds in their hearts... While many have burned in their own lust. Right from the start. Worshiping the creature(not creator). Has given a new direction… And has caused in many hearts. A deep “spiritual infection.” Women and men leaving their God given affection in lust of each other. Have changed God’s true design and purpose of one another. As God has given so many over to a reprobate mind… Many continue in shameful acts of just about every kind. Without an acknowledgment for God in each of our lives... We’ll continue down a “deep spiral” filled with so many lies. God is our only hope. His gift of eternal life is freely given. Why not let him be the God of the way your livin’? By Jim Pemberton 05/28/1 (Read Romans 1:18-32)


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The New God

You're a voyeur at best!
Your vampiric heart beats out of your chest
Ready to consume the final climax
I know who you are - when the lyrics fail to resemble
Letting your poison drip straight from your lips
Portraying, entertaining the image of sex's delusion
You know only rape - manifestation of hate
Lack of the fruit of the beauty of a human mind
Depths you'll never penetrate!

She was only a doll - type of a lost father's adore
Impaled into a desperate whore
Shamefully out of broken safety's  choice 
She bore embryogenesis of morose
May your rusty blades caress as they please

So confront the masses with the halt of embryogenesis
Let the worship of machines be
Leg them construct us cell to cell
Nature's just in the way
Of our race of perfectly engineered machines!
The burden of conception
Surrenders to the will of
The New God
   


Details | Free verse | |

No Easy Fix

Through this ever changing and fast paced life, one truth remains.
It is plain and simple, “….By their fruits you shall know them.”
Fast talk and promises come easy to a good salesman.   Even 
When you’re down to your last dime, he’ll have no qualms
About taking that too….if you let him…
  …your choice
However, truth be told, there is no easy fix to the problems we have.
We have no supernatural powers to see the future, but there
Is a God who always wants the best for His children.
He’s even promised that if we would ask forgiveness for our sins
Turn away from them, He would hear our prayers and answer...
Again...your choice

~*~


Details | Free verse | |

Gay

I am gay.
I'm not a disease, I'm not a problem
I'm not an affliction
I don't need treatment.
I don't need help
I'm not sick
I'm not confused
I'm not a sin.

I am gay.
I'm your daughter
Your sister
Your friend
Your co worker
Your classmate
Your acquaintance
A complete stranger

I am gay.
I need love, just like you
I need smiles
I need support
I need a hug
I need a friend
I need a family
I need acceptance
I need understanding
I need you

I am gay.
I know what love is
I know what pain is
I know what hate is
I know what life is

I am gay.
And I need you to love me
The same way you loved me before you knew

I am gay.
And I have experienced hate
From more people than just you

I am gay.
And I wont change. 
I wont give up.
I wont back down.
I wont pretend.
I wont lie.
I wont deny.
I wont hide.
I wont hurt.

I am gay. 

And that's okay.


Details | Prose Poetry | |

SONG OF DEMOCRACY

Democracy In Nigeria
It’s been ages you passed into deep slumber
Or rather you were long dead, democracy
You have striven to rise but fall many times
Your limbs were over-powered by some political demons
You have been crushed in the dust by some powerful beasts
The people with green skinned body, white spirit and green soul
Are eager to see you come alive again and take your full course
Take control to the fullness you place in their leadership
They know the time has come and now is the hour
They cry, they sing, they shout, they talk, they pray, they hope and believe
Equally important, they are ready to work, support, and vote
To see the emergence of a new democratic Nigeria
The reality, evidential rebirth of democracy in a new Nigeria

(c) 2010


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Our Country Has Sinned Against God


Our country has sinned, and many don’t know it! Any reverence for God? Many refuse to show it! We have sinned greatly, in our desire to leave God behind! And have tried our best to remove him from our minds! Even a cross or nativity is most often, not allowed! The atheists? You’ll find them in most every crowd! We’ve traded God’s commands for our own “rules.” How dare you mention HIM in any of our schools! Whatever pleases the flesh is predominantly enjoyed! As many people seek to fill an “empty void!” Those standing for righteousness are often scorned. “Don’t preach about God!” They’re often warned! The freedom God gave us.. We’ve turned it around! Perversions and addictions greatly abound! His judgment is coming! People may laugh. But our country will endure his holy wrath! Our only hope is the get back to God’s word! His message of salvation needs to be heard! Only Jesus can give a peace and love so secure! We need him more than ever! That’s for sure! Through Christ’ blood, we can be a new creation! Please come Lord Jesus and heal our nation! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

Do We Live By the Constitution Or the Bible

Do You live by the Constitution? Or the Bible?



As many struggle with what’s “constitutional…”

Our country has become largely delusional!




Many don’t want to live by the Biblical

 principles applied.

They want to live their own life,

 till the day they die!




As our courts struggle with

 their own set of rules…

Before God, many have become simply fools!




As God is often taken out, ridiculed and scorned!

It’s this country of ours, that needs to be warned!




Without Biblical principles as our foundation!

We’re losing hope and the way of salvation!




In eternity, you won’t answer to the U.S. Constitution!

You’ll answer to God!  He requires restitution!




Through Jesus’ blood, restitution has been paid!

A way to heaven, through Christ, has been made!




May this country seek the God of the Bible!

And cease worshiping so many false idols!




Through Christ, separation from

 God doesn’t need to be!

You can be with him now! 

 And for eternity!




By Jim Pemberton   01/08/13


Details | Light Poetry | |

Born into lies, Die fighting for Truth, Live Forever

See you lady's are really dudes, male energy oozes from the paths you choose. 
You see straight lines to your end, and you believe it ends there with ONE life to attend. 
Just understand that world is so lonely, but as a whole you and the other boys won't be the only
To cross over confused, by only yourself and YOUR CHOICE to be used.
See the "rulers" of this world had plans to keep us hiding, for a "better" perceived earth or calming home to reside in.
And they have succeeded as the blind don't wish to see, nor asking a ****ing question to an alternative degree.
Emotions run the world but ya'll think its money, government made bills too huh? now aint that *****funny. 
And they prescribe medicine for every condition, thats just regulated murder with your own permission.
And the "leaders" pay for "news" so you don't go knowing, the truth about nature or where we are growing
Its sad you say that we're babied by the kings, you're bombarded by conspiracies for every single thing.
Now if I give you a secret you promise you can keep it? Its a doozy so make sure you can read it.
The same people who control you and kill all our families, and lie to our faces from cities to shanty's, and make all the rules that you're forced to live by, and keep ALL the money we've worshipped to get by....
WE ARE THE ONES WHO GAVE THEM THE POWER, AND WE CAN TAKE IT BACK AT ANY GIVEN HOUR!


Details | Rhyme | |

Diversity Or Perversion


We often hear many talking about "diversity." Seldom does anyone acknowledge... "perversity." What's "right or wrong," has led to much confusion. As our nation idulges in so much perversion. Many don't know which direction they're being led. As many have rejected what God has already said. His divine and holy principles are being "torn apart." We are witnessing a "division of the heart." Our only hope and answer in all of this mess. Is a way of living that is "God-blessed." His blessings in our life is what we need to enjoy. His word in our way of living... We should daily employ. Without a Godly direction... Our nation is "off course." God is our only refuge and defense... Against this "evil force." Now's the time to return to Christ and engage in prayer! His hands will keep you in his tender mercy and care. Though the whole earth crumbles... and it's governments shaken. Jesus remains our bedrock... and our only solid foundation! By Jim Pemberton 05/07/09


Details | Free verse | |

Our song.



My song is the joy of life
It’s knocks and blows its
Hopes of joy its endless love,
its constant strife.

His song is the cause of woe
The meanest word, the theft of choice.
The downward fall, a silent scream
A harsh cold voice. No quid pro quo.	

My song is the hope of more
The bright idea. The sunshine dawn
A joyful dance a marching on,
A skipping child. A though so pure

Our song could be a joining mind
A chance off hope a link of thought
No more opposed, a shared desire
A ray of hope a new mankind




Charlie Milne 2010


Details | Senryu | |

Bama's bar none

who is the captive                                                                                                  
violence to violent                                                                                                           
who the Son sets free


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Coming Out Of The Closet


Coming Out Of The Closet?

Across this country, there’s more people 
“coming out of the closet.”
Any sense of a Godly direction.  
They’ve seemed to have “lost it.”

Often talking about their life. And are not ashamed…
Often bringing dishonor to God’s holy name.

Perhaps “going back into the closet,” 
is where you need to be.
And think for a minute….Where you’ll spend eternity.

God is still God.  He is righteous but also holy and just.
He asks all to give him our heart.  
Our obedience.  And trust!

Perhaps in the closet .    A time of seeking God should be spent.
A time to have fellowship...   A time to repent.

During this time you can spend with God….  
And HIM alone.
Asking him to bring  peace, 
hope and love into your home.

This closet can give you a “quiet time.”  A time “to be still.”
A time to seek God.  And to do his will.

May you allow your heart, toward HIM
 to be yielded and broken.
And time to meditate on  some of the 
words that he’s spoken.

If it’s the closet that you truly want to come out.
You can tell everyone:  ”Jesus IS what life is about!”

Allow HIM to cleanse and make you whole within…
As his blood cleanses you and takes away every sin!

Spending time with God…  You’ll be glad you did.
His abundance and overcoming life…  He’ll freely give!

God wants to be with you.  By a “divine appointment.”
Experience his life changing power, and a GODLY enjoyment!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Villanelle | |

Quakers on Pacifism

It is not “P. C.” to be anti-war,

Or to refuse to stuff one’s face with meat.

Quakers are not pacifists anymore

 

By definition.  It’s not like before.

These things are individual.  We can cheat.

It is not “P. C.” to be anti-war.

 

We cannot break an invisible law.

We rubbed it out, you see.  I should repeat:

Quakers are not pacifists anymore.

 

Some are.  Some aren’t.  There’s nothing we stand for.

We can have bacon, toast or Shredded Wheat.

It is not “P. C.” to be anti-war – 

 

To be vegetarian, vegan or

In any way, restrict what one may eat.

Quakers are not pacifists anymore.

 

This, Friends, is the conclusion we must draw – 

Won’t vote on this; we might just face defeat:

It is not “P. C.” to be anti-war.

Quakers are not pacifists anymore. 


Details | Romanticism | |

Man of men

I saw a man whose eyes were of resentment.
Life was robbed from him,
He wanders of what has befallen man.
Life that gives birth to life, but life takes life; 
love that gives birth to sacrifice, out of love hatred is born.
A cycle of hatred, one takes life, to save life? 
Yet he wanders of why man not see that truth.
Out of hatred war is born. 
A neverending cycle of despair and sorrow.
Hope? He says, what is that?
Friendship hangs by a threat, envy, lust, suspicious and anger all that takes whole of him, knows not why their is no path to be taken that leads not to distruction. 
Oh! I have planted the seeds of war, 
ready to burst and explot in raging firestrom.
Let he that seeks truth, find it in despair;
For the path of truth is fill with agony.
Let he that seek justice, follow the path of mercy; for mercy and justice lives in the heart of God.
Let he that seek true love; find it in patience: for love is patience.
Let he that seek peace find it in grace, for peace is achieve in grace.
Let he that seek glory, find it in humility, for such praises comes for those who are humble.
I knew that man, whose eyes were of sorrow and has now found joy. 
Sorrow and joy are afriend, but only in thy dreams. Love and hate are like a two sides of a coin,
We can toss it up in the air and hope to get love. Is that not ignorant, when we can just choose it. 
Life is not based in luck but in choices.


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An Occult Fairytale

 
Throw all your roses in the air, For there is no need of love in this lair Corpses laugh and spin Spirits run and play, Under silver ash shadow Magical sparks fill you here, Luring into Sitra Achra Crypt of the Ancient Rosalinean, Majlis al Jinn Lilith’s dance seducing your inner core Nehema’s whispers throwing yourself off the shore, You hope this is only folklore, But you must not fear the dark The Nightmare of the Lost Ark Silents winds whisper Untold truths of revelation to Give you new Trust In Adoration Asphyxiate with Fear As Angelique's eyes Lear Silently you’ll the feel the spirits Of The Howling growing near The Draconian Aeon is here All foul humans beware Samael will always be Near


Details | Couplet | |

Blind

Bringing out the light from the dark
Expunge evil from a makers mark

God cleanse it, the deftness aptly applied
Dumbness and deafness, captured astride

Too daft to get it, to pray, instead let it
Too deep inside, eating, without the wit

To see the honest truth
See yourself to the booth



Details | Ballad | |

Therion

Slayer of dreams and reality Bow down to his Therion Majesty Vowed to Be beyond Spiritual Supremacy, But too Frail, but too Weak, Were these words of The Transgressor of Our Argentine Destiny Reigned with Blood And with Blood You shall Fall Never denounce the ways of The Wicked For the Wicked you Have Become I'm Not your gracious Jesus Christ, Saving you from the blood-sodden Ice, But you Are The Beast Therion Majesty Can't control your own destiny The one who used to fight monsters, Became a Monster Himself Look beyond the Book, See the Truth lying there, Gagged and Hooked, Silence screaming to Be Free The Draconian Revelation Will Save thee The same Cold Pressure has erupt inside The Beast dwells in your Pride Dipped in Argentine and Insanity, Captivated by the touch Never looking beyond the Sin, For the Scene remains Empty I'm Not your gracious Jesus Christ, Saving you from the blood-sodden Ice, But you Are The Beast Therion Majesty Can't control your own destiny The one who used to fight monsters, Became a Monster Himself In your mind When the world Falls, Parodiso will open her halls But not for you, Inferno Cries out for you Forever Malaoda will Be your destiny I'm Not your gracious Jesus Christ, Saving you from the blood-sodden Ice, But you Are The Beast Therion Majesty Can't control your own destiny The one who used to fight monsters, Became a Monster Himself


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Is America Leaving God Far Behind


America is being destroyed from perversion within. As it’s people indulge in wickeness and sin. The moral fabric that our country once held so dear. Is now beginning to dissappear. Many judges seek to remove God from our land. Traditional marriage... many don't understand. From the neighbor’s house to the college dorms, Perversion is legal in so many forms. Our money reads: “in God we trust.” Many are addicted to perversion and lust. Nothing of God seems to be sacred anymore. While his judgement draws close to our nation’s door. This so called “freedom” that many have “enjoyed,” Is causing our great country to be destroyed. America must heed the Savior’s call, Only God can give true freedom to all. HIS word is our country’s true foundation. Without him in our lives... we’re doomed as a nation! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

Rust-Stained Tears

Vermilion tears down an angel's cheek,
Sorry to say, did not dry this very week;
Rather, turning to rust as devil deals
Lust, a thrust, parlay, iniquity steals.

Indulge in saturnine preludes to this
The dark interludes in a crimson kiss
Bleed hell and cry blood for a twist
They sneak and walk among deepening bliss.

They look to kill Christ again, auguring a
Warning, heed heaven's call to halt decay
Show reverence for the ecclesiastic 
Kiss the clay, and the mold is fantastic.

Trust that guide, drawing lightning in the back
Calling forward to the front of the pack;
Love all your brothers, for then you can trust  
They too cry them, colored in muddy rust.


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Global Inequity

Let's acknowledge the reality
Of caustic global inequity
Let's look injustice in the eye
And carefully plot its demise

Let's rise ever trenchant
Unwavering and consistent
Let's lay to rest disparity
For the sake of all humanity 

~Camille Rose Castillo 2011


Details | Blank verse | |

Behind the Tassel: Poisonous Thorns

The tassel 
Seems to be blossomed
Having created with beauty
And shedding aroma passim

When the time comes close
And to closer and close up
The tassel
Seems to be hybrid
Having hidden conventional qualities
Nothing to be seen
Expected beauty and
Conceived aroma

The tassel
Where stands
Roots of brought forth
Clasp poisonous thorns
Even blunt
It is destructible

The tassel 
Untimely born
That may not blossom and smell
Defoliated body of line
It has being decayed 
Respective ignorance of origin
Throughout the time
Emerges like an atavism 

Udaya R. Tennakoon




Details | Epic | |

The Beast

This is an epic tale I shall unwind
Of a beast born to keep us blind
He lives in a time not to far away
This is a present yarn I spin today
All the worlds countries united as one
Lost in the plight of one mothers son
The Anti-Christ risen to the mark of the beast
As the entire world blindly sits down for the feast
Crime is defeated there is peace in the land
Just take the bar code to the back of your hand
Long before this day the story was told
Who is the King he who holds all the Gold
I often contemplate if he knows what he does
For all that is written shall be as it was
Solve all the worlds problems well know this as true
If you seek an answer your computer gives it to you
The entire world is at the tip of your fingers
No need to go out just stay here and linger
Banking from here flashes up on the screen
You'll have more time to ponder and dream
So you wish to shop let me offer some sites
Pay with a number it'll be shipped overnight
Stop to consider the old word Foundation
Join with the rich to feed every nation
No need to worry there is nothing to chance
Just sit at your computer lost in my trance
The old ways diminished the world is new
If you're seeking love the computer finds it for you
If your not seeking love it offers you lust
For pleasing everyone is truly a must
It's entered our factories as well as our stores
Hell it's even taken over our wars
Crime will be defeated by the watchful eye
As another satellite takes to the sky
Without the Honor of war there is no need to fight
War machines controlled by the beast of the night
I treasure the stories, the stories of old
Where brave men fought with hearts of gold
When the keeper of dreams was our Lord
And to kill a man you made the sword
When marriage was Till death do us part
Parents nourished and protected their children's hearts
When family's were like the limbs of a tree
Spreading no further than they needed to be
With those days gone and all but forgot
The Souls of man has started to rot
Before long as men sit down to feast
They will offer thanks unto the beast
Science is driven know this is true
To reason all the faith out of you
They teach our children we evolved from a cell
Can you see how far our country has fell
As the Beast sits back with his evil grin
Having faith in the Lord has become a sin
As God is removed from the allegiance we say
Well exactly who do our leaders follow today
Oh thats right we are all seeking gold
As the story of the beast starts to unfold




© 2007 Michael Jordan


Details | Free verse | |

Sanguinary Lord

A severe façade of loving tolerance Dipped in an argentine semblance The Consuls of The Cross Weaving a sweven of Welkin Where the checkered ones Are never allowed Their souls cast into the flames Of a greater decay The never ending pit Of eternal torment You turn the other cheek The one that wields the clandestine dagger The dreams of being free grow lighter and light The truth is shrouded by sister-Night Clinging onto existence Never eluding the resistance I will never adhere To your Sanguinary Lord Bestowing The Crusader’s reign Against the sand and the desert’s wane Barraging him over the frame In desperation to appease Screaming and shouting I will wash away your sins Decadence of the ones to throw the stones The ones to enforce the book Has left your lies dry and ready to die No more tears are left to cry No more screams are left to scream No More blood to be split No more graves to be dug


Details | Free verse | |

You Make Beautiful Things

Usually, I just pass by
with a glance, read their
life story without making
eye contact so my wallet 
doesn’t feel sympathy,
but this time, his cardboard 
sign screamed at my heart.
It was as if his soul breathed 
hope onto what he wraps 
himself in at night.
His cried out eyes
had a thick layer of 
fog over the pupil,
nostrils were cracked,
wrinkles grinned 
dog fur white.
Yesterday, in Palo Alto,
I gave a homeless man 
money,
my freedom only
cost three dollars.


