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A Solstice


God ... thoughts of death mourning a loss,
one after another, like falling hailstones cracking the tiles
of the substance of things not seen            but feared. I could care less
God ... it's the longest night of my years                   caught in the toils 
of doubts, of despair, of the sound of falling ice
that reverberates inside                                  my faith in sudden slices
and outside this pen for sheep-raising                          still in fertile soil
I fail to get over the fence without a stile

Impotent to kiss resignation's toes
advocated by those who want my obedience             and my tithes at all costs 
A version of the interpretation of the oral traditions already translated into lies
Greeks, Romans, Monarchs, Despots, Rulers, Reformists, Stoics... 

Impotent to listen to the duty of the silken stole
              that pulls my crackling faith into its coils
Impotent to accept sacred writings chosen by lot
Impotent of praying more and thinking less
Impotent to breathe, to see, to walk through wind-blown salt and s  i  l  t 
measuring a time ... dark and lost

God, a profuse bleeding from a ruptured soul                           refusing to clot
Thoughts of death like tears of ice

when the electrocardiogram yells  h     h     h 
                                                   e  p  e  p  e
                                                      l      l       l p ... Where will be the lice 
to suck my sins and tics?
to cough and gag and vomit my unfulfilled temptations into a cist? 

My time of death has expired long time ago. Do you noticed it?
                                                            do you care about it?

Thoughts of death tickling upon my bare soles
I'll be nobody without a tag swaying from my toe

The night at its farthest point from                      the Sun and still so close
I need to believe it
God ... You need to believe it
I can kill you if my faith is lost 


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Wrapped in the arms of nature, a breath and breast to rest upon,
I am one with the energy flowing from the male and female elements.
I do not fear my creation, my parent bore not a sinner into this world,
They bore a life to tend to the harmony of nature, not a destruction of it.
From my hands became the power to manipulate my world, it is mine,
To do no harm, to use these hands to heal, to help, to empower others.
My voice does not sing in chapels, it speaks to the particles of life, energy.
Institutions have no place for me, for I am among the trees, swaying in leaves.
I harvest the energies of objects, drawing in the positive nutrients they deliver.
There is history to the craft that I have not put to memory, my body knows,
It is in my blood, the connection between me and the moon, 
no bookstore self help nor religious books could ever explain the belief.
Would a witch by any other name be feared or respected, I seek not that label.
Pagan, history thrives on bare bones that brought magic into this world,
The roots of witchcraft, smothered by invading investments of other religions.
I do not know the teaching of such, but I know the Earth and she speaks.
I create my universe from the powers she allows me to have, I earn my life.
Love, that is what makes religion, love for self and for others, true love,
And with the rituals I respect that harmonious flow, from the love of me outwards,
With this hands speaking in rhythm with my heart, I evoke the powers,
Inside the energy of my aura as I stand beside you, you will know, you are loved.

For contest: religious poetry non christian
religion wiccan
date 10-6-2014

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A talk with Him

Outside, a table awaits idle: I join as though it was my companion
Pondering about life as if it were water appeasable to the deepest canyon
Trees and scattered leaves waving alongside the lake facing the north; sighing
Opportunity after opportunity, oh how Ungrateful I am as I whisper to him crying

" A work in progress I am Lord, assist as I sprinkle the ground below with my tears
  Lead me and guide me for I shall follow you through out my years
  Let your word be used as a sword to fight against my enemy peers
  Unseal your lips Father for your words of wisdom are therapeutic to my ears"

A canvas set aside of unfading colors; a mirror painting of the Lord above
My knees gently caress the pavement thanking him for his everlasting love
Caterpillars gather around to celebrate and form to butterflies within my chest
Thanking the Lord once again, for I know with Faith he will conquer the rest

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Does the past really matter?
 Does it set you free? 
I’m absorbed in the sin,
That is surrounding him and me. 

Lost in the curiosity,
Cold to the touch. 
Drenched in the poison,
With my dignity in his clutch.

Feeling like I was cheated;
I chose the evil instead of light.
I traded in the sunshine,
For what lurks in the night. 

I disobeyed his orders,
I gave up security to be unsure.
I went against the warnings,
Gave into darkness instead of remaining pure.

Once my bed was made of soft grass,
But now it is made of stone.
Was plump from all of the luscious fruit,
Now I’m starving to the bone. 

My curse is one of circumstance.
The punishment a crime,
I’m stuck inside this dampened cave,
For the rest of time. 
My world came crashing down,
The grief has not subsided.
My heart broke completely,
When my sons collided. 

My misery a token,
From the abandonment I earned.
Upon the time spent in sorrow,
There was a lesson to be learned.