Details | Rhyme | |

A Monarch Asks

Will you decide to stand with me?
When I demand this world?
Support the future that I see?
Salute my flag unfurled?
Direct my troops in peace and war?
Defend my life with yours?
Follow orders that you abhor?
Find spies within the corps?
Advise wisely without error?
Arise to each challenge?
Only to be Coffin Bearer,
once fools achieve revenge?


Details | I do not know? | |

MLK - 1929 - 1968

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


they shot you down
all those years ago

but

your dream lives on
and always will

for though much has been
gained since you dreamed
your dream

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

and much, much more
to fight for still

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


(for Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.)


Details | Lyric | |

MYSTIC PARABLE

Stories dared not whispered, legend of great thinker. 
Artificially created Atlantis, maze search for law-giver. 

Hushed lips speak no evil, silly little monkey cliche. 
Privy ancient knowledge, not clear as light and day. 

So-called peace-loving demigods, closely followed in trace. 
Sexually crazed fools, copying angels fallen from grace. 

Pillars of Hercules within island, dynasty king frenzy awoke. 
Powerful and remarkable, ready to enslave at single stroke. 

Originally thought to be noble, conspicuous reveal greed. 
In route to world domination, struck down by Specialbreed. 

Later time earthquakes and floods, extraordinary violence. 
Single dreadful day and night, massive lost of innocence. 

Intervening super mighty one, so-called wrathful Zeus. 
Manipulation of elements, water and lightning bolts let loose. 

Grand golden wall palace, swept aside sea and sunk below. 
Ironical measured payment, for employment of ruthless blow. 

Swiming through labyrinth of wisdom, vie of the celest'. 
Chancing risk of schism, mighty sequential vignette. 

Perplexed pattern in hide, bloody seal of truth. 
Illuminati repelled, for a time real minoot. 

Message of twisted tongue, langual contrivance. 
Masters' visions swoon, in journey through euphoric trance. 

Loud whisper switch, silence left in wake. 
Souls of denizens burned, in fiery scourching shake. 

Prominent eclectic short order, alien wishbone act. 
Convert of non-belief, fierce zealots' minds impact. 

Lucid broken water reflection, visible-eye agleam. 
Blind finding quarry, standing like obelisk beam. 

Instinctive overriding, a slip into lucidity. 
Telepathic mind connection, recede to infinity. 

Exponential theory, base of schematics. 
Common like maybe, superpower military tactics. 

Voice of bleeding knowledge, fade to obscurity. 
Mystic in strange land, fault found in masters of intricacy. 

Undecipherable rhetoric, great monster on chase. 
Featureless darkness, a threat to human race!


Details | Rhyme | |

This Thanksgiving Day


During this time known as Thanksgiving Day. I hope you'll give thanks and pray. A prayer of thanks for everything God has given. He has blessed us in the way we've been livin'! Our country is blessed like no other. God has supplied our "bread and butter." He's given us the freedom, we've all enjoyed. Be thankful for your food, home and being employed. For those who've endured hardship... Thank God too! It's no secret how much he loves YOU! We find in the Bible... God clearly said; "I've never seen the righteous forsaken, Nor their children begging for bread." Thanks be to Jesus, for his love, mercy and grace. And for making my heart, "his special place." I am blessed and thankful to Jesus indeed. He's given me salvation and supplies my every need. I thank God for this special day in November. Thanksgiving is a day... I will always remember! By Jim Pemberton


Details | I do not know? | |

For Mother Teresa

For Mother Teresa

to see...

the clarity of beauty between the murky folds of life

to see...

the simple truths of living
between the horror and the endless strike

to see...

the innocent smiles of the children at play
while the elder preach hate and division and continue to slay

to see...

the endless yearning for that simpler better place
away from the hollow emptiness of this ostentatious space

to see...

the open vistas of this pale blue dot
the soft reds and fruity greens as this home is all we have got

to see...

the tears of the dispossessed who have been cruelly cast aside
and while we look the other way from their tears we may never hide

to see...

the endless hunger and despair and killing and greed
in the name of God or of ideology or of some or the other creed

to see...

and to see it all

and still stand tall

to hold on to the humanity

that resides deep within us all

may be our only saving grace

and though all of this sounds quaint and saccharine sweet

I need to remember all that I've said

the next time I look into a teary-eyed desolate face

to see...

that being human is simple if we only look beyond ourselves and see

that we are all one, him and her and them and us and you and me...



Details | Ballad | |

A Question of Honor

Dedicated to Noor Al-Maleki You Try, You Try so hard To put Your will Over Me But I will Remain Free I am So Dirty and So Very Unclean So Please Condemn me Sentence Me The Crescent Is A Lie The One I shall Try To Defy Is it Just To Dispose What Has Dishonored You and Your Radical Views You Have set me Free, Can't You See I Won't have to face a Tyrant anymore Your gaze used to Stun But Now It Just Burns Under the Sun Never Enough to Be Myself Never Enough to Be Free I will not Bow to You I will not Kneel Before You Smothering Liberty Condoning Freedom This way is unjust This way only brings out our worse Hatred and Mistrust War and malice no know law You Try, You Try so hard to put Your will Over Me But I will Remain Free I am So Dirty and So Very Unclean So Please Condemn me Sentence Me The Crescent Is A Lie The One I shall Try To Defy Is Just To Dispose What Has Dishonored You and Your Radical Views I am The Flame you Greatly Hate I am The Flame you greatly fear Some cannot handle the truth It shows they are the Criminals You are one of them You're the problem This misdeed will not live on without the hate of your name Honor Is not real It's just an emotion that only you feel You're another bulwark Against the truth No one Will Bow No one Will Kneel You Try, You Try so hard to put Your will Over Me But I will Remain Free I am So Dirty and So Very Unclean So Please Condemn me Sentence Me The Crescent Is A Lie The One I shall Try To Defy Is it Just To Dispose What Has Dishonored You and Your Radical Views You Fear The Truth You Fear the reality you are the criminal against all humanity We must end these lies Before Honor Will Strike again You Try, You Try so hard to put Your will Over Me But I will Remain Free I am So Dirty and So Very Unclean So Please Condemn me Sentence Me The Crescent Is A Lie The One I shall Try To Defy Is it Just To Dispose What Has Dishonored You and Your Radical Views


Details | I do not know? | |

SPIRIT OF DIALOGUE

In the name of God
Most Merciful, Beneficent
The Gracious and Compassionate
That a difference does not exists

We are making
We are making harmony
In the eyes of God
Solidarity comes, Sincerity in our hearts
Sensitivity in our senses
That a difference does not exists

We are living
We are living in the world of God
Nothing can change this world of God
That a difference does not exists

Oh, God we cry for Peace!
Oh, God we cry for Peace!
And understand other living faiths
That a difference does not exists


Written for Poeple's Dialogue
Zamboanga City, Sulu


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CONDEMNED DISCIPLES

We strive to live as though we’re in heaven –
a state of continuous joy and bliss –
complaining about news at eleven
that tells us about things that are amiss.
We don’t concern ourselves with others’ plights,
except through seasonal contribution.
We don’t want to be troubled by their fights;
we’ll wring our hands only in ablution.
And even the causes that we support
We back by giving our voice to a blog
or following, like a favorite sport,
convictions of our chosen demagogue.
Nothing on Earth can change the opinions
we hold onto like contented minions.


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Here Take My Seat

<                                          Racial      Segregation
                                             One         Nation

                                              Why   Oh   Why
                                              Did   King  Try
                                              

                                              Right   Or   Wrong
                                              Everyone   Belongs

                                        
                                              Black     Or   White
                                              Put        Up   Fight

                                   
                                               Americian    Made
                                               Blood          Gave

                                              


                                                Share        Wealth
                                                Spare        Health


                                                 Rosa         Parks

                                                 She   Did   Bark




Entry For
Adeleke Adeite's
African Attitude

                                               

                                                   

                                                  

                               


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if emotion had color

if what we do
if what we did
if our emotions 
had colors
that we could see
what color would we be
dark red with passion
bright red with love
black with anger
or a mixture of colors.
what color is your heart
is it perfect
for your body
or is it imperfect
for your soul.
if emotion
was colored
who would 
you be?


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Burnt Tongue

I'm so happy that you can yell at everyone
I'm so happy that you can express youself
I'm so happy that this world isn't what you expected
I'm just so parched  that your so high up on your horse

And now I'm mad, now I'm sad, now I just dont understand
Why you care about two people fallin in love
Why you care if I drink or if I do drugs

I just wanna scream into your eyes
Make you realize that what you say isn't always right
Now right and wrong, it's all opinion
Black and white, yes I think they deserve, to be colors too
So how about me and you, is there any truth
You cant change the world with one voice if the tongue is burned

I'm so happy that you can climb a mountain high
I'm so happy that you think its my job to be the wife
Yeah I'm so happy that your such a hypocrit
I'm so grateful for you to tell me lies

And now I'm mad, now I'm sad, now I just dont understand
Why its your job to fix us all
And preach your words to a raging band
Someday you will see 
That there is more than just degree
In this world that we praise peace
Peace is lost in the sea


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Twenty four seven- Tribute Brain Haw

Twenty four seven AMONG THESE ARE 		                                                   Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness                                                                           Who are the blind twenty four seven                                                                            None so blind as those who will not see                                                                            As long as it takes over my dead body                                                                              grace for grace peace for peace                                                                                 Who are the deaf twenty four seven                                                                              None so deaf as those who refuse to hear                                                                       As long as it takes over my dead body                                                                         grace for grace peace for peace                                                                               Twenty four seven we the people by the people, for the people                                         As long as it takes over my dead body                                                                      grace for grace peace for peace                                                                               Twenty four seven Jesus says, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto me                               of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me                                               As long as it takes over my dead body                                                                      grace for grace peace for peace                                                                                    He went to the enemy and camped twenty four seven                                                       For nearly ten years he stayed night after night of sleeping                                             on the pavement, in all weathers and with little protection.                                             As long as it takes over my dead body                                                                          grace for grace peace for peace  					                                        dreamed that world had all agreed to put an end to war                                                Brain said something what did you say


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Prayer for a Soldier

I wish for you encompassing protection, a little extra of Gods attention to follow you 
wherever you roam until you return safely home.

I wish for you peace and love, a special tie from God above to keep you feeling safe 
and warm even in the middle of a storm.

I wish for you true understanding, a secret insight to what he's planning, in this war 
and in your life so you wont be broken by the strife. So you will know what is meant 
to be will be and that you will make it back home safely. 

No one will be able to bring you harm. 

You will return home to your family's arms.

This prayer I send out for you, a soldier who is strong and true, a man of great 
nobility, may you have the strength to BE ALL YOU CAN BE!


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Are We Trying To Get Rid Of God

Are We Trying To Get Rid Of God?

Why is our country trying to remove 
God from “everything?”
Do we think about the consequences this will bring?

Our early fathers looked to him for a “moral direction.”
But now we’re burdened down 
with “political correction.”

When our country’s leaders signed the constitution…
They had no idea this paper would cause so much “confusion.”

As many judges have torn any “moral fabric” all apart…
It’s like they’ve placed a knife into this country’s heart!

Remove God from our buildings and our schools…
“Anything goes” by man’s interpretations and rules!

Take away the ten commandments from our land.
We are quickly drifting into a “spiritual quicksand.”

What are people looking for in this
 life they’ve been given?
No wonder so many are “mixed up” 
in the way they’re livin’!

Once the Bible is removed as this country’s moral guide…
We’ve since gone down a very steep “slippery slide!”

I’m here to tell you that God is our only answer and hope!
He’s the answer to the many on drugs and dope!

He’s the answer to every problem that “ails you.”
He is God!  He is powerful and will never fail you!

He’s the one we must look to in a hopeless situation.
He’s the answer to every person in this great nation!

By Jim Pemberton


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I Hate Hoodrats

I hate hoodrats,
To me they are no match.
I hate them with the passion.
I always prayed in the hood,
As a child, that when I got
Grown I would go buck wild
Beating anyone their backend mass,
Because they are low class,
They make sure that the strong,
Black family existence is a thing 
Of the past. I hate their food stamp
Selling, never excelling, treacherous
Trashy tails. They are sell-outs,
Because they let the government
Bail them out and enslave them,
Our men, and beautiful children
They are hindering progress of the future.
I wish that there were sharp-shooters,
That would zap all of them in the back of,
Their red, orange, purple, and blue hair.
They walk around without a care,
In the world. They are lost souls.
Sold out to Satan wrecking the Black nation.
They cause other strong Black women from
The hood that have a little success, a whole
Life of professional distress. I hope one day one
Hoodrat would understand, that they are part
Of Satan’s plan to rob, kill, and destroy, all
Of the little black girls and boys, and most 
Of all killing the men, while causing who to win?
Satan. One day I will get enough Godly strength
To pray for them instead of physically slapping the
Hell out of them. I through prayer will slam Satan’s 
Silliness out of them, but for right now as I work the
Plow and get enough knowhow. Just shame, shame , 
Shame, shame, on all of the hoodrats’ hellified names.



Defend the poor and fatherless: do justice to the afflicted and needy. Deliver the poor and 
needy: rid them out of the hand of the wicked." Though this seems to be directed at other 
gods, it is good advice for humans as well. Psalm 82:3-4

Wealth obtained by fraud dwindles, but the one who gathers by labor increases it. Proverbs 
13:11


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To My Dad On This Father's Day

Lord, during this Father's day, I’m so glad…
For giving to me such a special dad!

He’s been very thoughtful and kind!
Fathers like him are very hard to find!

I remember growing up with my brothers…
He was special to us, like “no other!”

As a young boy, he taught me God’s ways.
And I’ve kept it throughout my days!

I’ve often sought his advice and counsel…
Especially when life 
was looking “awful!”

He was there to give support
 the best he could...
Trying to help the best way
 he understood.

I suppose now that I’m growing old…
I’m remembering more things that my dad told!

“My father is one in a million.”
 Is what I believe.!
Many blessing from him
 I have received!

May the blessings of God daily surround him!
I’m so thankful that my mother found him!

Thank you Lord for giving to me a dad like this!
May his days ahead be happy
 and blessed!

By Jim Pemberton


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False Prophets and True Hope

When searching you must take care
The answer is always out there

Even if it’s not what you are
It's ok it’ll only leave a scar

The truth hurts when it can’t justify
Everything you’ve done and you’re forced to ask why

Take comfort in the thought 
That you probably won’t be caught

God is watching everyone
You can’t be judged because you’ve already won

Religion is your veil
Subject the naïve and you’ll never fail

What would Jesus do,
If he were you?

Would he still be a martyr then?
Or would he be a footnote amongst the hearts of men?

It is our ambitions,
That can solve our ambitious contradictions

The problems we face
Are ours to erase

God only measures as high
As your will to survive


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Jesus MUST Be Our Foundation

All across this great nation..… It seems we lack a solid foundation! As God is tossed out of government and schools. It seems like just about anything rules! Even a symbol of a cross seems to offend. “How dare we call God a friend?” Where are the Godly principles this nation needs? As the heart of this nation continually bleeds. Not many seem to care anymore. As more ungodliness comes ashore! No wonder many people don't know what to believe. A lifestyle of lying, drugs and sex is what they achieve. In many lives, there’s no "moral boundary." Many carrying a lot of "dirty laundry." To those of you who want satisfaction and victory too... There is a "moral compass" that's freely offered to you! This "moral compass," is God's word!. it’s needed in this nation! It speaks of God’s love and his gift of salvation! If you find life is filled with emptiness, with no true meaning. It's in the direction of Jesus that you need to be leaning! You don't have to live in despair and defeat! Jesus' grace and love will make you complete! By Jim Pemberton


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Grandma's Becoming A Republican

Grandma’s Becoming A Republican!

There was something that I was able to hear…
Grandma is going to be a Republican this year!

I remember her talking of the great depression.
Many years that created a lot of tension!

I remember her talking of days gone past.
Wondering how much longer
 our country would last.

I remember her talking of doing many things.
And has experienced 
what life daily brings!

Because of how things have
 been so dramatic.
She decided long ago to be democratic!

Beyond all of the politics and chatter…
She loves God!  And that’s what matters!

We love her dearly!  And it’s been decided…
Everything she needs…  
God has provided!

We congratulate you grandma with your choice!
We say “we love you!” 
With one heart and voice!

Our prayers are with the choice grandma’s givin!!
May God bless her! Each day she’s livin’!

By Jim Pemberton


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God's Definition of Marriage


God designed marriage as the real thing!
Anything less, is what a counterfeit brings!

His concept of one man and woman is very real.
He’s not interested in bowing to “man’s appeal.”

His court of justice rings very loud and clear!
The truth of his word shall NEVER disappear!

You can look in Genesis and it is found!
He created Adam from the dust of the ground!

He designed Eve from one of his ribs!
They were joined together as  both lived!

He didn’t need a constitution to know “their rights.”
He gave them HIS WORD as their guiding light!

Satan has been trying to pervert what God created!
This is a truth.  And need not be debated!

We have cheapened the value of the marriage institution!
And have added needless 
chaos and confusion!

Through the Bible, one husband and wife are taught!
Unless you want to live in Sodom, as did Lot!

Ungodly perversions take many forms and kinds.
And it soon piles up garbage into our minds!

“What God has put together.” 
 “Let no man put asunder.!”
Many ideas of “marriage,” is a total blunder!

One man and one woman is what God ordained in Eden.
It was Adam and Eve.  
Not Adam and Steven!

The choices in life are yours!  And yours alone!
Who is going to be the Lord, of your heart and home?

By Jim Pemberton  


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The Final Shout

A hundred times I mention her name in loneliness,
a thousand times I shout her name into the wilderness.
In my wildest dreams and tormenting nightmares I have cried for her,
at life’s every twist and turn I have reached for her.
In the prison’s dark alleys I have searched for her,
in my mother’s womb I must have craved for her.
She is more the image I seek than who she probably can be.

She is someone about whom I have an archive of unwritten poetry…
Though a dream she wakes me with hope;
with twinkling eyes and soothing lips.
She is she and much much more,
her beauty glows as she ages.

When the rope turns its final coil to squeeze that last drop of draining blood,
I’ll smile at the mirage of her vision in full entity and shout her name with all the 
might 
Lo, I shall shout “Freedom!”