Have I found the moral?
Only in time we shall see,
For all I did was eat an apple-
From the Knowledge tree. 

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God, don't look at me like that

I never learned how to pray
because often times the silence preaches louder than the sermon,
and the bullets of my heart don’t bleed like you think they should
instead they melt
melt like icecream set out in the summer sun,
like the mountain snow run off into the streams,
like ice clamped together between my fist,
my fists,
my fists that stop bullets from protruding my skin,
my fists that explode and scream louder than a sermon.

God, don’t look at me like that.
Your pupils look like firing bullets,
knocking us out one by one by one,
saying you can’t come in
because you never learned how to pray. 

God, don’t look at me like that.
Your iris’s look like vortexs of instability
rolling our ground like an earthquake
telling us to do more,
be more,
pray more,
or we can’t come in.

My fists stop the bullets and together our fists make boulders,
knocking down our insecurities
one by one by one.
If we don’t make it in
then that is okay
because our fists will turn into butterflies
and our hearts will turn into lions
and our bones will turn into the infrastructure of hell
because that is what my preacher told me.

Preacher, don’t look at me like that,
don’t shake your head at my appearance
just because I have ink on my arm doesn’t make me less of a person,
just because I have color on my eyelids,
just because my skirts above my knee,
just because my fists don’t unwind and interlock doesn’t make me less of a person.

I never learned how to pray
because often times the silence preaches louder than the sermon.
God, don’t look at me like that. 

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My Secret

Each night
i put my hands together 
confessing the days mistakes
and to wipe the slate clean
its by my faith you say im forgiven
but still...
i continue to be a sinning machine

I keep you locked up deep inside
so i dont give myself away
to blend in
i hide you from everyone i know
they have no clue i pray
but why am i afraid to show my true self
forced into playing their games
is it because of the ridicule that would follow
would they even call me names?

its amazing
the transformation that takes hold
when my sinners "gameface" goes on
the lying and profanity gently flows
from the river of my mouth
but deep down
it's really just a con
i try hard to do and say the right things
so you wont be disapointed in me
but its so difficult for me to say " Darn-it "
rather than another word i could pick
from my vocabulary!
but thats what makes you all loving and true
you understand that we are not without sin
your love for mankind has always been there
we just have to let you in

Each night
i put my hands together
and ask for the courage
to unlock you
from a place deep within
each night

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Heavens' Doorway

One day there was an accident, and to heavens gate I was called.
As an angel sat down beside me, upon the bed I had been put upon.
Such a shining warmth ensued as it held me in its thrall.
A thought from God proclaimed, “What with your life have you done?”
Then all of life fled past me, but not as I did expect to see it done.
For all I saw and felt were things I hadn’t known I had done, and yet…
So much pain inflicted to each, with such little words and thoughts.
I never would have known such power, by one person, could be wrought.
I bowed my head in shame at the pain I knew I could not undo, yet…
Suddenly, I found myself forgiven. Yes, TRULY it was true!
Hallelujah became my amazed and impassioned cry before him, that night!
His warmth had never wavered, nor even his illustrious, wonderful light.
How could he forgive me, someone as wretched and lowly as I?
And yet, he did… and so he changed my life from then on out. 
But low and behold he wasn’t yet done with me, or so my story goes…
He sent me back to my home again… it in comparison brought me low.
But he said my work lay uncompleted, so now I must go back…
He said to stay clean and I would blossom… What do you think of that?
A veil he placed upon my eyes to remove me from the knowledge of all I’d known.
Then he sent me from his side, where I could not see him but knew he was.
Now, here I stand before you, a totally changed and humbled one.
Still, I have found I have sinned again… I know he must have known.
Perhaps some day, as I patiently wait… I’ll be allowed once more within his gate.
Only time will tell, as again I’ll feel every ones pain…
All I can say is: God Forgive Me… as I continue to wait…

(This Near Death experience really happened and changed my life.)

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An Angel in Disguise

and deep I went, to the master's pit,
a leech, a brand-fire, saw I lit,  then
down among the throbbing roar, there 
stood a spectre, drenched in gore

when challenged, did he rant and rave, 
to find me in his abyss, his cave;
from whence he came I know not where,
for mine was but to answer, not enquire

then stripped I of his molten coat, in the
form of a goat, thinking was Beelzebub undone;
but to my great surprise, Apollyon it was, 
in masterly disguise

and seeing me now, Gabriel, in full light, he thrust his fiery 
sword to smite, the one God loves, (indeed tis me),
but I crushed his stink and broke off free

he turned and smite me yet again, the pain of death 
drove me insane; but lost the blow, in this great fore,
I called on my father for strength, four score; and I the
 "fallen angel", so to speak, plunged my sword into his beak

and when his black light came near no more, and threw his 
poison to the floor, to fight so thus, and give no quarter, was 
my want, his needful slaughter;

and now at twilights shimmering scar, of timid moonlight's
evil bar, the pit, when entered, carries no threat; for paid 
brave Gabriel,  Apollyon's debt.

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I Do Believe

"I Do Believe" 

The purpose of LIFE is to {Living In Faith Ever} 
to enrich God within us 
to an optimum level 
so that We as Humans 
can be guided by God 
to fuel out brothers and sisters 
with the same driving force 
to connect with the living God, 
to His existence and 
to See the Invisible, 
Believe the Incredible, and 
to Receive the Impossible 
to our everlasting journey 
to Heaven.

Rev. Samuel Mack
Copyright 2013

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Moments In Time

The sweetest sounds of burning trees
A gentle stroking in the breeze
The calm has lasted past the storm
Cloudy visions, Satan’s roar
Too many sights have passed my way
A time found only in the haze
The softest screams are running bare
My aching bones creak as I stare

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark

The battle’s started at the end
No one is coming to repent
The sinners grab their wine from prey
No judgment calling here to stay
The sport is reckless to be told
The one is laughing at his souls
It falters nowhere to be sure
The power grows forevermore
Like a spirit in the wind
I have no say in where you’ve been 
But cross the line to come to me
And pay the price for ecstasy

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark. 

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I Celebrate Easter

Good Friday, is the day Jesus was crucified on the cross.  
Jesus was willing to give His life for ours in order to give 
us eternal life.

Easter Sunday, is the day Jesus rose from his tomb. 
This is a joyous day and reminds us of His love for all
of us.

This is why I celebrate Easter, because I love Jesus for
all he did for you and for me.
He has prepared us a home in heaven and filled it with 
his everlasting love for us.

For Linda-Marie's  "Easter Inspirations" Contest
Written by: Carol Brown
4th Place Winner

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Deaf and Gone

I am whatever you say I am...
but, let's get back to reality...

       Three short years ago, this room shined welcome mats across a screen of doldrums.
A place of unfamiliarity that screamed, 
"You don't belong!"
Yet, a voice of reason spoke and said,
"Expand yir' roots. Venture beyond the comfort zone. Academia resides inside that room, but know you won't be alone."
Repeatedly,brainwaves declined what my wife and editor had told me.
I'd say,
"no way, I'm givin' up my soul for free, they read, they pay, like it's always been, the way it's going to always be!"
Unbeknownst to me one day, and with a slight of hand, my "Open Sores" were put on display and surprisingly more than a handful of great ladies and nice guys began to give feedback on what I had devised. 
This interaction was something very new, helpful, and impressive. For a change, it was something real.
For years, those around me were quick to give praise with hidden reasons. Constructive criticism is amazing, and I welcomed being corrected or set straight.
Now there are those who choose to shut me down without explanation, and call me names.
DO NOT mistake me for sophomoric! These words bleeding from my guts have no style and need no approval. There is no thinking involved here, no plan. If you don't like it, fine...don't censor or bracket me in. So what if I am illiterate?  If you don't like "street poetry" or the pathetic stuff I write, don't read it. If I offend you, tell me.
We should welcome those who are different than us. 
Words of truth inspire movement, like fire.
I came to this room to expand my horizons, step outside the box, learn, help, grow. 
There will be no apologies dealt for being different, or for being labelled as something uncomfortable to you. 
This has been an ok room so far, but there is some clique trickanery going on.
If the dictionary must come into play, let me recommend looking up the term "Poetic License."
True, I may not be the writer you prefer, or aspire to be....but tread carefully my friend, for you have no idea of my profession. I've made a fine living, for a good long time, spewing words onto paper. I came from nothing, and may still be nothing to you...still, I do what I love, have no boss.
I am not an aspiring writer who dreams of a life, I live my dream. In conclusion, I must wish you luck in finding what you peddle poetry for. Until then, keep 

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She silently prays as she reaches for the chord

Wonder why the Iman didn't do this

I wanted paradise here and the quiet is deafening

Tick tock tick tock and her heart.......