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The Quiet Hypocrisy

A Rant – The Quiet Hypocrisy


it seeps in through gradual osmosis

and soon is ingrained in pliant minds

it mutates and thrives in tunnels of vision

and then is fused into the fiber of unreason

the quiet hypocrisy that drips of the tongues

spouting broken words of unfathomable callousness

the mutilated reeking carcass of cynicism

obscured by the veneer of polished discourse

stinks of inaction and of insipid rationalization

the probing and prodding and splintering of each thought

curdles the shallow layer of feeling

interring the basic simple and only humanity

that is gleefully ripped into isolated fragments

the quiet hypocrisy of battles fought and of causes embraced

is plain to see in the faces of the earnest

as they cling onto their bitter loathsome prejudices

whilst buying redemption under a placard of well-meaning

the quiet hypocrisy of these selective battles waged under the flimsy pretense of caring

stinks to the highest heaven promised in mantras and duas and prayers and chants

as the spectacle of the apartheid within the mind is worn on each tailored sleeve

the choosing of these battles in the name of faith and clung onto simply because of a common creed

is a pathetic spectacle of segregated thought

buried under the folds of righteous bluster

so before you jump on that bandwagon of indignation because 'your' people are in pain

take a look at the hidden fascism that simmers just below your holier-than-thou sudden spurt of heartfelt rage

for the quiet hypocrisy that is unknowingly imbibed

is apparent for all to behold

for when the 'other' endure the injustice carried out in 'your' peoples' name

you stand mute and silently complicit for your indignation simply melts away

as the quiet hypocrisy that is firmly rooted in you 

exults in pious pretences while 'your' own continue to hate, rape, pillage and slay

it saddens me that so much vitriol drips off my pen in such effervescent times

but I cringe as each moment another quiet hypocrite rants about the despotism of the 'other'

while smiling complacently and smugly and soaking in the quiet hypocrisy of remaining mute about 'my' peoples' own crimes
 


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Trapped

A prisoner of darkness
Was all I could be.
Trapped and alone inside
Along a blackened sea
No one to hold me
To keep me alive
Completely abandoned
No reason to survive.

Then there was a light
Small but getting brighter
It drowned out the darkness
And made me a fighter. . .
Before i'd go with everything
And let them chain me down
Now I start to question them
I start to keep my ground.

Why should I let them stab me?
And see my blood run free
There's a reason that I need to live
To let myself be me.
No one holds me down
Without paying a price.
Why should they anger me
Then expect me to be nice?

I now... Have a beating heart
And a gleam in my eyes
Someone to kiss and hug me
And keep my soul alive.


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RELIGION AGAINST MAN

He hated his brother
Because he practiced another
Men of same wombs
On each other, inflict wounds
The free thinker; their observer
And he saw; eye sores
Men beheaded… burned
Women disemboweled
Bombed
Drug traffickers and the mafia
Show more angels heart
Men obsessed with religion
No place free of them
Hold this illusion
Four virgins and a mansion
For just one man in heaven
So die a martyr
And make it even
In the beginning, was this so?
When men die, do they go?
PLEASE: give me no fairy answer
Except self proven ponder

On the other side
I heard Christ died
Men turned it merchandise
One name, many voices
As the voices, so the vices
Repent. Be baptized
Or die ostracized
Yet in sex, their leaders
Abuse youths and feeders
Adultery in the upper chambers
Sucked the poor dry
So the rich benefits and not die
Name not names
Lest you give them more fame
The free thinker; their observer
And he saw…eye sores
Grieve not alone in chest
It’s same in north; south; east; west

I heard God has his own powers
And he for himself mighty might
So why do for him men fight?
I heard also, the goat can bite
When pushed to the wall
Be that so,
Then there is:
The goat-
The applied force-
And the wall.
Who is the Goat? Man
Who is the force applied?
Circumstances against man
And who is the wall?
Religions against man


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This Fourth Of July


This 4th Of July To my fellow Americans, during this 4th of July. I have a thought.. . Here's why… When we salute our flag ever so grand. Our country's foundation is sinking in "quicksand." This is because. From God... We're way "off course." Driven by lust, greed and an "immorality force ." Our ungodly government continues to rule. Anything of God has been removed from the school. We hear of "separation of church and state." Anything of God... Many people seem to hate! America! Listen to what this message is about! Everything of God is slowly being taken out! We must return to Jesus!... He gives true freedom indeed!. The truth word of God’s . Our country must read! Living for God is worth the cost! Without HIM... America is forever lost! By Jim Pemberton


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Opression

Present, in this bed I lay, and
tonight, they will order me to pray.
Within these four walls that contain my madness,
only god and repentance will absolve me of my sadness,
for I had once dared leave the solitude of my mind.
How can I pray when my hands you bind?
No longer a free being am I, in this world.
I can no longer shout, so how will I be heard?
Yesterday, my spirit and I were defeated, and
tomorrow I fear this will all be repeated.
Haven't you heard a word that I say?
How will I get better, bound, gagged and unable to pray?
Why in your faces, does my agony bring you gladness?
Am I onto a secret, therefore deemed made of badness?
The only thing you have ever inclined,
is that no free thinking man will be left unrefined.
All will be plucked, one by one from the herd,
and if non-compliant, forever be labeled absurd.
Like sinners, and the insane, they will be treated,
and if not changed, they will be deleted.
Well then, a martyr in this life I will now play, for
your disgrace I will not now, I will not ever obey.

-May god have mercy on your souls.


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Please Heal Our Nation Lord Jesus


Please Heal Our Nation Lord Jesus! It seems like many are influenced by the polls of the day. So many are curious as to what others say. Things that seemed of value, not too many years ago. Have changed the very heart Of this country’s soul. Respect for each other and God has often changed. As the “moral fabric” of this nation is being “rearranged.” A desire to serve God, many feel doesn't belong. Many can’t tell the difference between right and wrong. In spite of what many have tried to achieve. They often don’t really know what they believe. Too often, Godly morals are turned “upside down.” Encouraging a tide of evil, that can easily be found. There’s a lot of heartache happening all over this land. As many are confused and really don’t understand! Our only hope and true solution is God alone! We need to invite him in to our hearts and home! He is what’s needed in the uncertainly ahead. He is our living water and our daily bread! His principles of truth need to be our way of living! His life for our sin and failures, is what he’s giving! Please come Lord Jesus! And accept this invitation! Only you can heal and restore our great nation! By Jim Pemberton


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Great Nations

Oh great nations young and old
standing together we will not fall.
How great we are,
with our weapons thrown down our walls now crumbling.
Under one song we stand strong.
We are free!  Yes, we are free!
Religions causing strife now stand under loving light.
Of peace and cooperation, this is our fight.
Oh great nations big and small
we travel onward united, one and all,
for we have arisen to hear the call.


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Detroit

Teens walk the streets full of fear,
A ton of murders every year,
Death,
Theft,
Hate and knives,
Drugs,
Money,
Murdered wives,
These are the things I see,
But they shall never create me,
It's crazy how most of our teen 
murders are gang related,
For some teens never had love,
After joining a gang,
They will fight for their lives,
To the point where guns are being 
heard,
More than a singing bird,
And murders are being committed 
more than child birth,
And some see Detroit as hell on 
Earth,
But no one pays attention to the 
intelligence our teens are worth,
For Detroit is a city full of broken 
dreams,
Hoping one day all gangs will work 
together,
And unite as a team,
Then we will create a great future,
For Detroit's wound will rejoin with 
a suture,
And one day we will make a 
successful cope,
Detroit is a city full of hope.


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America after 1962

On June 25, 1962 prayer was taken out of school
It was like losing a ring's precious jewel 
If you look into America's history 
You will find that it is no mystery
From that date on we haven’t been as strong
I believe we have done something terribly wrong
What they teach in history books simply overlooks
Important information that has raised up a blind generation
Youth, family, education, and national life is far from the same
We have lost morals and values that our forefathers firmly proclaimed
A Blessed Nation under God we have always been
But in the last 50 years it has become destroyed by an abundance of sin
Divorce rate is at an all-time high
While so many children grow up fatherless and wonder why
Gang violence increases each day
Teenage pregnancy has become a common way
Young people search for love in all the wrong places
Leaders in government wear faulty faces
Role models have become extinct
Technology while good has caused many jobs to sink
A nation rife with perjury
Broken marriage covenants In need of surgery
Unforgiveness extortion bribery slander and profanity
We need God to restore us too sanity
Hypocrisy, and lawsuits initiated solely for revenge and personal gain 
Doing things are own way has caused us much pain
The rich are getting richer and the poor sit back and cry
People have lost their integrity yet shake their fists at the sky
If you want to learn open a bible and begin to read
If we listened to its wisdom we wouldn’t have so much need
We have become too liberal as a whole
Besides having so much debt, we are all losing our souls
If anyone talks about God in school they risk losing their profession
Yet more and more young people suffer from anxiety and depression
Many are on medication making doctors filthy rich
So many people are dying in their own emotional ditch
Statistically we are on a downward spiral
Many people turn their heads or just live in denial
History is important to learn
For it shows us how quickly society can turn 
We all have to answer to God someday
And if I were you I would start to learn his way
For if we are going to continue to be America the best
We have to take a moment to address
All the ways we have allowed this country to slip
Take personal responsibility and restore our spiritual grips
Weneed to take back the people's power
We are living in a crucial hour
If we don’t open our eyes ears and mouths we will fall instead of just bend
who knows this time if this damage we can mend.

 by: Sabina nicole


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The Terrorists

The Muslim terrorists are now across the earth
They want peace prosperity happiness and mirth
Their goal is good but path is wrong
In the misled group they belong
They commit sins in exchange of sins
They mislead even innocent teens
They want to become martyrs 
But they become murderers
They kill guiltless ones in the name of holy war
On Islam’s beautiful face they are like a scar


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The Dream

~A tribute to “The Slave's Dream” by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow~ 


One night the slave had a nice dream.
And in the dream he was just free. 
He heard sounds of freedom's bold scream.
One night the slave had a nice dream. 
And saw the light of liberty's gleam.
No more felt flesh by whips just bleed. 
One night the slave had a nice dream. 
And in the dream he was just free. 



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Warning Sign

Surly you have put   
                your word to pen
the winds have carried them
have dispersed them               upon the globe
the game pieces          are in place
and the populace   lives    under
               dense clouds of darkness
though not awake                   aware of determinations
                        a war machine
funded with flesh              and gold
                        as oxen under yoke
who have no say           in what their masters plow
 
They HAVE been             forewarned
surly your WORD       has come         full circle
you have called out                 the future
and given knowledge       of fortresses
                        battlements and shields
 
The 1st WAR             your minds
The 2nd WAR            your hearts
The 3rd WAR             your flesh
 
             the full destruction of corruptions
 
Surly your intentions have 
                          been fully shown for any knowing
the instructions of the King
but they have been led astray
                           and loved to have it that way
 
You keep sending           your servants
the watchmen who view            into distances
to tell what was far off                  has come close
 
 
The Temple and the Bride
               are nearly completed
the invitations to all            the guests 
not one single soul       is exempt
                of participation
freewill will have a whole              new meaning
you can choose the          royal law           of Life
 
or be driven        off the cliffs
by unruly                          angels
because the            ideology            of WAR
            and fear        driven        by rulers
whose behavior is                   so corrupt 
         that we liken      them   to being    demonic
 
Come now where is your              reason
that you           should choose            WAR
             over the avenues of peace
everywhere        you turn          is a sign
            and it says         beware
wake up           wake up             wake up
                before you sleepwalk 
                    into death
 
 
COPYRIGHT © 2012 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


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I'm Not A Politician

I’m Not A Politician… There’s one thing that I make no pretention. I’m in no way what you’d call a “politician.” I don’t try to get involved in the “politics of the day.” But I do try to listen to what God has to say! I’m not interested in what numbers the polls will bring. I’d rather trust Jesus, who can take care of everything! The good news, is that the bad news is all wrong! My life with Christ, is where I certainly belong! Christ is my hope and focus! I’d rather believe him! I don’t trust what I watch or hear from the news men! In God’s kingdom there are no politics involved! Every problem facing me.. Christ already solved! I want Jesus to be my life’s focus and attention! May the Holy Spirit guide me into a Godly direction! With Jesus in my heart… I’m joyful and glad! I know I’ll never see him in a political ad! He is and will always be the one that I’ll need! He’s not corrupted by wickedness and greed! No matter how you may believe this world will end! Christ will always be the one you trust and depend! You don’t have to wait for a ballot to come to you! Vote for Jesus today! His presence is all around you! There’s no limit to the terms of life he’s giving! He’ll bless you within and give everlasting living! By Jim Pemberton


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Eden Return

Hysterical laughter in eternity
still crying out at the hypocrisy
of life lived under the thumbs
of the oppressing ones.
Freedom they said they would give us
If we asked the king to forgive us.
and if we agree to pay tribute
they would stop the rape and loot
we didn't even know
which ones were in control
at any point in time
the fully sublime
shiftings of power
by the day and the hour
locked in the ivory tower
and away from the peasant earth digger
they had much bigger
things to accomplish, than just a pleasant life.
And all the strife they laid upon us all
was part of the fall
from dignity.
It's a pity.
Then came the mines and the factories
warriors needed to keep the keys
to the city gates in the right hands
none of us really understands
the workings of the minds that need
so badly to succeed
that life has no meaning or worth.
Even less for planet earth.
And she's dying
and no one is trying
to revive her.
Now they want to survive her
and credit card shackles still hold the debtors prison
third world vision
is incomplete
no one can compete
in world markets controlled by the elite
we are the billion feet
of the crawling beast.
and at least
we could know why we chose it.
Just suppose it
could change.
Seems strange.
But if the feet stop running the treadmill of fear
and we all held dear
what was important, sacred, the sane
would we stop acid rain?
What if our lawns became gardens all
could we reverse Edens fall?
What if our children could eat and play
from natures sweet bounty every day?
Would cancer disappear if we stopped the spray?
and left no more poison where children play?
What if we made our own industries
in each of our communities?
What if we made windmills and power the sun
we may have just begun
a revolution
that holds a solution
for our planets peace.
I release my rage at the beastly machine
that holds destruction, Pull myself from in between
the cogs of the wheel of the corporate dream
and paint a new picture in the sky.
Of streets and towns and city planning true
ways and solutions that work for me and you
and the earth's evolution could take another turn
where we do not burn
in the hell of nuclear wastelands
It will take many hands
to undo the self fulfilling prophesies of armageddon
Get on board, this train is moving. get on
with it. We all fit in the grand plan,
the saving grace of man.


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Your Loss

If I’m not hired this time,
Like I’ve always said,
“It’s your loss.”
Jesus died,
For the problems,
You have with me,
Being employed by you,
At the cross.

All forms of sin
That causes Satan
To win,
Jesus was given,
A royal beat down for ,
About 2,000 years ago.

Now you been
Giving another
One of God’s children
A royal beat down
For something 
That’s already 
Been paid for.

My position you stole
Because you chose 
To be a loss soul
God will take it
From you.
He did it long
Ago.
When He sent
His son to die
For you and me
At Calvary.

I’ll say to you
This time
Like I’ve always
Said “it’s your
Loss.” Jesus
Died for the,
 Problems you have,
With me being
Employed by you,
At the cross.


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As This Nation Turns It's Back On God

As This Nation Turns It’s Back On God…

Does it seem to you to be somewhat odd…
As this nation turns it’s back on God?

As we embrace perversion of many kinds…
We’re left with many empty and godless minds!

As we strive for “church and state separation…”
We’re left with a very hurting generation!

It’s no wonder why many are confused and lost…
As courts try to ban the very sign of a cross!

I often wonder, are people just simply afraid?
When was the last time anyone took time to pray?

We celebrate the “holidays,” but can’t have a nativity?
In spite of all of the fun, excitement and festivity!

Why can’t people wake up and see what’s wrong?
It’s only in God, that we can remain strong!

The very words; “in God we trust” must be a reality!
Before our nation becomes a spiritual fatality!

Come back America!  Come to the God who wants you!
He’s waiting for you now!  
Because he LOVES you!

Come back to the true freedom that built this nation!
Only God can give us a truly solid foundation!

God is the answer to all of our government’s problems!
It’s about time we seek and involve him!

Please come Jesus!  And bring healing to America today!
May we all come to you
 in repentance and PRAY!

By Jim Pemberton  


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Another Holocaust?

     
Have we gone to far to take it back?
    Like a fast running train that has jumped it’s track
Can we gather the pieces that we’ve thrown away?
    And seek redemption in the words we pray.
How can we expect forgiveness from what we do?
    We’re so unfaithful and so untrue.
I know we weren’t there when Jesus died for us.
    So we take on the attitude what’s the big fuss?
They say He will return and claim His throne,
    Will you believe then when the proof is shown?
We can remove His name from everything,
    But when the final day comes whose praises will we sing.
Our government was suppose to be a voice for the majority,
    Instead they do what they please in this land lead by the minority.
In God we trust is what has always lead us through,
    But now they are saying God is not allowed only you.
I don’t know how this country got so turned around,
    But I know the course we’re on and where we’re bound.
I hope someone out there knows what to do,
   And lead us back to the things that will sustain us through.
I read an article about how HUD would not let this eighty some odd year old lady 
place an angel on her Christmas tree.
   Said it might offend some of the other tenants, WELL EXCUSE ME!
It reminds me of a one Adolph Hitler and what he did to the Jews,
   If we don’t stop this idiocy before it gets full blown then Christians might start 
feeling the point of the screw.
It’s not a joking matter and we can’t laugh it off anymore,
    Or we are going to have the Gestapo policing Christians like they did in 
Germany once before.
If you’re a Christian open your eyes and look,
    They’re removing our rights one by one, day by day, book by book.
I don’t want to start trouble but I want what’s right,
    And when push comes to shove are you ready to fight?


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In front Of Your Face

Take me
Shape me
Misdirect me
You always want to see me
Down on my knees

For ever
And ever
I will always
Be there in front of your face
Screaming

For years
And years
I have been obliged
Followed your rules
Without doubt or question

It is time
for change
MY words
Echoing in YOUR ears
Fear no longer exists

You will always
Try to break me
But I'll always be there
Infront of your face
With eyes wide open
With a mouth wide open
And a fist raised
High up the air

This time
I won't
Sit back and watch
You kill ever last inch
Of me

I will
Do whatever I can
To bring you down
And I am not alone
You will fall

Enough of
Your lies
Your dirty and filthy lies
You are always in disguise
Nothing but a coward, who will soon die

I'm stronger
With stronger faith
I have multiplied
And always will
I am the vox populi(1)

You will always
Try to break me
But I'll always be there
Infront of your face
With eyes wide open
With a mouth wide open
And a fist raised
High up the air

(1)Vox populi, a Latin phrase that literally means "voice of the people"


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For Everything There Is A Season And A Divine Reason

There is a time for each season…
To everything made…  
There is a divine reason.