She hasn't tried makeup as she keeps step to her thoughts

Outside of the mosque she awaits her destiny and strangers

They are mine enemy and thirteen hundred and eighty years

Young Mohammed and his brown eyes with smiles

Tick tock and the tick tock

When will that bell toll and the brown eyes that smile

The men get seven virgins and I am one

United States soldiers on patrol march by and the prayer

" Allah Akbar,"

She is torn and the mosque crumbles

A child screams as he holds a hand with no arm

And a car silently burns as people bleed

The mothers last thought is no pain and the hand

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Guardian Of The Environment - Indigenous Peoples

For several thousands of years
you upheld the sacredness of Nature
avoiding wanton destruction 
of plant and animal life
taking only what you needed
since their sacredness was 
just as important to you
as the sacredness of humanity

When harvesting wild rice for food
you let some fall into the water
to produce crops for the future
Surrounding a pack of wild sheep
while hunting in the mountains
you let a male and female escape
so by their reproductive process
they would ensure the
continuation of their species

You saw yourself as part of Nature
living in harmony with it
and not plundering it with greed
Your religion was to respect Nature
viewing all plants and animals
as parts of its magnificent fabric
Abuse of a part of it was
an abuse of the whole

Your way of life 
provides valuable lessons
that can teach mankind how 
to deal with today's ecological crisis
that threatens the survival 
of all life on the planet
You were the genuine
Guardian of the Environment

I have always admired the way of life of the Native American Indians living in harmony with Nature before the advent of the Europeans. By extension, this applies to all indigenous peoples including the Amerindians and Polynesians. This piece is dedicated to them. 

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I'm Your King

A burst of white light gamma rays, overbearing a flash of brilliance burns through to my soul everything is like hell the world starts to melt in the blink of an eye just the cold blackness of night I don't care if I am not again what I once was, for at this moment I am greater now than ever before I took the path between teetering, tight roping walking right up to my right divined in my unholy state I thought I told you I am your king still you sit there, hesitating I know you hate me what does that mean? I hate just about everything still I'm chosen I did not wish before now bow down to me refuse me no more for I shall always be your demon until you accept me as your King. I don't even know you though you say we used to be best of friends, you and me the day you ditched me I remember now exactly how it played out back when we were just tiny things even back then I still was King you thought me stupid just a ruse I would laugh inside, you see? not one of you single, mean people ever even knew me in a world, mostly seen to me that is why only I can be your true King and bring forth a new source of light everlasting. As two worlds collide slowly aligned one wrapped in shadows one bathed in white evils swirling in the clouds above I'll always be the king you love to hate or despise as in your blood I thought I told you, I am the one I am the way, the way out shall be shown breathe in my spirit as it carries you away breathe in my faith it shall carry your empty space and deposit you gently on a cloud just enough higher than you've ever dreamed of for I am king now, and your in my hell your in my imagination, I'll just never tell you'll feel as though dreaming, you'll feel now if you try and see you were always found the most shared in the light cast upon me the last bright star in heaven. Denounce my name, if you may One year later, still not afraid A black sheep, a darkened spade That's just life, I'm not right I'm in the wrong, follow along Like a piper, I'll pitch a song Mesmerized, the weak wills sing I thought he told you, he's still our king.

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The Holy Book

Let its light of peace
Not be shaded by
The bullets and bombs.

Let the wounds cut and shot
By some senseless
Not scatter terror around it.

Let a few blind 
Not choke it, locking it
In private drawers.

Let its words, ’’To slay one innocent
Is like  slaying all the humans.’’
Put your guns down.

Let its fields, where 
The truths and miracles ripened,
Be reaped by all.

Let this holy bloom,
Bloomed in the boundless desert,
Fill its fragrance in the rotten valleys.

(Dedicated to Mr.Abdurab,a social worker at Maranchery,Kerala ,India who requested me to write on this theme.)

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Reality's Angel

I am Reality’s angel resting on the broad shoulders of discovery the truth feeds darkness and engulfs its target ideas and concepts in turn become meaningless to you there is a creator of all things He is just and patient many still have fallen into the masses of shadow wrapped in their own filthy idols of philosophy I have seen grown men fall like rose petals and weaklings rise into unjust leaders forever the follower of furtive evil dominating only to remain inferior the most important answers lie in the unseen regions where no sense can fully give assurance the mind that so many unreasonably twist and turn grows weary because of the distance it must take and truth be told the distance is not what frustrates it is knowing we are seeking something far that could very possibly not exist, that our minds can twist into theoretical, idealistic nonsense it is knowing all we really think we know is meaningless and yes—even a lie all that has been written thus far rests under my wings under the warmth in which you refuse to feel can you believe in me— though I am completely unseen? how much more difficult would it be to see Him?

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Who am I

In the mirror on Vishu morning I see an Indian woman
Whose Brooklyn tongue can't form Hindu prayers.
Can I bleach my skin to match my voice?
Can I scrape my tongue to match my face?
I've resigned myself to my fate--
Forever asking the sky
"Njan aara?"
In a language my children will never recognize,
In an accent my grandparents will never understand.
I am what my parents feared I may become;
A child whose soul has turned Westward;
A woman whose only memories of Diwali are the flickering lights.

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My Midnight Grace

As I lay me 
down to sleep
I pray the lord
my soul to take
if I shall die
before I wake
please watch me God
all through the night
and wake me and my loved
at morning light
please help me 
become successful
with the endeavors I seek
please send me a soul mate
in which I can keep
everlasting love
passionate heat
please grant me the serenity
to know right from wrong
and be able to lead
by example
strive to overcome
any downfall
please keep my spirit strong
through the issues
that toil in my soul
I aspire for diamonds in life lord
and all around me 
I see coal
I aspire to turn things around
for I feel my wishes have fallen
upon deaf ground
my heart has no voice
they struggle to hear my sound
I pray to be taken
away from my daily
battles, that humble
although compared to others
in the world
its not much trouble
to me, I feel
my spirit is caged
and yearns to be free
King of all Kings
in your image, you 
made me
you already know
each single step
my individual thought
you divinely bound me
in mothers womb
my existence you sought
bless me with the
chance to be
the person in which
you hoped for me
to soar like an eagle
dipping my talons of success
in life's sea
grant me an optimistic attitude
for that is the key
Amen to Thee

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His Banner

When lives are broken and worlds fall apart,
there is a healer and restorer of the wounded heart.

When you carry your burdens well into the night,
 his yoke is easy and his burden is light.

If you call on his name, he will be there,
 he will lighten the load if your willing to share.

It is not by power, it not by might..
 it is by his spirit you will win this fight.

The battle is his, he knows what to do,
 and Love is his banner over you.

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Healing bridge

The plains people such as Lakota, Crow and Ojibwa
Spread throughout the Native American world
Who believe that the sickness is borne out of
The individual’s being out of harmony in life.

Witchery, sorcery, wizardry ways they heal it
Out of the three they prefer the witchery way
Corn pollen is said to be pure and immaculate
Sprinkling with corn pollen helps to cure disharmony

In fact corn pollen so powerful and trusted 
That people carry it simply for good luck.
Navajo shamans confirms it as the most powerful
It’s a  healing bridge between humans and spirits


Dr. Ram Mehta
Sixth Place Win
Contest: Native American people by Shanity Rain

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The Beauty In Futility

my heart breathes its last breath
Embraces its own death
Ready to be reborn 
and made anew

Can’t live a lie
Refuse to “do”
and I’ll DIE....
Focus now on why I’ll live 
And never touch the sky. 

I have to forget you
I have to reject you 
But I will never love anyone 
like I loved you.....

I heard you whisper 
and you never knew it
I wiped the tears from your eyes 
But you couldn’t feel it

You’re lost and you’ll never find you
And neither will I 
And I’m so sorry--
but I’m NOT. 

I'll attempt to reset
Try to forget
But you know, I never will. 

Be my dirty little secret 
My very worst-kept secret 
Sweet, smooth, beautiful poison 
My infernal and endless attraction 
towards complete and utter self-destruction 

I fell in love with the devil
And it will take one heck of an angel
To save me from the likes of you....

My addiction 
my confusion
my nightmare
my dream never to come true

Oh, I’ll never forget the times
we never shared
I’ll never forget 
how you were never there

Always me, the stars, and tears
And I ask you,
what kind of life is THAT?

I have to face the facts 
I don’t know what happens now
but it happens without you. 

The stains will always be there
the scars will never fade
But the memory of you----
it HAS to. 

I could carry the torch forever
But it would only consume me
I can’t cry another tear for you
Or I’ll dry up completely

It doesn’t affect you
and you never deserved me

You’ll go on with your life, too
All, all alone
Because you’ll only ever be in love
with you. 

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The Universal Man

I shall live and die By my own accord Only my God may judge me To him I've proved my worth I am still here fighting It matters not what for On my ship of righteousness Headed for waters unexplored The clear night sky will darken And the clouds seem ominous I take heed to the sure signs From them I won't digress They are in the way of my dreams And hopes that fill my sails Like the wind from my heaven Keeps my skin tough as nails Evil comes to tempt me I am not immune Sometimes I play the hero Other times I'm just a fool Either way the choice is mine I make it with my free will For that's the gift he gave me And for what I fight for still The government is coming To bring a chaos they call order The line has been drawn Between two sides there is a border I feel myself being torn To choose a fate in stone Let this be a lesson Why I wander on my own Minds can be controlled I see it every day The weak wills fall like dominos That lie littering my way An obstacle before me I iron will it to the end And when the devil comes to dance with me I have already started to transcend into everything around I am the universal man my true form I shall disguise I am hiding it from this great Satan they say will come for my demise I know he will find me maybe he already has in a long gone nightmare that my soul he stole at last if I remember correctly I can't say I recall ever escaping his grip or did it ever touch me at all?