A time for purpose under
 the heavens above…
A time for meaning from a God of love.

A time to be born.  A time to die…
A time to farm the ground
 under the beautiful sky.

A time to kill.  A time to heal...
A time to tear down and
 to build up with a passion and zeal 
 
A time for weeping.   A time for laughing…
A time to mourn.  A time for dancing.

A time to keep...
A time to throw away.
A time to tear.  A time to make amends today.

A time to get.  A time for losing…
A time to keep.  And to give
 away at our choosing.

A time for silence.  A time to speak…
A time for each hour
 and day of the week.

A time for love.  A time for hate…
A time for war.  A time for peace at your gate.

How will you spend the time
 God has given to you?
What is your choice?  What will you do???

May this be a time living in 
God’s purpose and design.
He created you and made 
everything beautiful in his time!

By Jim Pemberton  05/22/10
Read Eccl. 3:1-11



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We Are Trading God's Laws With Our Own Laws


Too often, our country embraces
 an ungodly cause.
And end up passing a “new” set of laws.

As God’s holy truth is being abandoned.
We come up with another law, at random!

What once were our laws for many years.
Are being removed… With little tears.

As more people “indulge” in ungodly things.
The wrath of God, is what this brings!

What’s pure and holy, seems not to be relevant.
More ungodly sets of laws are clearly evident!

The past foundations are now being destroyed.
So this new “freedom” can be “enjoyed.”

This country is being destroyed from within.
By the new “tolerance” of so much sin!

We can try to pretend that we’re “wise.”
But in the end, we’ll find it’s all LIES!

As the relevance of God, seems to disappear.
His judgment draws ever so near!

I’m going to live for God,
 in the “old fashioned” way!
And will live by what his
 words have to say!

God was here! Before any of us existed!
Let’s not get his truth  
“confused” or “twisted!”

By Jim Pemberton


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You'd Think Living For God Is A Bad Thing


You’d Think Living For God Is A “Bad thing.”

You’d think living for God is a “bad thing.”
Many have tried to remove him from everything!

As millions of lives are on drugs, sex and dope.
It’s no wonder why many have given up hope!

Just when we need God the most...  He’s cast out!
We’re discovering what a 
“Godless society” is all about!

Who are you  going to turn to when you need help the most?
Are you serving the true God? 
 Or chasing a “ghost?”

I don’t care how many courts say he does not belong.
His words are truth.  They’re powerful and STRONG!

He brings help and healing in his arms divine.
He’s still the same God thru the passing of time!

Behold the Glory of the Lord and his righteousness!
It’s only in him that America find true happiness!

Jesus is coming soon in his glory and splendor.
He wants for you to be with him now and forever!

Whatever people say…  God does love you!
He is here right now and wants to be with you!

God...  Not the government is your true supply.
He is Jehovah...  He is El Shaddai!

Won’t you come to him and 
make him your friend?
You’ll find true hope and 
an atonement for sin!

By Jim Pemberton


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What If Christmas Never Came


 UNSUPPORTED CODE What If…   Christmas Never Came???

What if Christmas never happened?  
What if Christmas never came?
Things around here would be different! 
It wouldn’t be the same!

What if the baby Jesus was never born in a manger?
Mankind would be in serious trouble. We’d all be in danger!

If the baby Jesus wasn’t born.  There would be no nativity.
We wouldn’t be able to display this during our “festivity.”

It’s almost like this now! 
 It’s an “ever increasing business.”
It seems like nearly everyone wants
  “Christ out of Christmas!”

Why does it seem like Christmas is 
 losing it’s true meaning?
The very words; “Merry Christmas,” 
seem to be quickly disappearing!

Many say; “Happy Holiday.”  
They worry they may “offend.”
Having a “holiday” without Christ….  
Once again!

We need to put Jesus Christ back into 
our CHRISTmas season!
He is what Christmas is about!  HE is the very reason!

May we all take some time to rejoice in our savior’s birth.
May there be shouts of JOY!  From the corners of the earth!

Let’s not take Christ out of our joyous celebration!
We need him so much right now! 
 All over this great nation!

May we bring to him a heart of love
 for everything he’s done.
As we bring honor to Christ.  God’s precious son!

May we continually offer to him a heart filled with praise!
Not only at Christmas time…  But all of our days!

By Jim Pemberton


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Are We Discriminating Against God


We often hear this topic across our nation. Another person crying; “discrimination.” In our many attempts to not discriminate. It seems like it’s God that we seek to eliminate. It seems like we’ve come up with our own “rules.” And somehow have turned into a bunch of “fools.” We accept many perversions of various kinds… But God himself? We seem to close our minds! In many of our lives, we’ve “kicked “ him out. And refuse what he really is about! The words, “In God we trust...” Our money bears it! Anything of God? We’re afraid to share it! It seems like the courts almost say he doesn’t exist! And have brought much confusion into our midst! As many say it’s “offensive” to display a cross… Many godly values have already been lost! It’s time to wake up America! And begin to see! The kind of country we’re beginning to be! A country that’s foundation is getting off course. Being driven by a wicked and ungodly force! Out only hope is in God! And him alone! We must invite him back into our homes! To God and his word we must hold secure and fast! He is our only hope, that our country will last! By Jim Pemberton


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There Shall Come A Great Tribulation

There Shall Come A Great Tribulation!

You’ll find In the Bible... 
In the book of Revelation.
One day... There shall come
 a great tribulation.

There shall be famine and war 
this world has never seen.
"Satan's fury" being poured 
out upon everything.

The Antichrist will appear 
as "the world leader."
"The man with all of the answers."  
"A great world healer."

People won't be able to buy or sell
 without a mark on their hand.
While corruption and wickedness 
prevails throughout the land.

Our only hope and answer during 
much chaos and anxiety.
Is Jesus.  In HIM we can 
have life abundantly!

This world shall one day 
perish and pass away.
 God's truth and his word are here to stay!

Come to Jesus now... 
He invites you to come.
Accept the gift of eternal life 
from God's precious son!

He's our only hope in this
 world which we live.
He is so patient and kind... 
willing to forgive.

Will your name be in God's 
book of life someday?
Are you ready to meet him on judgment day.

This world... or Jesus... the choice
 by you must be made.
The price for your soul... 
on Calvary... has been paid!

By Jim Pemberton


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No Resolution

It's a New Year
Comes a New Fear
May not meet expectations
High hopes with no expected reservations
Make things work right
Try to sidestep every bite
Open new doors
Keep climbing them floors
Wave to those new
Try new recipes, 
Start a new crew
No need for resolutions
Make your own constitution
Be the best you can be
Maybe everyone wont see
The ones that do
Will stop acting a fool
They'll get the gist 
Put up an iron fist
Be at your back
When the world tries to attack
This is the beginning
Keeps the world spinning
Look out for you brothers and sisters
We'll finally hear them rich bad boys cry whimpers
Grin gradually turns teeth and smile
Feels good
Stand away
They knew a mile long sword would stack them one day 



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This Memorial Day

We salute every soldier who’s
 served this great nation.
And offer a heart of thanks
 and appreciation!

We salute each member 
of our armed forces.
And are thankful for their
 efforts and resources!

We salute the many who 
protect our borders too.
We’d be in trouble…  
If not for people like YOU!

We salute every son and 
daughter lost in a war.
YOU are what serving this
 country is meant for!

We salute the officers who’ve 
guided our women and men.
Our prayers are with you!  
And our love from within!

We salute our veterans!  
Wherever they may be!
Those who served on
 land, air and sea!

Offering prayer to the
 Lord is our belief…
That he will guide our
 Commander-in-Chief!

As we observe Memorial Day this year…
Let’s offer our soldiers
 love, hope and cheer…

May God bless them in
 all they endeavor
And his peace be with them
 today and forever!!

By Jim Pemberton  05/21/10


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Asking For A Chance

Every moment that passes by
Another teardrop another sigh
He cries out to all he can
They don’t listen or understand

He kept silent for many years
Now his heart is filled with fear
He’s seventeen and his own man
He wants to live he knows he can

His life right now is filled with grief
His time with family is very brief
He wishes and hopes for something new
He has many dreams but lives very few

The system abandoned him in his need
The Lord has found him on his knees
He will be rescued and his hurt relieved
He will be saved since he believes

It’s hard to keep faith in times of pain
He continues on through the strain
To see this young man at a glance
You know he’s asking for a chance

Do not ignore him or pass him by
Do not ignore this poor boys cry
If you see him take your time
Hear his plea ignore the lies


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Even Death Cries Sometimes

I don’t want to go
It can’t be my time yet
Please give me the choice of two paths
Darkness is closing in on me
I close my eyes
But they are not really closed
I hold my ears
But I still hear the screams
I’m walking away
But my feet are not moving
How did I get here?
Where is this place
His hand is reaching out for me
But I don’t want it
I look into his lifeless eyes
As he reluctantly pulls back his hand slowly

It’s too close to home
Scenes that are heartbreaking to watch
But we are cocooned in our own little world sometimes
To really care
To really feel
To really do
But today it could have been me
I watch the TV
I listen to the radio
A story unfolding of
Heartless, faceless people
My heart sinks for a moment
I look into his lifeless eyes
Maybe even Death cries sometimes.

Written by Robert Meader 


This was written about the London Bombings, I had all the words down but did 
not have a title. Then I watched the film Meet Joe Black. In the film Brad Pitt plays 
Death and at the end he cannot have the one love he wants and he cries, I 
thought to myself, ‘Even Death cries Sometimes’ and the title came.


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God Bless America

Gracious thought has been dropped from human inhabitants.
Our hearts have become cold and distant to almost everything.
Deference has no meaning for us or any other human.

Before we can carry onward, we must remember the beginning.
Lessons remembered are the key to our future roads to travel.
Every soul must search inward to see where we are headed.
Success is truly wonderful and we have fulfilled our winning.
Success without faith is gone, and the road less traveled tortures.

America has blessed each one of us from the beginning in faith.
Mercy is upon our leaders, for they have lost the true reality.
Erasing their hearts and minds of the reality, united we stand.
Refuse greed mongers of their desires, replacing with honesty.
Individuality of the representatives was our ancestor’s goal.
Call out God Bless America in truth, faith, freedom, to all.
Anything less will be the end of whatever time we have left.


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Blank Page Beautiful Thing Corrupted by Penned Thoughts

Ponder life lost. Ponder gain tossed away as stranger unwelcomed news disturbs slumber. Ponder hope dropped at final moment. Ponder sweet steam rise from tinted windows wild festival in back seat. Ponder terrifying dreams. Ponder surroundings on fire constantly, with slight glance brings pain in witness. Ponder existence. Ponder daily routines twisted by scriptures written thousands of years ago. Ponder emotions unholy shifted focus from where need be to assumed failed relationship. Ponder proved wrong. Ponder second hit radiates pure bliss but little more than illusion that fades. Ponder escape turmoil, trip taken in relapse felt fallen during slacked era. Ponder collapse of great empire. Ponder tomb empty yet awaits next. Ponder open casket sits within sacrifice in sacrilegious manner. Ponder mansion in future to be forgotten by time arrive. Ponder love of shadow. Ponder whisper disappear. Ponder other miserable forever after please. Ponder allow release, captured cabin brought to knees. Ponder open soul yet to be regarded as nuts and dismissed quick damaging. Ponder state of the union not in perpetual conflict. Ponder nations together rather than disruptive to each other. Ponder mother’s thoughts clouded now unable to access. Ponder sunset near she. Ponder dawn still in heat. Ponder lust shut in sinful woe wonderful. Ponder what could be. Ponder past. Ponder pleasure, had however never cause withheld try. Ponder trust eyes. Ponder difficulties arise when tongue tied. Ponder silence.


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So-Called Good Christians

You have made a choice. 
You have chosen hatred. 
In our Heavenly Father, 
you have chosen not to rejoice. 
He is who spares the most awful dread. 
  
You have chosen to hate me. 
First it was the “N” word, 
the Afro comment, 
and my curly hair. 
Now you hate me 
for the religion 
that I have chosen to be. 
My faith gives me what is right and fair. 
  
I pity you for all your hate. 
But you made it clear my fate. 
A Mormon to this date, 
a Mormon forever. 
Your rage and hate 
prove my faith and 
choice of religion right. 
Your bigoted hatred
I have chosen to fight 
by giving it light. 
I want it 
in everyone's sight. 
  
Your rage and hatred is your only boast. 
But with it you are engrossed. 
Like you, your rage and hatred 
are nothing but compost. 
Heavenly Father, Jesus Christ, and the Holy Spirit 
gives me what I need the most. 
  
And for you, that is just 
too bad so sad. 
  


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Are We Ruling God Himself to Be UNCONSTITUTIONAL


 


   


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September 11th 2001

It still seems like a dream,
Or a scene from a bad movie.
It was hard to take in then
And it hurts to see it now.

I see reminders everyday in papers, films and on TV,
There they are standing tall.
But New York has a big heart,
You can hurt it but you’ll never break the core.

When the first plane crashed and we heard the news,
We were filled with grief and sorrow.
But then later on when the second plane crashed,
Our grief was mixed with fear of our tomorrow.

All around the world the news broke and everyone stopped,
Then the third plane hit the Pentagon.
What in the world was happening here?
On September the eleventh, 2001.

When the Twin Towers collapsed one at a time,
We still couldn’t believe the news we were hearing or seeing.
The devastation, the tragedy, the loss of lives,
Now three quarters of the world were grieving.

Pictures we were seeing, voices we were hearing,
Sadness and tears in all our hearts and eyes.
We reached out to touch, but they had gone,
The worst part of all was not saying goodbye.

Out of all this tragedy and despair,
There are so many people that shine through.
Most of the world extending their hands and hearts,
But all of the ‘Heroes’ of this are all of you.

We’ll grieve everyday and pray for those,
Who lost someone and never let us forget.
That we stood tall and side-by-side,
On September the eleventh, 2001.


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Rulership

God has set before you Jesus the son of man
given him his power the only one who can
Jesus walked on water and legions overthrew
healed every illness did as was sent to do
 
Few have little comprehension of his gifts to men
how they are empowered when Jesus lives within
to be the Sons of God have his Light shine through
understand his Words and it's energy imbue
 
God has given treasures the inheritance of Son
that they become like master God's Beloved One
they are under tutors until they understand
the meaning of his rulership and in it's service stand
 
The Sovereigns of the nations do their leadership abuse
are corrupt in practice and righteous judgment do refuse
the takers of bribes and justice do pervert
on the path to the top care not who they hurt
 
Solomon gave his heart to know folly and wisdom
every Son of God will into this knowledge come
for God will in his kingdom have only those who serve
as only those who walk in Love treat others as deserve
 
The working of the Secret since garden was foretold
that a government by God determined in days of old
God has chosen the weak and those the world despised
that they should bare his image to Jesus rank will rise
 
All governments and nations in adversary's hand do stand
to our Lord did offer them for act of worship did demand
Jesus refused the offer , devotion to his Father True
prophetic Word of God this world already overthrew
 
Arise oh sleepers do open eyes and rise
throw down the World and sever all your ties
understand what is written the King is drawing near
war is coming to the World collect he will whats dear
 
Jesus has built his Father's temple with many gem and stone
descend it will from heaven within his throne will home
God is collecting from man his priests and Kings
they will govern from his temple dispense his holy things
 
The nations to the temple for instruction will come
with the adversary gone Light can shine on everyone
you must choose your side before God's war ensues
for your Father wants you happy and never Love refuse
 
sources 1Chron. 28:6-10 Jeremiah 31:3-14 Matt 20:25-28
1Cor 3:9-17 13:12 2Cor 6:14-18 1John 3:1-6
2Tim 3:1-5 Apocalypse 21
 
COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller


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Save Our Wetlands

My home state loses a football field, 
Of coastal land each day of the year.
I’m no cheerleader about this,
It fills my heart with fear.

I wish I had funds to donate to the cause.
Maybe if I expressed my thoughts of the situation,
It would cause others to pause.
As the pelicans swim to the beat,
 Of their inward drum,
And contribute to the state,
That many other states of the union,
Were carved from.

Way back before humans existed,
Our dear state Louisiana was merely sea floor.
If we humans that exist today,
Don’t get serious about this erosion problem,
The state where jazz was born,
Will be sea floor once more.

Our coastal industries, beautiful magnolia trees,
And the capital of the Old South,
Will no longer exist.
We won’t be able to reminisce about anything,
If our hindrance persists.

Like bacteria attacks a cell,
Our precious land is being attacked as well.
Like our educated out migrants,
Land is leaving without being replaced.
Saving this land helps us ecologically:
This includes the human race.

Please fellow residents and people who once,
Or never lived here before.
Fill Louisiana’s heart with cheer,
By contributing to this worthy cause.
If one can’t give monetarily, 
 He or she should then take a pause.
Be creative and think of other ways,
That one is able to help this wonderful state.

We would certainly appreciate anything you do,
To help us out.
I know the pain of the land will be eased,
Without a doubt.

Our state has faith in us as we have faith in it.
Let us not only be cheerleaders, but star players.
So that our precious land can stay strong,
Throughout its layers.
This erosion problem can be very costly:
Climatic changes, loss of land, animal and plant species,
And human lives are just a few.
Please help save our wetlands,
Because it is part of the old and of the new.


Wrote November 2003 almost exactly 2 years before Hurricane Katrina,
while student @ ULM and concerned about the issue, as a student and scientist the topic of 
New Orleans going under and the Mississippi River flow and creation of Louisiana  was talked 
about since  I was in elementary school in the mid '80s was a main topic of concern for the 
gubernatorial election held that year, and during that political official's term as governor, 
Hurrican Katrina hit, Louisiana politics I tell you- they simply tell people what they want to 
hear!


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epistle to barack obama

this epistle per mine choice of heir apparent presidential throne
composed from one liberal minded non-conformist rolling stone  

prompted awareness that one voice can affect which contestant will win
and occupy the white house after the votes get tallied from political spin

aware thy missive from an anonymous fellow  and a self anointed scribe
will be carefully screened no matter opinion already cast with nada bribe

personal opinion of this sole american male of two score and nine years
that barack obama possesses that je ne sais quois diplomatic state craft
   despite disparaging broadside starring paris hilton plus britney spears

the land of lincoln candidate exemplifies (to myself) a charismatic charm
in tandem with a relaxed persona and gait akin per a commoner on a farm

that nonchalant easy going affinity speaks nonverbal volumes to this chap
cringes when espying or hearing from opposing challenger whose lips flap
   meaning john mccain whose hidden motives and agenda include his trap
to plant seeds of doubt per un-decided electorate causing lead to get a zap

unknown how trials and tribulations rival democratic senator from  Illinois
will weather local nor global challenges and said solution he might employ
i opt for said captain to steer ship of state and exclaim to drop anchor ahoy

if via cosmic divine intercession the galloping newcomer in this horse race 
ushering biracial as nominal winner televisions would show a beaming face
the political ramifications analogous to betting square outcome on this ace

i gently beg, decry, fulminate counter attack advertisements fast and quick
against those subliminal sly messages that at first blush appear airily slick
and please reach deep in that magic bag resorting to retaliatory artful trick
lest burning from the madding crowd extinguished like jack’s candle wick!