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The Call

Voices ringing throughout my ear
Some far, and surely some near
But this distinguished sound is what I can’t s.
top seeming to hear.
So I seek to know, vision of the seer
And I peek
Through opportunities window
From where does the sound appear
Distinct it is.
And it’s calling me
It keeps drawing me
Amongst other sounds.
Like a resounding gong or a clinging cymbal
An irritation to my ears as they all resemble.
Hearing these tunes time and time again 
Luring sounds of sin.
And I think, there’s one distinct
For it comes in the night and it whistles
And in light, it draws me nigh, sweet whispers
Saying come out from amongst them
And the pitch grows louder.
The false alarms began to perish
I cherish the ring throughout my ear
Persuaded by the pursuing and its gentle wooing
I am choosing to be still
Amongst the multitude of clanging bells 
Not ringing true.
But this one is real. 
Caught In between wonder and expectations thrill
It’s beckoning at my soul
That it may become my hearts seal
My hearts seal.
For it, I have adored and longed
Becoming day to day pierced by the sound of it’s song
Distinct it is
Not only to listen I must respond
Fading out the rest, for it is beyond
So I look closer through the windows screen 
I let what I hear intervene
As I open my window.
Heaven’s sound.
The love I found
As I answered the call. 


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I See Glory

I see glory 
coming from freedom
and coming from God.
life is just our first stage,
death is when we truely live.
in the arms of God
life truely begins.

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On the day your eyes open to the prism of the sun On that day, silent Winter would be gone The avalanche of differences will melt into nothingness Through the same breath through our shared blood We would live again as one No matter who we are No matter the colour of the skin Rich or poor,innocent or guilty a lawyer,a prisoner,a doctor or a farmer a catholic,a muslim,a buddhist,or a jew On that day we would all wear identical dresses We would all be the significant other Because Jesus had died for all Jesus had died for Peter,John and Judah for Lazarus and Maria Magdalene Jesus has died for you,for me Jesus has died for every name engraved upon God's palm and through each and every one of us He will be born to rise again

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My Awakening

When the world is fast asleep not me, I think and think and think how can I be more unique more I think, and think and think how will they remember me? how can I change it, more differently? how can I push and challenge me? now that my mind is unlocked and free the new sun rises and startles me my trance is broken, my awakening The new dawn rises, surprises surprises thankful to the twin gods, Isis and Osiris for removing all the sins of my past lies that was bringing me down to my demise The balance, my chalice, now undisturbed its order is hanging by my good word I do not wish to go unheard but who is there to hear me when my thoughts are stirred? In a sense of peace drop to my knees look up to the heavens they're smiling down on me how can I repay them? what is my creed? I rise now awakened revived in my belief.

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Does God Exist

Good it is if unanswered,
Some questions on man's mind.
Better it is if to some,
Answers are given.
Disastrous it is if to one- just one-
Wrong answers are provided.

To many, the whole of life
Is a product of chance:
The work of mere luck.
To others, out of nothing it came.
But this I will ask:
Is there no sense of purpose in the universe?

With consistency the sun rises and goes down,
And in the dark, the moon soars high;
Suitable for habitation is the planet Earth,
And over it, with his powers, man rules.
Are all these phenomena products of chance?
No! From a self-existent God they are!

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My Heresy

I like my God much better than the one
who made his home up in the stratosphere
and favored us with visits now and then,
harrumphing down below about the way
that we behave, and tantalizing us
with sticks and carrots grown especially
for those who said the secret word or not,
by having properly proclaimed one man a king: 
all this, of course. was indirect.
The voice of supernature wasn't heard;
the being had a handicap as beings will,
and yet the silence was as heaven-sent.
For I, the fallen one, would live because
the son would die. That was the sense of it.

But making sense is for the sensible,
and arms and legs and progeny fall short
of that pure consciousness which stubbornly
insists on such intangibles as wind
and breath and spirit time to mark its age, 
its truth, and its enlightenment.

It is in such an ocean that I swim;
It is in such transcendant holiness
that I perceive a new compulsion, bent
to scale the mountaintops, 
to part the mist,
and finally to show the face of God.

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Your Light delights me

Your light delights me,
i say your light delights me Lord. 
Timber burns and leaves behind impotent ash,
your sun shines day to day without any ash .
Your light delights me King of kings.

When i am condensed like winter cheese,
the ray of your light makes me flow. 
When i become cold like puppy's nose,
your light restores  my heat and life. 
"I am the light , I  am the life..." 
daily i check, your words are your deed.

Rock of ages please tell me:
with what incense do you flare your light
that it is so fragrant and so comforting?
With what do you fuel  for your sun
that it radiates without any silly smoke?
Tell me the wax for your eternal light
that shines ceaselessly without any wick.

The day i lit my paraffin lamp,
smoke enveloped me like burning field.
The day i lit the candle wax,
wind  blew off my light in a blink of eye.
 The day i called battery lamp a Vulcar,
 i was left in the dark holding empty cell.

But sweet is your sunlight darling Dad
that neither wind nor storm can humble.
Glorious is the ray of your light
that no cloud can shroud.

 I pray you find me a place in your sun, 
to abide and walk daily in your  light;
i pray you make your light my beacon,
that i will not miss my way and my steps.

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The Feast of Tabernacles - The Healing Journey



Many have abused and murdered using their religion to justify
Believing in a god will not save this writhing world
So what will?
God teaches us that only believing won’t cut it
There is something we must do
We must humble ourselves and strive to be holy
Because without submission to God,
Without humility,
Satan has a way inside
And he will use God as a weapon
And turn His people against them
But if we are called—
Those few who are called,
We must act to be lights of the world
Because faith without works
Means absolutely nothing

We all falter
We all break
We can all be submissive
And humble

Using God as our navigator to the gateway of life
No longer justifying our wrongs
But fixing them as we go along

*inspired by Jerry Degier*

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Box of Prayers

There’s work to do
We must be on our way
Souls to save all are waiting  
For my box of prayers
I have a string tied around it
And carry It with a stick
It’s a lot easier when you walk
The tracks to have it on a stick
Things get tricky when a train comes
Round the bend and you’re carrying it 
With both hands
That’s why I have a string and a stick
The sinners don’t care as long as I 
Can read them a prayer from heaven
And receive their souls 
To be served up hot to go 
To Jesus our Lord
Who runs a BBQ stand 
Down on 4th and Eldorado
He lets me stand on his car sometimes 
So I can preach the words of Jesus 
Or just talk in tongues if I get the notion
I know he is Jesus cause it says so on his 
Driver license and he has scars on his hands and feet.
I love him so and he loves my box of prayers
He says that God brought us together
And if he was to have a sister I would be she
Sister of Jesus…now ain’t that something?

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God, Where May I Find You

God where may I find you Under unturned stone Lord, where may I find you Why am I all alone When you do not acknowledge Is it because I have sinned So I refuse atonement Does that mean you can't forgive Christ, where my I find you In emptiness without your ghost Wandering within the forest Off the path into darkness lost You will not speak I will not pray All my things In decline, to give away Unwilling To do your will I set the terms I drift away God, where may I find you

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No Shame

I used to cry every Sunday morning
“Mama, why do I gotta go to church?”
“Mama, why do I gotta wear a dress?”
“Mama, why do I gotta bow my head if god is in the clouds?”

It’s a funny thing really	
Were taught to look at people square in the eye
Shameful people look at the ground
Proud people look up. Shoulders back. Eyes wide saying here I am. 
This is me today.
So when I pray does it have to be in shame?

My church is the soil,
the murky pond water,
the algae in the pool outback,
the gum stuck to your shoes,
the dirt hidden on the underside of your pores.

No Shame. 
For the woman I kissed
For the man I tangled sheets with
For the ****ing words I say

No Shame. 
They will crush your good intentions
Telling you to only love one of the opposite gender.
But I’ve only heard one thing about love
and that is that love equals vulnerability
and vulnerability equals love
and no girl should have to hide underneath her
silver studded push up
no boy should have to play pretend
no shame for who I am. 

My Gods Blood 
is Sailor Jerry in a shot glass
coating my stomach in liquid apologies
is the salt water of my eyes 
trailing down the off center of my cheek
as I pull my head back
eyes to the heavens
No Shame. 
For the hand I am holding
For this pack I am smoking,
For the boy out back gladly toking

No Shame. 
For the girls who don’t get on their knees to pray
For the girls that just need their god damn pay
For the girls that don’t get to go outside and play
No Shame. 

My Church is the sand,
drifting away with the sea
salty like tears
I cry. We all cry. And They cry too.

“Mama, why can’t I go to the beach?”
“Cause the ocean will take you away.”
“Like God?”
“Kind of like God, except God keeps you forever, 
and the ocean always drops you back off at shore.”

My God is the ground. 
I’ll look down. 
Not in shame, but in exhaustion
from following all these ****ing books
but there will be the soil below me
firm, steady, reliable.
for wherever I wander
I’ll be grounded to my god. 