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I've Fallen And Can't Get Up

brother's marked tombstone, honoring thy name





Tribute To Armed Forces
And Those Fallen From Wars
R.I.P.






Note I Did Not Lose A Brother To War
But Brother And Myself Did Serve
Him A Marine And Me For Army
But Sadly Enough Others Did Fall
In The Line Of Duty


Also This Is My Entry For 
Raul Moreno's Six Word Masterpieces Epigram Contest


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Same Time, Same Place...

Same time
Same place
Different color
Of the face

Same K-12 system
Same university
Different college
Who gained 
More knowledge?
Who excelled?
Who got more hell?

Same job
Same school
Same students
Same certification
Different degrees

Who stayed 
On their knees?
Both of us
Yes, indeed.
Who achieved
Honestly?
Well let’s see!

Same time
Same place
Different color
Of the face
I made it 
By God’s grace
You are 
A Satanic disgrace.

You are the
Face of hateful
Hypocrisy
I settle for
None of your
Fallacious foolishness
And malicious mediocrity.

Same hometown
I keep it real
You a damn clown
God’s giving you 
A furious frown

A lazy witch
Probably born rich
Living in the sticks
Killing nature’s beauty
Just to get away
From people like me
An earth killer
Fake teacher
And destiny stealer
A true thriller
Makin fake scrilla

I worked hard
While you pressed bricks
Storing awful ATP
To make sure
You got the best of me
And people from my 
Community.

My adenosine triphosphate (ATP)
From glycolysis in my body
After Krebs cycle
Gives off love
While yours come
From hate
We’ve had the same bodily
Processes similar chemical makeup
I just have more melanin
You act the way you act 
Because of your grandfather’s mistakes

 I hate to see your fate 
If you don’t change
You are devilish
And deranged
I know your game
Your name
We’re from the same turf
You and I 
Are carbon based products
One tries hard daily to be just
So that when the minister
Says ashes to ashes
And dust to dust
That I get the reward
I deserve
You got my reward
I still work hard
My ATP
Detests the enemy

It ain’t fair 
That we walked in the same place
Respect you received
And hate slapped me in the face
Walking around with on your face
Did a dissertation on me
If I looked like you 
With my knowledge 
At 23 I would have had
Ten PhD’s.

Girl please you got the nasty woman disease
Get on your knees for the right reas’
Pray to us Jes’
Save me from being a real bigot
And sometimes on the sly
Help me to love you
And all your creatures
And accept diversity

You need help with that dirty blond hair
Pony tails sticking in the air
Depicting your true savior 
Not mine that will catch the one’s
That are still alive and in Him 
Up in the midair.


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modusoperandi

today he said he will change and take consideration to native missing murdered women,hiway 16 , 

the system that haunts me crimes against us drunk drivers  hit and run permwent injures losses sufered  justice obstructed nothing to help victims at nofault  fro all 3 accidents  
this is not an oversight , .or miscarriage of justice ,voice of pleas  shut out .
abuse of power  case clear in the foi files however mostly blacked out   documents facts dates changes began and continued to cover breaches ailing due process  policies payments and statuses bad faith.
to cover major losses  became   secondary gains of large portions in trusts that were not known or paid to us.

changes  to to make false statements  gathered to destroy,
  stero typed  shame guilt  
 from hatred  directed at us 
faith and hope learning laws and rules that apply , while claims and properties denied 
witnessed from secure and peaceful healthy strong hard working mother  much to live and give ,
love so deep inside  underdogs less fortunate,
gave and helped with pride 
to destitute, poverty.
charters,rights laws rules procedures all left by way side 
 not applied .
cold dark and wet the rain and winds rush
 time be known how hard it was each day just to survive.
 harm to me  im told will come one day 
so 
fear is real as what they have done network strategic alliance 
against less s person undeserving to have what is already hers to have 
what can be ? 
disappear. my life hopes and dreams do not matter ...however still very dear and real to me ,
  stand alone
truth can and will be known   . please change modusoperandis


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The Coming Judgement

Escaping God's Judgement

Judgement shall begain 
at the house of God/
We shall all face God's "correction rod."

It will begin with the righteous... 
What shall the unsaved do?
They can pray and run... 
where will they run to?

If the righteous are scarcely saved. 
 Where will the ungodly hide?
Every "trick in the world" has already been tried!

It's time to "stop playing games"--
no more "pretending."
This world(as we know it)will soon be ending!

Come before God now... 
Kneel before his throne.
It's only be accepting his son can 
you have an eternal home!

You can try fooling the people 
you meet each Sunday.
But a day of reckoning with God
 will happen someday/

"Forgive me Lord. I have sinned!" 
must be spoken.
So every weight and bondage 
can now be broken!

He loves you so much and desires 
to make you whole!
By his blood... your sins can
 be as white as snow!

When God's judgement comes... 
You needn't be ashamed.
Reach out to him now...
 and call on his name!

By Jim Pemberton 
2010


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Remove Your Blinders

No heartbeat will pass through these teeth
Nothing's child will digest, rest dead inside me
A plead or two, violent rages ignored
What did her smiling eyes mean to you?
I know you saw her grinning

Let me tell you, child bearing a heavy heart:
Karma is alive and kicking 
Every heartbeat has purpose

Sick to my stomach I discover much truth
Humans ripping flesh from bones-- I have a bone to pick with you
To what extent of this insanity does it prosper our youth?
May I remind you of meals to spare, the freedom to choose?

I wonder everyday, "Were you even hungry?"
Friend, eating is for survival, to thrive, keep these eyes blinking
Not to slit something's throat
Believe me

No longer will I blind myself from sick,real cruelty
Look at his face
Have you seen him cry?
Are your eyes still smiling?
Three days to live and he can not wait to die

Stop this vicious cycle
Let nature shine through
They were here before me and before you
Wouldn't you liked to be saved by grace?
Thankful for words on a believed page?
Rescued from a life threatening disease of ignorance I hate?
One more rescue breath at the scene 
Open your eyes wide 
We are that change


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Hushed To Silence

Hushed to silence the city sleeps
The calming of hatred and angry eyes
In the plains of Heaven angels weep
For lives of untold lies
In which the city cries.
   Tis the soul that warms the night
Where love does not despair
On wings of serenity held in flight
To the castle in the air
For enchanted evening prayer.
   Blessed are they, the souls of Man
The eyes of steady dripping
A feast awaits in timely plan
With heart shaped glasses for sipping
Where loveliness is gripping.
   The earth below in turmoiled smoke
A death of kingly sin
The broken table of Shumard Oak
His shattered setting of Chateaubriand Marchand De Vin
The war subsided within.
   To Heaven rise the innocents
Where peace and love reside
With cries of song in laments
Those souls now cast aside
The rule of Jehovah applied.

     BY: DARREN J McMURRAY
     September 21, 2008


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NEVER JUDGE

                                              NEVER JUDGE



            Never randomly judge someone who you have never even met 
          Such judgments tend to be mistaken theories often based on anxiety
          then some times they end up being infuriating

           Base not random judgments on fear but attitude because any one person
         whom you think is trouble might turn out to have a stance which kills
          your aimless rulings causing you regret

           If for some unknown reason you must judge me even negatively
          first ask me what my honest opinion is about something then base
          your verdict on my answer and never forget what the Messiah said-
          “Do not judge and you will not be judged.”


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humanity unsung

until day when children from all social classes
colors
creeds
and backgrounds
walk hand in hand
and justice sings
throughout all lands
we’ll know humanity has won

until that day
hearts bleed
bodies suffer
and humanity’s song

remains unsung.


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Why Do We Take Christ Out of Christmas

Why Do We Take Christ Out of Christmas? Christmas is the only holiday we often don’t call by name. We often forget about the true reason that Christ came. It’s the only holiday that we often call “a holiday.” It’s true meaning, is often, taken away! It’s more than the tree and all of the glittering lights… It’s time to think about the Bethlehem star so bright! It’s more than going shopping at the malls… More than, “Jingle Bells,” or “Deck the Halls!” It’s more than seeing how many people we can buy for. Or that clearance sale, you’re willing “to die for!” It’s more than buying the “newest in entertainment.” Or receiving a gift that may “cause an embarrassment.” Beyond all of the presents and all we truly believe in. Let’s all come to Christ Jesus and receive him! Let’s think about his birth, and his death on the cross! Without HIM… The true meaning of Christmas is lost! He brings the hope, joy and cheer that’s needed! Won’t you listen to his voice? That often goes unheeded? Christ is what’s important! And shouldn’t be left out! He’s what matters! And is what Christmas is all about! Let’s be joyful! It was for all of us that he came! And take this time to bring honor and glory to his name! By Jim Pemberton


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TO FORGIVE

            


                        



                         TO FORGIVE 


                	
          To forgive is to give another chance which is
         something friends generally ask for in one way
         or another in hopes it is not too much of a bother
         regardless of what father and mother devour- it is
         always necessary

          But does it really enhance self esteem and 
         confidence? despite what color the fence behind
         which one should never feel too tense or course
         there will often be a need for recompense and it
         is still a good thing to do even at school?

          Whoever wears the pants in a good relationship 
         should be smart enough to know if both individuals
         are happy and if so be in control of all actions 
         or decisions- but always forgive wrong doing 
         instead of automatically condemning which tends to 
         be what People are always doing- whoever wears the 
        skirt should be at least smart enough to never 
        commit an act of betrayal


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FIGHTING FOR A GREAT CAUSE

I could never back out
when facing adversities;
I keep on fighting my battles,
until there no more to fight!


They think I do it for prestige,
to win the sympathies of others,
but it's a misleading thought that provokes...
see how I capture a fortress without a siege!


My courage indicates how I prevail  when nothing
seems insignificant or impossible;
everything has a concealed meaning,
or a scope behind it...and I dream of the unattainable!


Gladiators of ancient Rome
fought in the arena to gain freedom,
but only a few were fortunate enough 
to survive and cheat death!


I'm hoping that my fate wouldn't be too fierce,
admiring how those slaves stood against tyrrany...
and with strenght and effort, they gained their liberty;
today, fighters don't shed blood...they only shed tears! 


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Arabian Photostatic

If black only stood and served an evil purpose 
At all times I’d hate it completely, reject it and resist it
With all my will- power and with all my strength

Maybe perhaps she/he once grew from a land called Africa
Maybe she/he had very sharp all five human senses intact 
Together to quickly decipher good from evil

Like fetishism, totemism, dogmatism, jewishism, moslemism
Or churchism the desire to choose and to choose rightly doesn’t
Stem from culture of any real people 
I’d repeat with every confidence
I’ve within my being


There’s a global percentage of liking for African
If she/he held high the need to speedily shun acts of schism,
Nepotism, tribalism

If she/he settled for the right attitude like in plucking a trees’ goodly
Apples,
If she/he selected the most likely option from multiple sets of solutions.

Could you imagine the hypocrisy involved 
with depicted black as fearful as a strange
Figure – 
A genie darkly big, long and tall 
Exactly replicated from Arabian Nights? 


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The Death Penalty

I’m a little firework
Halfway towards the sky
That’s burnt out to dust
Into nothingness
And now I have to die.

I was a crow, flying through a tree
Tried to slalom through the branches.
The thorns clipped my wings
Here the handcuffs cling
Because of my murderous advances.

I’m a crooked atheist
I don’t believe in hell
Or in a Summa Bonum
Or in heaven, like some.
Once the needle goes in, I’ll tell.

“I am not afraid of death,
I’m glad you didn’t postpone a day
To cause my body to wilt
To remove me of guilt
and to let me get away.”


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Foreordination

Your Word Oh God is our bread
by your prophecy are we led
your Truth Oh Lord shall be our wine
for by these two do our lives define

Though your sins be as scarlet you be made white as snow
when you accept Jesus and his Father come to know
no earthly treasure that exists on earth below
can compare to the riches to his Sons do show

You do with Holy Spirit lead
your servants to those who True Love need
to give understanding to hearts who hear
and knowledge that your King draws near

Your servants on earth do know your will
the veracity of Truth you in them instill
the prophetic Word by life do fulfill
exposed the lie that by death does kill

We are but clay molded by your power
the life we live tis but an hour
you must guide and teach your ways
to live by your Word is endless days

From ages to ages you are our God
with the Truth of Kingdom our feet are shod
like forefathers and prophets your name do laud
We have accepted your will and given our nod

Through the pen of Truth do prophets speak
whose origins humble and nature meek
you chose the weak of the world to confound the wise
to spread the Truth and uncover the lies

You nurture those who seek your face
who know this system you will replace
the gifts of God been given a taste
who know their lives they must not waste

Jesus the firstborn of a new creation
with him the Sons of God rule the nations
the wise virgins have trimmed their lamp
with his seal of approval received his stamp

In the latter rain do Sons and Daughters prophesy
uncover the Truth and reveal the Lie
within your dreams and visions do see
from the past and future what is to be

Joel 2:28-32 1Cor. 1:21-31 2Cor 5:17 
Galatians 5:14-16 Ephesians 1:1-23 
James 5:7-8 1John

COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller


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Our Promise

Dear Judy Konos,
          OUR PROMISE    
Don't think We're down--You're country, tis of thee
For which our Flags been woven and unfurled,
this very thread, it binds us constantly,
becoming still the envy of the world.

In fifty states we grew to all we are,
and though some think God's guidance is not there,
this truth comes shining through in every Star;
Our Liberty of life shows ever'rywhere.

To tell the world, Come you, and learn our way,
there is no secret to how we have grown,
and in God's light, God's light is where we stay,
to guide you to what we have only known.

between each line, God's word is meant to share,
and "We the People..." is what keeps it there.
    by veebdosa 04/16/2011 (Dedicated to my friend Judy Konos in New Orleans)


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Birth Control

It's against the law to kill someone,
who hurts you in some way.
But murder is always justified,
by mothers everyday.

When you think about abortion,
do you see the child inside?
The babies life you want to stop,
has no where else to hide.

You tell yourself many things,
like it doesn't have a soul.
Think of the future your about to destroy,
by using birth control.

There are many ways to save it's life,
for the mothers who do not care.
And adoption is the answer,
for a couple in despair.


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Be aware of Pro Pagan Da

though different types same as in the begining  			               
liken to eve's death by deception to lead astray through omitting              
advertisements a sorrowful conception Latin for advert men's minds 		   
in times past hid not their agenda but a war alliance		               
what a crime from grace and truth they desire the old wine 			   
for this world will pass away along with the junk science system                            
propaganda a science falsely so called for the worldly wisdom      		  
ad nauseam it should make you nauseous the big lie to us 			 
repeated enough times, may begin to be taken as the truth.    	                 
you should know this one as you speak truth from under the bus                                
ad hominem your character under fire not the truth in question                                  
do not get on their band wagon for straight is the gate      			 
narrow is the way not a factoid in fact the right direction 		                
love thy neighbor speaking the truth every man his mate                                           
turning my cheek are weapons not carnal not a straw man's reflection                        
tares deceiving and being deceived spin doctors reproduce                                        
to list a few from double speak easy's false store front's                		  
as seen on T.V. a cult a personality they are reduced                                                  
with contradiction's the common man bares the brunt    		                
they are waving false flags like freedom is not free				  
for this your forgiving love they call you odd                                                                 
sporting them selves wise oh can you see 			                  
for this one nation and all under the true God                                                         
they try to lead you astray in the land of the free


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THESE STATES UNITED - PART I

A watchful white Dove 
 
patiently hovers high

slowly, high up above
 
as One 
 
of the forgotten few
 
Look down from the Great Golden 
 
Bird's Eye view

 
sigh sigh sigh
 
try not to cry
 
why why why
 
is there a  teardrop in your Golden eye
 
try try try

 
try not to choke
 
on the clouds
 
or on the smoke
 

Fly on your heartbroken
 
Paternal Wing
 
so tried and true
 
not so fast
 
past the Golden King
 
that we once loved 

that we once knew
 
there falls the red, the white, 

and the beautiful blue
 
teardrop - so long 
 
so long overdue


 
What a worthwhile journey 
 
A poor Pilgrim's passage through
 
Blood-soaked stripes 
 
taint pale me
 
and Americans of all types
 

of all shapes, sizes, and colors
 
and they also paint a colorful you
 
oh yes, you
 
yes, you too!
 
They Are Coming!
 
to paint you a somber more forgiving hue


 
Hear the Golden bagpipes 

Play for us now
 
Songs of a Nation
 
that we cannot replace
 
The Star Spangled Banner
 
God Bless America
 
and Amazing Grace
 
Pray for us now
 


God, George, save our Golden Face
 
Save our Sacred place

On Earth
 
As it is in Heaven

Where dreams renew

Where our Golden Eagle
 
Once so gracefully flew


 
Soar into Heavens of unthinkable
 
unsinkable

unreachable heights

 
Through the fears
 
the tears
 
and for over 200 years 
 
of a bloodstained
 
star struck
 

history
 
which is reflected in our 

and our older brother’s bloodshot eyes 
 
yet still remains
 
a mystery


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Underdog

I do not like you,
I could write a thousand words,
But then I'd be inviting you,
To stir in my thoughts

I'd rather root for the underdog,
That cares about others,
That doesn't discriminate,
Seeks peace, not war, that frowns on hate

When election day arrives,
As an American citizen I'll abide,
To voting on rules and policies and politicians,
I want the future to break ground,
I don't want another one of histories renditions.


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Conspired

I've grown so Tired of Man's Obsession;
Power, Lust and Greed are Humanities Recession.
We hear of plans for a New World Order,
But it's just an Excuse to build more borders;
For blocking out The Heartfelt, Peaceful People-
To construct more Shopping Malls, Fast Food Chains and Religious Steeples.

They think of Themselves as Powerful and Elite,
But They're just like Us: Flesh-Covered, Breathing Anatomical Meat. 
The Rich control Politicians through Media, blocking out The Spirit World;
Simply because They've grown so compulsively bored-
Of Their Expensive Cars and Underground Pools;
Lavish Homes and Heirs that drool.
With Their Tax-Cuts They control Everything,
Including the Radio Hits Our Children sing.

Our Eyes and Minds need to be Open:
To See the Image They want to finish..
Together We can All decide if that's Truly what WE wish.



Written By:
Emma Lea Mills
02/04/2012


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I Now Know Why The Call You The Devil

i hell (held) a sack of brown papered flour in my virgin hands 
i hell (held) an small round specked egg in my young hands
all to receive a grade
i hell (held) a little life, rapped tightly in my arms 
and preyed to give unlimited love and unyielding safety     

but not one thing in my pre-adult life  
could prepare me for 
watching someone deceitfully end my life
take what small unique tiny breaths 
in my unknowing body 
and needle me up with chronic disease 
and shelter my knowing whit (with) 
politic deceit  
 
i made a fool out of myself 
by thinking, Gods laws would protect me
and only the good are good when no one can see 
and the wind rustle in the trees 
and evil lives in the home and hearth of the many   


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Heat

Heat
It is hot! The air above me suffocates, lacking breeze.
This July eve, the heat affects me most.
Tomorrow, I will end one affiliation and begin anew.
The future causes my brow to arch, the heat adding to my discomfort.

This house, my home is large and strong, but may not survive the coming storm.
All before me, I must be willing to cede as a consequence of this nights decisions.
I feel the heat began to crescendo into a fire storm. 

I envision myself appearing at the very gates of Hell.
I finish my dress and put on my coat realizing, soon, this will be my home no longer.
I will be branded a traitor in my native country, a patriot in my new. 

As I sit in the Congress, I am alone if not for Jefferson and my Congressional Secretary. The 
document prepared by Jefferson beckons my signature. I am overcome with emotion as I, 
John Hancock, President of the Congress, slowly, in large bold script, sign The Declaration of 
Independence. 

As I return to my home, I realize this heat will not go away for a long time.
I return to say goodbye.


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I'll Never Be The President


I'll Never Be The President... I have no intentions to be the president... This world is not my eternal residence! I Have no intentions to live in a cathedral.. Nor to engage in what's merely "procedural." I have no intentions of getting too "political..." I don't want to be too "hypocritical." I have no intentions of being "famous" or "admired." This is not my ambition, nor my desire! My intentions I hope are pretty clear... To follow Jesus... Whom I love so dear! My intention is do my very best... To live for Christ. I am so blessed! My intention is to focus on this one goal… To seek after God with all of my soul! My intentions need to be fixed and directed. Following God's word, as I'm daily "corrected." My intention is to focus on Christ with my mind! And to give him my life and my time! Christ' intention is to be my Lord and friend. And to cleanse me from the darkness within! Christ intends to always be faithful and true! He's always there for ME and for YOU! By Jim Pemberton


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2007CG Creator and Angels fight for Freedom

By the mountain tops men like gaints in USA air land and seas like
a lighting strikes his mind fight on sharp all books of lanuages for
them to find the code the plans their love that keeps them fighting
on is the woemen and baby what is your quest what can we give 
to you and your men but honor glory as the grapes of rapture stands
we honor the and troops for evermore like the evergreen our love
is good even in the snow ice cold LOVE for your troops are like
the roses that have grown on the evergreen in mist of icly cold
America we love you all.  Our men in America our like gaints that
stand by the eagle and songbird that are on Mountain tops
our bird red with white wings and blue eyes our songbird and
of course eagle that fly for evermore our fountain of youth the
evergreen


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An old motto renewed

woke up this morning
to an epiphany
of how your world works
be the best you can be
the best human 3 coil double flusher you can be
at first i was upset
in denial
that i too could live up to such high standards
how could i ever compete with such human waste
when they practice being a walking talking waste of skin everyday
acting it out
singing it
and making more money just by practicing an old motto renewed

Thats the only power you have over me
to be or not to be
a huge clog in the toilet we know as life
and i could practice it
all day and all night
no point in dancing around it in denial
but that might make me worth something
if i could pull off the feat of unequal measure
and finding someone to label what they really are
and laugh at the fact that they are oblivious to how your world works

Practicing being a total waste of skin
and then blame it on someone else
and hang their dead baby off my neck
but nope i'm better than that
i can be the best 3 coiler double flusher i can be
without any practice
just human nature at this point

Act 1 scene 2
making one person living a lie
look like a good person
as the rest of the play is all about everybody competes for the reward of being a clog in the 
toilet we call life
Song and dance
still the same glory
and yet soo many of you basking in your power
of who is or isnt in denial of how your world works
practice makes perfect i guess
no point in trying to change anything
just go dangle someone elses dead baby off your neck

an old motto renewed
be the best double flusher i can be
live it, sing it, paractice it to one day show the world their brand new lie
and next lesson of how to be succesfull at something
that will only come naturaly
why not?


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Knock It Down

down down down, knock it down to the basement 
blowing stuff up for a book never made sense 
the books were made, we've been screwed since
religion should be talked about in past tense
hence, the age of ignorance is over 
ill put the burdens of the weak on my shoulders
its a heavy weight to carry 
but death is a women i would gladly marry 
if it means i could stop the torment and destruction 
of our youth, they don't deserve to be corrupted
the mind is pure, void of superstition 
don't transmit unto your loved one your condition 
let them grow up, and make their own decision 
because i know if you did they would never choose the same path 
they would figure out the simple math  
they would never be so arrogant
to believe this world was heaven sent 
and was made with them in mind
they would reject any mention of a being divine 
only wealth and religion can cause a man to be so vain 
eternity, what is there to gain 
is this life and this world not enough for you 
you need another, and another, and another too
it is sad to see you wasting the only life you have 
don't let your children fall victim to the same fad


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Oh Syria

The Halal slaughterers used to come at dawn,
they came to kill the lambs,
they would cut their throats, in the shape of a smile.

The slaughterers came at dawn,
and they killed the kids,
they cut their throats in the shape of a smile.

Did they smile as they did the deed?
Are they still smiling now?
What kind of man, and what kind of creed,
can contemplate this, and how?

Where are the teachings of their God?
What are their true beliefs?
Are they truly righteous folks?
Or are they merely, thieves?

Who hide behind a chosen creed,
and say they are God's men,
I say they lie, I say they heed,
cruel, and evil orders, then,

unleash their ignorance on those they see,
as enemies of their master,
an ugly, murderous mess ensues,
for the many innocents, disaster.

And here in our 'nice' democracies,
we sit and watch on our TVs
as evil flaunts its wicked grin,
and thousands commit the most wicked sin,

and again we do not lift a finger,
the bad tastes from other wars still linger,
we wait to see what will unfold,
too late for those who'll never grow old!


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democracy

democracy may look to some, to seem
a hell of a way to run a government
can two parties be on the same team?
that it works at all is a wonderment 

what rancor could be made of this?
this would pass for a party plank
be it elephant's or a donkey's to kiss
it's squeaky wheels we have to thank

we engage in rhetoric harsh to prove
our point is the truth or so we say,
so take your firm stance, and move!
be it right or left, the other way

we're gonna block your filly buster!
horse tradin' is 'fer checkin' teeth
uncompromisin' deals pass 'fer muster
some party's purpose is to deceive

our founding fathers, gentlemen all
taught that with good speaking skills
our House divided can not fall?
it's Senate's turn to pass some bills

our leaders are honest ones, with ability
vision for the nations future direction
turn this ship with statesmen's civility
to please citizenry's best cross section

yet with serious tone of impending disaster
if esteemed colleagues should get their say
they speak to press with sound bites faster
to sway opinion polls, today's power play

the whole process makes the thoughtful wonder
about the ability of political men to work
for their point to prove, and pull asunder
national harmony, as we all go berserk

democracy may look to some, to seem
a hell of a way to run a government
two parties can be on the same team,
as compromise doesn't breed discontent

to know political relations are symbiotic
the nature of democracy is a bit chaotic

© Goode Guy 2011-06-24

dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal.


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Mesquito

Mesquito

I know God loves us
and so does Jesus the Mesiah
I like to think
that they'd like to stand beside us
but, we turn our backs on them day and night
I wonder how he bares the sight
when he looks down upon you and me
look around at what he sees
we trash the earth and stomp his laws
then many blame him when things go wrong
and what happened to his nation and it's culture?
it scarcely exists outside of his words, prose, and songs
even though it is readily available
in almost everybody's home
no faith and his culture will disapear
so long my love so long
for what purpose will we exist
at war with creations thrown


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world we live in

I see there’s been another teen stabbed
Another child abused
Another girl raped
Another new born baby abandoned by her dad
When i turn on the news 
I just see the entire world’s hate
A convicted paedophile out early living next to a school
But you’re more concerned about a jersey shore girl moaning that her ex is a fool
What about the teenage girl who got killed & left in a pool
Cause she never had sex as a rule
After seeing her mother sleeping around
And running back to guys who gave her a beating down
Never had the strength to take her daughter & say I’m leaving town 
You want to understand my rage? Listen
They’ll provide counselling for the rapist, paedophiles, and murderers, the ones who face prison
But nothing for the families or rape victim
Everyone is so talkative until real stuff happens, then they don’t like to speak
Chucking ice water over their heads without knowing the cause
Then a girl does it in her bra to get more likes & retweets 
I see Kate and William are having another baby
With the whole world going crazy
But why should i care? It’s no more important than any other child
I just take all o0f this in even though some is scary
And wake up to start a new day with another smile 


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The World As I See It

The world as I see it isn’t exactly rainbows and butterflies
More like a huge on and off storm
Gray and glum, barely freeing sunlight
Save the shiny trickling beams
Down the crevice within the clouds
Where the gloomy sky is ruled by corruption and greed
And the abundant puddles are overtaken by misfortune and impoverishment
The storms exist from colliding air pressures
Which have different ideals and proposals
But cease to get along
And because of them, small organisms on the surface
Must live through conflict 
And suffer through the consequences of social injustice
But cries are answered
And the heavens respond
When the clouds part and the sea stills
And those narrow trickles of light
Turn into full on oceans
And light floods the surface instead of water
The colliding forces compromise
And everyone else finally benefits
From the world’s delicacies
Although it was not what was originally intended


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Our World

In a place full of technicalities,
And immorality,
Many search for financial immortality,

Few fight feelings of gravity,
Unable to agree with reality,
Another casualty, accepted casually,
Blind faith of causality?

Bad or good,
Yet not so simple,
Sword of shield,
Choice is instrumental,

Black and white, are details,
On track, not derailed,
Subliminal messages make things seem,
But where's the grey area in between?


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Locked And Blocked(In A War Torn Part Of Africa)

A forceful pungent smell
Hits me from this piece of land
Smeared with the precious blood
Of countless innocent people

Many vultures here hover
Over carcasses
Of several dead

I hear syllables
Of the long familiar refrain
Tightly knit together
Sounding clearer and clearer
At each virtual instance:

Don't leave me in the dark
Don't leave me in complete darkness
Sweet sister

For long have I waited
The light of day
Passionately have I endured
The troubles of the gloomy hours

The sky is unusually starry
And overcast
Morning seems a thousand
Years distant.

Proclivity gave birth
To rapid procreation
Insincerity paved the chance
For lust and greed

Alas, this country is in prison
And constant fears
In morbid grief
And mortal tears.


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Truth To Be Told

The capacity of humanity, we're taught is limited.
We push for beyond creativity. For creativity, what truly holds us.
When will it run out? A idea, thought and question we don't want to hope about.
Creativity is the key to freedom, freedom is what we long for. 
But we are step on the process, cut ourselves. Thinking we are winning...
Those who know the truth, willing laughing in our faces.


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Liz

Fair maiden with thy skin a milky hue.
Who rul'd kingdom forty years and more.
The church curs'd opposers this thou knew
'Stiny was at thy side praise Him galore.
Thy faith diffr'd but conscience fled thee not
Cancer would take thee Sister to her grave
Thus leaving thee the crown comm'ners all sought
in dreams; but loyal subjects knew it nave,
to seek the emblem rested 'pon thy head.
Although thou had'st suitors thou weren't a wife
Fi'ry passion burn'd like thy hair red.
Queen chaste married to Christ for all thy life
Embroil'd with the French many a year.
Thou keepest loyal subjects safe from fear



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Generations of Valor


          They stand together
          Soldiers young and old
          As we sit down beside them
          Their stories unfold

Tell me son
What happened to you
Please take your time
I wish to hear you through

    I was out on patrol
    Looking for improvised devices
    Their made of plastic now
    For modern sacrifices

    But this one was different
    It was set on remote
    Triggered at distance
    As the enemy gloat

    Catapulted, bleeding
    As i land on the sand
    My face lacerated
    As are my hands

    My left hand has gone
    As are my eyes
    My emotions are drained
    I can no longer cry

    I am flown home
    To Edwards Air Base
    Not the way i left
    A new tomorrow i face

My brave young son
I shall cry for you
Yes tomorrow is new
But we will see it through

    As he wipes his tears
    His son says to his father
    Tell me your story again
    So my thoughts again gather

Well it was so long ago
And although i am old
The horrors of wars
Should always be told

It was the 6th of June
1944
The day the war had turned
And what we fought for

I was one of thousands
As we hit the beaches
Under heavy fire
Bodies bleeding, bodies bleached

After being pinned down for hours
We finally made a breakthrough
Their lines broken
Our determination pursued

Our objective, Bayeux
To cut off the road to Caen
Re-assemble and group
As we mean to go on

We were on the outskirts
As a 109E attacked
My platoon was strafed
As its bullets impact

I was hit three times
In my legs and chest
Shipped back home
Asking why i was blessed

After the war
In the Army i stayed
As an injury councillor
For other wars have been played

          Father and son stood together
          Hugged for tomorrow
          Yes, there will be more wars
          And what they bring is sorrow




http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/war-6.php


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America Without God

America is being destroyed 
from perversion within.
As it’s people indulge
in wickeness and sin. 

The moral fabric that our country
once held so dear.
Is now beginning to dissappear. 

Many judges seek to remove 
God from our land.
Traditional marriage...
 they don't understand. 

From the neighbor’s house 
to the college dorms,
Perversion is legal in so many forms. 

Our money reads: “in God we trust.” 
Many are addicted to
perversion and lust. 

Nothing of God seems to
be sacred anymore.
While his judgement draws
close to our nation’s door. 

This so called “freedom” that
many have “enjoyed,”
Is causing our great country
to be destroyed. 

America must heed the Savior’s call,
Only God can give true freedom to all. 

HIS word is our country’s
true foundation.
Without him in our lives... 
we’re doomed as a nation! 

By Jim Pemberton 
2008



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VII: Conquered

A single, unnoticed ray of light
shooting across the sky at night
straight down to my head
in our conversations 
it is, as it has always been
between the King and I.

He tells me what he sees, 
and he feels for the unworthy
he cares for the damned
though he see the lies
that are fed from the lies
of the leaders

Return soon, brother in arms
return from the sea, comrade
walk upon the shore
or walk on water
once more for the doubters
the King knows all about us
alas, he has not returned yet
I will know that day
once, twice, more like seven times
to the exact the moment he's raised

Conquered by all of the hope 
of your allies
the few that still dare to 
believe in you
very same as the ones
who keep feeding you
in the outskirts of our realizations
the dreadful dreary dreamy illusions

The King best exists in the pretense 
of pretendness
at the moment just before, your mind intervened
and cast in just a shadow of doubt
that spread rapidly far, and between
this now makes him limited,
now I have my chance
to pull the wool off the greatest wolf
the world shall break its trance
I am now your lord
I feel all the world
I am always yours,
your Magus.


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Humble Resolution

There’s a line that needs to be drawn
As the sickness is coming on
We’re battling a war here
Don’t know the reason behind this fear
It consumes us as we reflect on this horrific mess
But we’re coming with our judgment and our political address
It seems we can’t stay quiet and just make nice
Pointing fingers at the world for making this strife
We scream and fight for the right to be right
 There’s a whispering in our ears that we’ll win this fight
This is the dawn of a new age, a coming revolution
But we’re missing the point, the need for resolution
And as we look down at the blood in our hands
We see this pain as a means to the end
Pick up our armor, cling to our security
We’re all just scared of this hopeless reality
That the end to the struggle requires a humble retreat
The ability to turn around and admit defeat


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I am the antichrist

The music is my power
soo negative dragging you down
two edged sword to remind you
that amidst the happy lyrics
and the wars of this world
we're better off to be strong and remind ourselves we are living a lie
to save us from the nightmare
of the terrorism being a dream come true

Broken homes
negativity
hate
something to fight for
nothing making sense
so sing a happy tune and look at the real world around you
and how lieing to yourself does what

My plan to end the world
I hate you all
I want you all dead
Im a spy from a disatnt land
telling you everything
now help me
scratch my back
bleieve
and stand strong to fight me

Im out meddling for war
looking for all the heros to corner
You dont have to like me
but your better off with me on your side

I'll spe4ak my hate openly
I'll tell you my plan
but doesnt mean thats the one im following

I am the antichrist
the power
the leader of prophets and the false
i plan to fail
set me free
give in
give in to me
Im the worlds best friend by nbeing their truthfull dummy blind enemy

make the protest for peace big
Im building you up for your next war
your only chance is to be informed
and know if you dont take your stand
another and another falls
and i win again over and over

I hate this world
every boy girl woman and child and man
im here to destroy everything
and this is how
i could be telling you the truth
somethoing to think about 
but dont lose sight of me
i could be throwing you off
a nonchalant attempt at defeating myself to get what i came to get
is it over yet?

So egg me on and think i have no control and as the stage goes onrepeat forever
I'll be back to win you over
I hate you too
and loving me is a fear
I am manipulative and deceptive
be strong
dont be led by greed and temptation

Another false prophet catches on to what i'm all about
where im heqading
what im doing and he may be annointed
years of being fed our fears
we were born for this
why are we here?

Heaven is not our home
mans plan
and soo many enemies among ouyr territory haunting our imaginations
lets prove the facts or die trying


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A Nation Born In A Day

A Nation Born In A Day Tribute to 15 May, 1948 – Israel’s Declaration of Independence “7Before she goes into labor, she gives birth; before the pains come upon her, she delivers a son. 8 Who has ever heard of such a thing? Who has ever seen such things? Can a country be born in a day or a nation be brought forth in a moment? Yet no sooner is Zion in labor than she gives birth to her children." Isa 66:7-8 NIV Even before she goes into labor Before the pains begin She gives birth and delivers A nation born to reign No sooner is Zion in labor Than her children come forth Peace and wealth promised Brought to her hearth The Messiah will save her For the Lord is coming with fire His chariots like a whirlwind Provide such victory to admire The Lord will execute judgment Many wicked will be slain The nations will view His glory Israel’s given to fame A nation born in a day Is by God a miracle Never to be repeated Israel to earth the model Born to glorify the Messiah Unlike days in the past Brings forth children of glory Humble and steadfast. Copyright © 2007-2012 Maureen LeFanue www.maureenlefanue.com


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ON THIS DAY: 01.20.09

In 1963 Dr. King gave a speech in Washington D.C.
it was a most stirring address that became a prophecy
he made mention of a dream of an America he had invisioned
one with justice, equality for all and no more racial division

In 1964 the Civil Rights Bill was signed and enacted
that federal law designed to have racism in America impacted
yet the struggle continued and the battle raged on
but God had something coming up on the horizon

In 2004 a man of mixed race decided to take up the cause
a Columbia grad with a Harvard degree who did not stop to pause
based in Illinois he ran for the United States Senate seat
and despite the odds against him the opposition he did beat

In 2007 God move Senator Obama to the next phase
the Spirit compelled him to step up and enter the Presidential race
many thought he was an upstart and by many he was rejected
as he wasn't a part of the early movement and wasn't what they expected
But God will use any kind of man to accomplish His goals
all He requires is an obedient servant who allows Him to be in control

In 2008 the Democratic Primary was a most unpleasant fight
it was not only about gender it became about Black and White
but the youth of today stepped up, joined in and took a stance
and the young Senator from Illinois now had a fighting chance
and after the dust had settled it became a very clear choice
the American people voted and the world heard their voice

that young upstart Senator Barack Obama won the Presidential race
and now the most powerful job in this world belongs to a man with a Black face
but more importantly he's a man who doesn't distinquish himself by his color
he's the President of every American citizen Jews, Gentiles, Sisters and Brothers

It was not a coincidence that on the day he won his party's nomination
it was 45 years to the day that Dr. King addressed the entire nation
it was not a coincidence it was all God's design
that this young intelligent black man would have his season at this time

a people delivered from slavery into the ultimate seat of power
on this day in U.S. history African American's shining hour
to be vindicated and now elevated
to be validated and now celebrated

Oh yes we can for hope has been renewed and restored
Oh yes we can pray that peace will reign again once more
On This Day the Rev. Dr. King's dream become divine
On This Day January 20th in the year 2009
ON THIS DAY


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Hero's

You’re our hero
The poor and impoverished 
Captive starving millions
Cry
Tears of anguish
Tears of dread

The cost of their Hero’s burial
Is too their debt
Their sacrifice 
The living for their leader 

The hungry little ones 
Cry
The world watches on
In fear

My Hero gave it all
His life
A willing sacrifice 
His perfect life
His perfect love
His cost
Our hatred
That we might live

His excruciating death
Has not left us comfortless
And soon to be 
Our resurrection of renewal

We the loyal few weep for what we did
His life for ours
The rest rejoice because you died
The world now looks on 
In fear

©? Brenda V Northeast              29 Dec. 2011

 
 


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THE HINGE OF HISTORY

THE HINGE OF HISTORY


The hinge of history swings in all directions 
As the happenings of the past are written down.
Out of all that has occurred since man's beginnings, 
Less has been recorded than waits to be found.

Babylonians kept chronicles of history,
Hebrews wrote the past as a dramatic story. 
Greeks had no faith in the future at all,
Believing mans repeated errors doom his glory.

Christians added a new dimension to history,
Looking forward to Christ’s return to earth. 
An on going drama involving man and God,
Believing all are created of equal worth.

Some have asked why must we study history; 
It just encourages us to live in the past.
When we forget history we repeat its mistakes, 
As the outcome of humanity is cast.

By Tom Zart
 


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The Battle of Armageddon

This world and all
 of it's confusion.
Shall one day reach a
 dramatic conclusion.

All of the wars and battles shall end.
That day our Messiah returns
 to earth again.

So much has clearly been 
said and written.
Concerning the final battle 
called Armageddon.

Have you been paying attention
 to the latest news.
Concerning the country of 
Israel and the Jews?

Israel will be alone that dreadful day.
All of the Jews will bow 
their heads to pray.

All at once... They'll look
 up into the sky!
Behold!  Their messiah 
returns from on high!

On a white horse...  Jesus and his 
army shall prevail.
All of man's weapons will be 
destroyed and fail.

He shall reveal himself, along 
with his pierced hands.
And will reign triumphant
 throughout the lands.

He shall rule and reign for 1000 years.
There'll be peace and ;joy. 
 No more tears.

Will you be with him when he returns?
Or here on earth... as this world burns?

Heaven or hell.  Which will be
 your home?
The choice is yours.  
And yours alone...

By JIm Pemberton  
03/10/09


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The Stolen Generations

The tripping lights,the spinning sound,
At long last,the switch was found.

Complicated situations, feeling the vibrations,
Of the numbing sensation of the mind in control
Of this bodyless soul.

Being prodded and poked while being provoked,
My walls came tumbling down,
And I couldn't even make a sound.

This price i'm paying it doesn't seem right.
Is my weight worth gold for whats really being sold?
It's too late she cries, tossing and turning,
Hating her own demise.

Would she have been more wise
If she could have seen,
The hurt in these blue eyes,
The chances that could have been.

I never had a chance to tell my side of the story.
The moments that could have been,
Our crowning moment of glory.

My dreams are shattered, I feel battered and bruised.
I once felt welcomed, now I feel used.

With one last gasp of air, my soul slipped away,
My mummy had her abortion, on my 1st birthday.


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What's Right Or Wrong Anymore


Very seldom do I hear 
 any complaints.
Regarding the lacking
of moral restraints.

It seems like many are under
 some kind of a "spell."
What's right or wrong? 
 Many can't even tell!

Where are the moral leaders
 this nation needs?
As the heart of this nation continually bleeds.

Many chuches provide
very little discretion.
Pretending to be "Godly" ... yet no moral direction.

No wonder many people don't 
know what to believe.
A lifestyle of lying, drugs and
 sex is what they achieve.

In their lives, they have 
no "moral boundary."
Many carrying a load of "dirty laundry."

To those of you who want 
satisfaction and victory too...
There is a "moral compass" 
that's freely offered to you!

This "moral compass," 
is God's word...a solid foundation!
Which speaks of HIS love
 and his gift of salvation!

If your life is filled with hurt, 
and has no true meaning.
It's in the direction of Jesus 
you need to be leaning!

You don't have to live in 
despair and defeat.
Jesus' grace and love will 
make your life complete!

By Jim Pemberton 
2007


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Gnosis

We seek to wrought with no Desire Detached from all Earthly Pleasures So yearning to know but with what do you hold? That are way is wrong, aren't we all greedy with lust and lustful for power? How can you know what is right When all we Ever Wanted was Wrong? Dreaming a Dream filled with Ignorant Knowledge It is what Tears us Apart When we thought we were Right We were Never so Wrong How can we Know what is Right when the ignorance settled so long ago? Humanity has killed The Divine with Desire Seek to know what is right In your heart For you; 'tis different for all Never agree unless your heart accepts Always seek Find your Personal Logos Be Enlightened Seek the Gnosis


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Go Vote!

   

Picking a president to run this nation,
Is our duty and honor and should be done with great jubilation.

Choosing the right one should be done with principles and tact,
Reverence, honesty, with moral convictions should be an equation to the fact.

Campaign speeches are just smoking mirrors that hardly ever get done,
How many have stood behind their promises after they won.

My number one thing is he has to be a Christian and follow Gods word,
Be loyal to this country and restore its morals am I being absurd?

I think our Constitution has been changed till it no longer really works,
And if our forefathers could see it they’d probably go gunning for the jerks.

We have thrown decency out the window and morals got shoved out the door,
I’d like to see that eagle soar high and be proud of this country once more.

I love this country with all my heart and my soul,
And seeing these old standards renewed is my utmost reward and my goal.

Make your choice as wisely as you possibly can,
Let’s all pray together we elect the right man.


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BENCHMARK OF TRUST

Would you trust a crock, To baby sit your child?
Would you trust a cobra, To guard you in the wild?
Would you trust a Lion, Safe keeping sheep at night?
Would you trust a bear, In the dark or the light?
Would you trust a thief, With a ten karat stone?
Or even a predator, With your kids all alone?
Would you leave your house, And not lock the door?
Would a crack user, Never smoke anymore?
Would you trust a liar, Never to deceive?
And for a politician, For no one can believe.
Would you trust the Devil, To tell you what is good?
When it’s clearly stated, The author of falsehood,
So how do ya trust Obama, Anytime day or night?
Cause a snake is just a snake, In any dark or the light.
And what about Muslims, Where is their alliance?
Do they worship God? Never! They are in defiance.
Their goal is abolish, Christianity forever,
With Obama as president. Their ploy is very clever.
So what is the solution, The other party to elect?
From frying pan to the fire,  An attempt to correct.
It’s not about the party, For most will all agree,
It’s being represented, By the powers that there be.
It’s not a brand new concept, To have your voice heard,
That’s why we fought the British, To have a spoken word.
You deserve or entitled, A socialist ideal.
Obama got elected, On that deceiving spiel.
I could go on and on, But I think I’ve said enough,
Cleaning up the government, Is gonna be very rough.


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Worship

Occupy the Emerald City; circumvent the greed. stand until the crumpled silence reaches yonder hill. But it remains a pity; hearts will always bleed. cessation of violence, targets lighter kill. Mind changes will to bone; novel prospects, dread. Windows' vaulted mysteries lofty eyes retreat. Hunger is best intoned; when keepers are fed, hopelessness makes history, media loves meat. Cannibal convention; appetite for treason, sanctity is mealtime, breathless shallow days. Animal intention; starving with the season, facing loss in realtime, everybody prays....


Details | Didactic | |

America, In God We Trust

We will not forget God!
He is in our lives and from sea to sea
He is ever alive in you and in me
He truthfully reigns over everything
We will shout praises and we’ll sing
Let our Liberty ring!  Let our Liberty ring!
We will pledge His great name and ever proclaim
Declaring God lives and we trust in His name!


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IRAQI SAND

If you take Iraqi sand
And you mix it with some water
It will soften like the land
Spilled with blood of sons and daughters..
Now take it in your hand
Hold it gently in the sunlight
It will shapen at command
When the temperature is just right..
Make a place in which you set it
On the sturdiest foundation
It will strengthen if you let it
Into the mightiest of nations..
You see a house that's built by many
Can withstand the test of one
But if you choose to omit any
That can slowly be undone..


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Running On Empty

You're so distant
And yet so near.
Sometimes I wish
I could change my year.
I want to be with you
I wish you were mine.
But here in the real world
Friends is fine.

I've stood on a mountain
I've swallowed the sea.
So many came looking 
But they couldn't find me.
I told all my stories
They hung me up high.
As they walked away laughing
It wasn't my goodbye.

See me on a runaway train,
Running out of tracks.
You can't stop me turning round,
Filling in all the cracks.

Caught you on Fifth Avenue
Hustling, to find your way.
So high that you didn't see me
Only thought it right to pay.
Motel rooms, look all the same
Blowing like a sea breeze.
Left a scar in my memory
With you down on your knees.

Faith and hope and charity
Standing by my side.
Four modern horsemen
Being taken for a ride.
Did I get back too late?
Has the damage all been done?
It seems that we've evolved
From the needle to the gun.

See me on a runaway train,
Running out of tracks.
You can't stop me turning round,
Filling in all the cracks.

Why did they all ignore me?
I can't believe I cried.
Doesn't any one remember?
The day that Kennedy died.
Where were you in ‘63?
Did you want to be alone?
I never thought of calling
All you had to do was phone.

Now I cry myself to sleep
Only myself to blame.
I told them all I was fine
No one guessed I was insane.
I held the world in my hands
I though that I had plenty.
No-one on the outside
Can see I'm running on empty.

See me on a runaway train,
Running out of tracks.
You can't stop me turning round,
Filling in all the cracks.


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Misfortunes of War and Beyond no More

The price we pay 
For these countries of ours
Battlefield loss
Coffined towers
 
Daughters and sons
Gunned down
Patriotic souls
Perish, under Nature's sun
 
Terrorist war, i cant understand
To fight each other, my thoughts bland
Muslim, Sunni or Shiite Bro's
Severe grudge, Suicide blows
 
No faith, can comprehend
The sender of this degenerate send
Martyr's picked, soon forgotten
As the world denounces, faiths so rotten
 
West Bank, Basra, Baghdad too
Exhibits in this modern Zoo
Kill your neighbour, slay a friend
On the news, images send
 
Close to home these cowards strike
Maim and kill, their consience wiped
Off to where they are supposed to go
Forever land, where nothing flows
 
If faith exists on this magic land
Would what you see, be in its plan
To do what we do, and think it's best
All faiths would be, under arrest
 
If we are all under the one
So many wrongs have humans brung
For this Highlander to understand
Who is indeed, in charge of this land
 
Before you answer, please observe
To actually who, do humans serve
So many idols, are they human made
Whose do we walk, on earths esplanade
 
The answer is there for all to know
Open minds, allow the flow
It may not be, what you think it's been
It may be around you, everyday seen
 
Nature, nature in your might
Observe this planet, in your sight
Render wrongs, display whats true
Remind your tribes, what they should do
 
Way back then, explosion new
The cycle of me and you
If we don't understand what we are here for
Misfortunes of War & Beyond no More


http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/war-2.php


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This Fourth Of July

This 4th Of July

To my fellow Americans, 
during this 4th of July.
I have a question. Here's why;

When we salute our flag
 ever so grand.
Our country's foundation
 is sinking in "quicksand."

This is because.  From God...  
We're way "off course."
Driven by lust, greed
 and an "immorality force  ."

Our ungodly government
 continues to rule.
Anything of God has been 
removed from the school.

We hear of  "separation of 
church and state."
Anything of God...  
Many people do hate!

America!  Listen to what 
this message is about.
Everything of God is 
slowly being taken out!

We must return to Jesus...  
Our freedom indeed.
This is the right direction our 
country must lead.

Godly living is worth the cost.
For without God... 
 America is forever 
doomed and lost!

By Jim Pemberton
2007


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Someone Asked Me About Marriage

Someone Asked Me About Marriage…

Someone asked me about marriage, as a matter of fact…
I thought; “what kind of questions is that?”

“Let me ask a questions…  If I may?”
“Do you read what the God’s word has to say?”

Marriage is still and will always be one woman and man.
I don’t care how many laws we have in our land!

No matter if many churches and people claim; “civil rights.”
Anything different than a man and woman is NOT right!”

The first chapter of Romans makes it pretty clear…
The days of wickedness have drawn ever near!

God’s wrath revealed against all ungodly living!
Think about the garbage our country is giving!

It speaks of men and women leaving their natural affection.
Burning in lust toward one another
 with an ungodly attention!

For this cause God has given many over to a reprobate mind…
Many get involved with perversions of many kinds!

Professing themselves to be wise, many have become “fools.”
By not obeying God’s word… But their own “set of rules.”

Marriage is something designed many years ago.
It was Adam and Eve in the beginning…  This we know!

My question to you is: “Why not give God a chance?”
His truth remains the same!  Whatever the circumstance!

No court of law can change what God has established!
Everything that’s not of God is simply a lot of “rubbish.”

Jesus is coming back for a bride without “a wrinkle or a spot.”
It’s time we come clean and become
 “blood bought!”

Being the bride of Christ is the most important thing!
He is the bridegroom and eternal love he brings!

By Jim Pemberton


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Holy War

   Sorrow soars on the celestial sphere
On wings of silver birds
Distraught are the comforts of many
Given to pleasure of the prophet of man 
Armed with the gospel of Allah.
   A gesture to the flying protector of the Holy Land
A powerful hand to coerce collapse
This message of greater value
Has been returned unto you 
A cavernous exile.
   Gods collide 
To the messenger gives doctrine
One shall command annihilation of many
A clash of faith, departed
The innocents.
   Unto Israel your anger flows
Yet the Eagle fly’s near, watching
To the Heavens you seek for knowledge 
Interpretations defined
The proclamation of war indefinite.
   Deceptions in patience arise
One God’s fury strikes
Fear translates into understanding 
Bolts of heightened steel take flight
To bring to not, the Eagles castle.
   Souls of vacant bodies speak
A new army for the war
Upon the Mount of Olives they stand
Waiting for the messenger of Allah
To oppose the will of YHWH.	
   And the Eagles wings held flight
Screeching down upon the messenger; punishment
This Holy Land remains the dream
Immortal direction subsided
Israel stands keeper of the gate
Holy war.


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Armed

Be it one who has will 
A power to fight
That sand mans kill
One’s own plight  

For freedom, it be taken
To this He be not blind
Take shells with centers and break in
Our peace one day we’ll find


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Lost

What is the matter, cannot find your way?
Stop then these wicked games that you play
Liberium est non liberi, freedom is not free
Why then can you not see, just like me?

That the way to finally be found
Is not to be found wanting, waiting around
For someone to hold out their hand
Take you off to heaven, to play in the sand.

Get off of my back, get off your hind end
Pray to God to release you, from your evil sin
Give pause to the minds of yesterday old
The gift that they gave is not ever, ever to be sold!


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The Divine

We built ourselves a universe We were the first cause The unmoved mover The grand architect We watched the people from a far As they dwelled in our world They always wonders "why" and "who am I" An answer we did not give Who are the mortal to know About the divine So they made their own Gods and prophets All right; and all are wrong Some stood the test of time But some just couldn't rhyme So they diminished thier delusions in time They fight and deny all other beliefs Why? It makes no sense to us Why all the big fuss? Cant they all be right? And all wrong? Why do they start discord When they worship the ones of concord Now, it is us the first cause The unmoved mover The grand architect Who are meant to ask "why" and "who are we" When all they do is fight more Far from the true truth


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Aquarian Dream II- Leaving Kali Yuga

A glimpse in your gilded eyes Tells me all inside your lieing mind How can you Stand without a spine How can you speak without a will Failed to announce the pain Will they realize the illusion Is it all to late? The lies that are so common Have put up a delusion Infront Of the people's mind So deep away from the dark Will we come when father is coming For us, is it all to late? Soft little messenger I dare you to spread the word About our dying world All come far and near Listen to what we have been waiting to hear The walls have broken down The gates have been breached The Keep stormed in Praise and sing They have killed our king Our conformity is on it's last day All Black Skies have been tainted with grey Our flags are now just tinder The palace has all been burned to cinders Our Empire has fell Praise and sing They have killed our king I see the light of a dawning Age Let a new era begin An Aquarian dream a day where we are all free Inside our minds; our hidden refuge But there's no need to hide perfection Concordia shall be our queen Justice, independence, liberty are our only virtues free to be whoever our heart let's us be Go to the tower, strike the bell Soft little messenger And tell of Victory All come far and near Listen to what we have been waiting to hear The walls have broken down The gates have been breached The Keep stormed in Praise and sing They have killed our king Our conformity is on it's last day All Black Skies have been tainted with grey Our flags are now just tinder The palace has all been burned to cinders Our Empire has fell Praise and sing They have killed our king All come far and near Listen to what we have been waiting to hear The walls have broken down The gates have been breached The Keep stormed in Praise and sing They have killed our king Our conformity is on it's last day All Black Skies have been tainetd with grey Our flags are now just tinder The palace has all been burned to cinders Our Empire has fell Praise and sing They have killed our king


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2 Minutes Of Exposure

Working with what I got n what I got is what I taught myself cuz school never gave me much but the touch n dash or sprinkle of lies that this government wants us to know since the knowing is growing as evolution would occur but occur is what they dont want as uprising would occur so downsizing is much better in their frame of mind their bind is population the acceleration of my mind is like zero to sixty in one second in uh second is all it takes to tell you the truth about the world we live in...LIE. The truth itself is far from reality the reality we know is a LIE since we live to die yet I stopped asking why cuz why is why im in the predicament im in now the knowing of truth is like a revelation that very few know cuz the eyes that are to be wide open are closed and what I say will be loathed but I care less unless change is made and this world is not paid...off like the accused to the accuser the user of this tactic is in front of our eyes but we will never be free unless we see the lies....


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Logos

Logos! The Word of God What is the Word of God? to kill whom detest and perceive God in a foreign Manner? but isn't to Love thy neighbor as thyself? You must truly hate yourselves then Deny all, what is left to accept your heart will call back


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A Prayer for Haiti

I pray dear God to grant reprieve
To Haitian brother in dire need.
Spirit, instill a strength divine,
Transform his heart as loving Guide.
May healing hands inspire hope,
May grace and love our prayers provoke.
Raise Haiti’s head, with conqu’ring faith
You will prevail, you will prevail. Amen.


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One Two Eight Nine Eight

Handsome young face,
Rushing to his death,
Fear is brushed aside,
This firefighter hero,
Is not one to hide...

Climbing stairs to heaven,
Rescue on his mind,
So very much different,
Than the evil kind...

Who kill in God's name,
Isn't that absurd?
To slay without regard,
Innocent men and women,
The most Godless thing
I've ever heard.

Allah loves death?
You know this to be true?
I pray the strength of America
Forever smites you...

12898 did not die in vain...
He was the real hero that day,
Killers of life are
A Godless stain...

No God, whatever name,
Would wish that this was so,
Unless he is the Devil,
And ultimately we'll show...

You spit on America,
You ask for what you get...
We have a tendency to remember,
We surely will not forget...

So run to your cave,
You Godless freaks,
It is your last day,
That America seeks...

Crush you like the dirt you are,
And it doesn't matter how very far,
We have to go,
Or have to wait,
You have picked,
Your ultimate Godless fate.


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Christianity

A template for life
Compulsory wife
Fit the mold
Or suffer untold
Secret application
Of rules for a nation
Monogamy is not for me
Fool down on one knee
Women comply
Men lie
How happy can we be
We must find a religion for both you and me


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Great Tribulation

As we watch the American dollar lose its value,
 …….  I ask, what do you plan to do?
What happens when the American Government freezes your assets
 ………And takes your land?
When a “One World” currency is established, putting micro chips
……… in your hand?
You may not understand, but “666” is the number of a man!
Right now, in our time, prophesy is being fulfilled, as we see  the
……….establishment of the “mark” of the beast.
“One World” government talks are being kept a secret in the east!
Wake up people! And pay close attention.  Obama’s administration
………..has failed to mention-
Global warming is a cover-up for the United Nations
We are on the brink of Great Tribulation!!!
 


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Pass It On

a piece of bread
is what god had said

take it for it is I through the body of Christ
now to me that is quite a sight

as it lays amidst 
my hands tonight

for I often think of my brothers and sister in africa
and often think of them not being tucked in their beds

I often think of their innocent children 
who are lying dead

and I often keep thinking
of what God had said

so tonight I come to 
share my wine and bread instead 

with those others who may
have not been watered or fead

as my tears start to now shed
and start flowing beads of red

for it's the blood of christ
lost during his plight

so as I stare at this cup also tonight
I sip and pass it with being so polite

to my brothers and sisters in christ
for it leaves me feeling sheer delight


Tribute To Our Lord

Also Entry To Sami Al Khahli's
A Piece Of Bread Contest


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Do Unto Others

Welcome to the new millennium
Seven years in the making.
Forever forsaking.
Every year touted as the last one on earth
Yet we all know the worth
Of a dollar.
Holler if you hear someone knocking
On heavens door.
No one lives there any more.
We bury our ineptitude in Prozac
Leaving a chemtrail of excuses
For a meager existence.
Ya we got a persistence
Stuck tight to our convictions
All kinds of strange fictions
We can relate to.
Take two.
We wanna make an easy living
And we ain’t forgiving no one their ways
If they’re different from ours.
Mars is looking pretty good from here.
Nasa’s fear for the final escape from hell.
Oh well, I figure we’re better off without them
Let the Baptists shout them off and out a here.
How about a beer?
We have planning to do for after the fall
Damn prince is late for the ball
Again.
Men.
Third time then.
Had some ideas the sixties lost
In the purple haze that cost
Jimmy and Janice that open door
The gratefully dead rise once more
And walk among us for commercial benefit
A one hit one hit, never hurt a bit.
Even cowgirls get the blues
Just looking at all the used to’s.
Like clean water and air.
Really not fair
To the next generation.
What nation started the wars
And the what ifs and what fors
Mean nothing much
So out of touch
With our roots of empathy
Even the score
Take four.
Sugar plum fairies spun a new one
And LA went glitter. Get a baby sitter
We’re going for a ramble
A gamble, lose our homeland
To the security of perpetual debt
In the casinos of the golden carrot
Walmart shoppers
And show stoppers
Of celeb status
Getting at us
With attitude meant to be rude,
Exclude, ridiculed, died in the nude
Don’t mean to intrude,
but
Good company
Is so hard to come by
Buried like Pompeii
Wrapped in our denial
All the while
Our ship is sinking
And all the thinking
Hasn’t changed a lot.
All we got in the final analysis
is this.
Do unto others.
We’re all sisters and brothers
All nations
All our relations.


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A Conflicting Ameri-Nation

The hope is high, 
The mind of our nation is in sight, 

Words of few ignite, 
Our vision is dimm with fright, 

My people, My blood, My friends, and the ones I love know not to to hear, 

What we know is what to fear, 

My forefathers grew this garden, 
My grandfathers fought for this nation, 
My father help develope this land, 
My generation has no plan, 

I speak my words of concern, 
My family wonders what to become, 

Why not all sit and chat, 
Let our land be free at last. 


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Proud To Be An American

when someone asked me to   I dug deep and found out my very own true colors of  thy self
                                       E
                                       X
                                       P
                                       L   
                                       O I  honor our  flag  for which  United  We Stand  as one not two
                                       R
My  own self  being within  E                                 


I honor  thy  family  and  cirlcle  of  friends I  have  encounter  for last  49 years and beyond

I honor our  Lord  Jesus Christ  and give thanks for his enriched bountys found within each

I honor and worship the land air and sea that I can see touch taste hear and smell each day

I honor and respect another who rises above to an open challenge that another turns down

I honor the thirteen colonies that are with our American flag  entire  stitched by Betsy Ross

I honor the American Soldier who goes above beyond the call of his military duty set forth

I honor the judicial system of the courts and laws of this land let justice be served not denied

I honor and salute the  American Bald  Eagle that is represented  by  our  country  of   ours

I honor and particapate in peace between one and another who  seems to just want to fight

I honor thy animals of nature and thy Christ  who brought forth for comfort and enjoyment

I honor and respect thy self for there for I'm just Proud To Be An American like you and you


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Epoch a Lipstick...

Here’s the arm of my giddy on…
It’s a pity that’s it’s not what you’re expecting
Inspections detected a mention 
Called weapons of mass destruction
What freaking moron would build such things
Pretending to tend to the important Beings
Lending to send such meaningless meanings
Keeping the freeKin’ fearing sound, 
on the ground?

Displeased, the lipstick came out…

Mislead was the message I shout!
Inspections detected a mention
That a moron’s moronic notion
Is to control and rule the ocean…

The vision was clear….
Pissed off and quick you hear…
A big Mother took her kid by the ear.
Nothing in the world did the poor chap fear
Except the color of lipstick, the Mother would wear.

Next thing you know
There was lightening in the snow
Zipper sounds from the clouds I say
Lines in the sky and they made me sway
The color of blue was to change this day.

Oracle triggers triggered safety valves
On maple leaves and written in halves
Visions clear in the windless rain
Nothing gets to work, if the works in vain.
Drastic peace and solutions in the wind.

Getty up Scout…
Nothings perfect.


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Our Nation NEEDS God

I believe we’re living in…
 What many call “an x-rated society…”
The “pleasures of life” come in quite a variety!

Just about anything someone wants,
 comes with “a push of the button.”
But when it comes to anything of God…
  “He ain’t nothin.’!”

Where we will be tomorrow… 
 No one seems to know.
As many seek “fulfillment” for their ”empty” soul…

What’s right or wrong…  Has been 
“turned upside-down.”
While the tide of wickedness
 reaches every city and town…

While so many minds seem to be filled with 
this world’s pollution…
People are looking for answers…  And a solution!

Our hope and faith certainly doesn’t
 lay in our possessions.
Nor in our dark secrets, and “secret obsessions…”

To those of you who perhaps, are waiting
 for a “government bailout…”
Let me tell you what the true meaning
 of living is all about…

Jesus is our security!  100% guaranteed life
 and health insurance!
It’s only in him, we can have a “blessed assurance!”

Only he has the power to rescue us
 from the horrible mess we’re in!
And it’s only in him…  Where true freedom begins!

He gives a true definition to what we call 
“The American dream…”
He alone is our foundation.  The truth.  
Our everything!

May the words; “In God we trust” 
apply in everything we do!
Let these words be woven into 
the great “red white and blue…”

As the good news of Jesus Christ
 is shouted loud and clear…
The “darkness” across our land will 
soon disappear!

By Jim Pemberton 03/07/10









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In God We Trust

It’s written on our
Money, but we worry about
The economy.

We must trust God. Read
Your money. It’s in God’s hands.
Well, do we trust God?


In God, whose word I praise, in God I trust; I will not be afraid. What can mortal man do to 
me? Psalms 56:4

wrote 1-13-10


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Absaloms Rebellion

Absalom’s Rebellion After Amnon raped Tamar, who was Absalom’s beautiful sister, Absalom plotted to kill His incestuous, lustful brother. Amnon fled to Talmai to his mother’s father, the king. Absalom’s rebellion may have been avoided, with punishment David failed to bring. King David exiled Absalom; had no part in the kingdom’s affairs. This gave rise to dangerous scheming of which David was unawares. Absalom was returned to the kingdom, but still banished from the court. With only outward reconciliation, Absalom listened to grievances brought. Soon Absalom had a following— discontent with the government spread. He stole the hearts of Israel; secretly planned a revolt to be led. As the trumpet of revolt was sounded, the prince’s spies spread news he was king. David learnt of Absalom’s rebellion; with his lyre, he no longer could sing. King David was driven from Jerusalem by the insurrection of his beloved son, who took possession of the throne— His unrightful monarchy begun. The usurper planned his father’s death, but in this he did not succeed. Instead a slaughter of 20,000 men, and Absalom’s death was decreed. Absalom met his untimely death, in a very unusal way. Strung up helpless in a tree; free slather for evil men's sway. David was broken-hearted; His rebellious son's death not desired. He'd not have lost his precious Absalom, had such rebellion not been aspired. Absalom, who once sought justice, by taking it into his own hands, eventually plotted against his father, with disloyal citizens at his commands. Absalom’s rebellion started as revenge, and later plotted to usurp the kingdom. God stepped in to permit justice; Absalom's Rebellion received no royal anthem. Copyright © 2009-2012 Maureen LeFanue www.maueenlefanue.com


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True Colours

Some place themselves so high
that they look down on us like ants
all the money is green
hard to see when you have so many accountants

all the blood is red
but their's is rarely seen
do those who have all that they need
send send their own to the front to bleed

The earth is white and blue
pictures from outer space
those who come down and walk around
will surely find it an amazing place
full of beauty and life
being destroyed by the human race
they seem to be very short sighted
for very few of them can see
beyond there own wants and greed
even though they were given
more than they could ever need

should we let them destroy all this land
designed to be God's kingdom
I guess we're going to have to
for this was given to them
and we shall all soon see
the glory of God and his wisdom

for the prophecies are all coming true before us
can you see Joseph falling into trouble
now who will protect his brother Judah
watch for the time draws near
the second coming of the prophesied Messiah
no flesh would be saved alive
if not for the glory of Jesus






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Walking Away

All that glitters ain't gold
Weighs that we've been sold
Don't let my words scald or scold
Listen
Hear the wise 
Of an owl with eyes
As old 
As the first
Uni
Verse that I learned
With a scowl upon my brow
Only to curse
In reverse
The many things we humans do
And I'm guilty too
Too many a minds have been plundered
To barren thoughts asunder
And we crawl 
Through it all
Ways to ponder
Why life's a wonder?
If living what we said
That God is coming?
Then why we runnin'?
I reread
The blood in me
And you
And the fine print times two
And how life would figure
When we triggered
Survival versus wither
Laying siege we beleaguer
Relievers of deceivers
Wanting no leaders
To conceive
Like that girl Mary
Lost lambs wary
Grown contrary
To our imagination
And the self frustrations
Of cherishing our creations
And the find
Of a spine
Of our kind
On a peaceful mission
A star trek of volition
Where no man
Can deliver us
From the quiver
Of hither to hither
Enigmas sharing freedoms
Paid to believe in
Five for the first
Ten for the last
Breathe of air
Times a thousand I dare
The thought
Of answers bought
Often sought
Just prancers
With a nose red cancer
For the greed of romancers
Of delusional highs....


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life

woke up in eighty six to bright lights and screams

i thought waking up then would maybe fix my dreams

'cause i was dreaming 'til birth 

and have been dreaming since birth

opening my eyes just to see what it's worth

i shut my eyes again because the world's gone blind

no one considering what's been left behind

"the past has passed, and the future is it"

what you did, you forgot, but "the future's legit"

what you did, who'd a thought, brought some people to pain

not knowing, you keep going to the future in vain

think of people you effect by your insane gain

if before every decision, we got everyone to think

who will be cut 

and in the blink of a wink it would sink to our gut

"do i want to be hurt in the choice of a man?"

please bring peace, and revise your plan

we hold the strength of the world in the palm of our hand


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Jerusalem

The holy land of children of Israel
Has been staining with the blood
Of innocent people for such along time!

The Jews, the Christians and the Muslims
Should live in peace and harmony
Side by side on the much-disputed land
Since it’s holy to all of them.

The mosque of the prophets
Should be extended
With a view to make space
For all the three adherents of faith.

I know it’s a small piece of land
But we can solve the problem
By building skyscrapers.

O Jerusalem can’t you see
Your children are fighting against each other?
Please pray to God to end the conflict.


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ANGST

Could this infused intrusion

 Just be an Optical Illusion?

What goes up must come down.

The people are dragged all around.

What would the Bible say;

Take the time ; Search today!


McCuen 2008


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Blood on Emeralds

The blood of Emeralds
In Northern Ireland's streets
Where sides detest
Victims they seek
 
Religious divide
Neighbours slain
For the life of me
What to gain
 
These troubled times
Historic sores
Deep rooted pasts
Now to the fore
 
IRA
UDA
Many guns came out to play
Both sides fell, as they murderously slay
During the week, even Sundays
 
The Belfast agreement of 1998
This Land of Emeralds, in peaceful state
Neighbours safe to talk again
Never allow the blood, on the Emeralds stain

" Dedicated to all Ireland - The Emerald Isle "


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Caveman

Evil bearded cave-man,
Eating shrimp and lobster,
Claims to be a messenger of Allah,
But really just a bloody mobster

How many gallons of tears have you brought?
How many shattered lives have you wrought?
Someday we'll get the revenge that we've sought,
You don't F with America and get away for long,
This mighty country is just too strong

So hide in your hole and hope it's deep enough,
When it comes to courage, you ain't got the stuff.


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Where The Lines Drawn Thin

Where does the madness stop? When does the healing begin? 
conforming to flesh that was my own resemblance I'm making my amends. 
We all lie naked, only in truth can we blanket the scars, 
deep is the secrets where chains bind our compromising hearts. 
Who's to say we aren't too weak? Where are the strong to set us free? 
Who's going to stop us from making us what we have to be? 
Plagued are nations screaming a starving cry, 
haunted by the feeling's that they'll never see the daylight. 
Where dying is freedom from such pain and disease, 
Wheres the hope? Wheres the dreams for such as these? 
In my own burdens so much of myself I've lost, 
for the things I created, the innocence of my mind & soul is cost. 
Is it cheap to say that pleasures are keen, 
to making it temporarily not afraid to be seen? 
It's hard to imagine in youth what we are to for see, 
when everywhere we turn it's disasters, feens, & war laid at our feet's. 
If we're killing ourselves all along then where's the stopping point? 
How do we define our race if we don't know where we are going? 
There's got to be a place where the lines aren't drawn thin, 
where we find the peace in mankind and the healing process does begin. 
As we each in this world step foot toward what one day may be the end, 
we shall learn the lessons of our creations, those of war within our sins.


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Fields Of Fire

They come from either side,
And there's no place to hide,
Fields of deadly fire,
Not what one would desire...

Bullets wiz past my ears,
My eyes bulging with fears,
Why'd I have to lead the charge,
In stead of refitting in the rear.

Soldiers do as they are told,
Sometimes things that
makes the heart grow cold...
Almost to the summit,
Must keep rolling on,
Till we capture the high ground,
Or until we all are gone.


Details | Verse | |

Still Looking

 

With the winds of change blowing strong across our land,
It’s time for American Christians to unite and make a stand.

The politicians all lead their merry chase,
Acting more like little children as they head in to home base.

They all holler I’m going to do this, I’m going to do that.
They’ve all had their chance in the senate where they sat.

So what makes them think as president they can do anymore?
These things they promise we’ve all been promised so many times before.

To get our vote they just say what we want to hear,
Till they get in office and we start realizing our worst fears.

Of all the good and honest people in this country of ours,
Surely there must be someone worthy to take on these reigns of power.

So fellow Americans we need to turn to God in prayer,
And ask Him to put someone there for us that will really care.

It is time for change but right now our choices are bleak,
We need someone who will stand up for this country, and make it strong and not weak.

Return God to the throne, and let Him have the final say,
That’s what I pray for, I ask it this day.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

"A In Between" 52508

  nice little things~
good little things
that go please
in the light

 bad little things~
wrong little things
that go taking
in the night

 only the righteous~
only the bad
who is left in between

because good little things
can't see with out
a night light

and the bad little things
always go bump in the night

so what a in between to do
but make the devils come
after you

its been fun now
i must go
and hell awaits you
so you must
be on your away
there will be penances to pay

and you may ask
who might i be
and i only can say
a in between

maybe a goodie
not real a baddie
but a pushier of
sins just the same

 and what will my father
do when you reach
your laid out place
why not one little thing
you may your only
little heated fiery place
by
just the little bad things
you do

so ta-ta
i can't say its be fun
but i can say
were your going
you will have lots
of fire to light your way~
and think
of all the little bad things
 you've done~

by:lyricvixen