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Generic Minds

generic minds listen to generic music
have generic thoughts that are unknowingly abusive
watch generic things talk about generic things
gee this generic *****is spreading like a disease
better get your flu shot 
thats what they said to me
a suicidal vaccine 
a subliminal killing spree
its contagious and the outrageous
thing about it is that the people are blind in an eye
that they didn't even know they had
it's sickening to watch these clueless civilians 
inside the looking glass
with nightmares of being free
without a key to their mind
for it is trapped in the frequency
in the illusion of time
bathed in our universe
killing all that refuse to see
those that admit to hypocracy
or see the message in hip hop
how cant you see
the message in the lyrics that
bring adolescents to their knees
from bullet wounds conflicting their flesh
contradicting that they're the best
but the songs keep telling them that they dont need no rest
that they dont wanna go home
that they should ride alone
with the gat as their only companion
and so the only path they choose is the one that they're told
until they grow old and hope turns to a window pane
inside a window pane, until all they feel is pain
they realize that the music itself is ashamed
so whats to look up to
when you cant even speak when you cant even walk because you look so bleak
your eyes are sunken from the tv you're infested with the dee zees
now its too late to turn around and live for your conscious
so when youre screaming oh please
close your eyes and bring your mind to life
open your eyes for the first time
and never wonder why
since the answer this entire time
has been inside
and you better find it before you die
you dont want your soul to be in a pool with all the others
a buncha brothers missing their mothers
but only seeing strangers
only feeling the haters
wishing they would have used their minds when they had them
and now its too late,
now it's time for another new born fate to grab them

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A Prayer For Strength To Be Yourself

It's hard doing something different.
It's difficult staying yourself.
In a world so accustomed to conformity,
It feels nearly impossible to be unique
As the one He created you to be.
How do we find the strength?
How do we find the courage?
How do we find the bravery?
Where do we defeat fear?
Well, He's hanging on The Cross
Giving life to you and me.
Thank You Jesus!
Let us not forget
With Christ,
Nothing is impossible,
For with God,
All things are possible!
Thank You Father!
Thank You!
We give our lives to You!
We are Yours!
Praise You forever
And forevermore!
In Jesus' Name,
We pray,

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The Evening Breeze

Often , I lie alone
On the white sand-banks
Of a large pond
In my ancestral land,
When the evening breeze
Gently touches the divinity,
Hidden somewhere in the mortal body:
I feel I cannot normally feel.

Oh! I wish the evening breeze,
Too heavenly and wondrous,
Brought out my grandmother
Sleeping just under,
With whom I used to enjoy the breeze,
On these white sands,
In green days, later became defoliate!
Indeed , it can if it willed.

The evening breeze brings
The smell of soap suds,
Which forms on my mind-board
A damsel in the nude.
Soon, the breeze brings
The holiest odor
Of  incense that smolders.
So I sin  and purge in the breeze.

Often, I lie tired on the sands;
All sweat drops dry in the evening breeze.
My spirit revives,
And I wait a fresh morrow.
The evening chants of diverse creeds
Unite in the evening breeze.
The seraphic breeze pats on every head,
Still, nobody sees it.

(The evening breeze, so sweet,brings different smells from the houses in our village.This time, the people belonging to different religions pray.)

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My Miracle

My request to relay to your kinfolk That made their journey inside Heaven's Gate To keep a watch over one of my folk Her parents have reserved her special date She met all the medical needs guidelines For the best research university All the scientists studying her enzymes Have expertise to do the surgery Skilled technicians on this miracle case All are trained to perform as a machine All prayers are needed, for wishes of grace Don't want any, wishes to be unseen Spring is in the scheme for her release date Grandpa, waits for the day I see my mate

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It's not a lesson to be taught
Or a skill to be acquired
It's the nudge to move forward
Open when the time is right
It's the spirit inside
God leading on the way
On the journey to discover
He is all you need
It's the courage to let go
Say yes instead of no
Reveal what you've been holding back
As Jesus takes the wheel
It's the realization that it doesn't matter
What others think of you
God leads you where you're meant to be
Just allow you to be you
It's the standing up to fear
Proclaiming "fear's not gonna win!"
The battle has been fought too long
Time to let the stalemate end
It's the inspiration you've been holding
For others and for yourself
The light we've been dimming
Rather than shining on His behalf
It's the spontaneity in the decision
To follow His call all the way
Discovering peace in being you
Wide open as the perfect creation you are
The world out there is brutal
But there's a Holy Man holding out His Hand
His bravery now is all we have
But His bravery of love is all we need
May God bless you!

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An Equal Part of this World- a protest to FGM

I am not the lesser sex
My sex may represent me
But what I am and who I am
Is held in my woman soul

You can see it in my eyes
If only you care to look
And my spirit lives there always
Even if you take away my pride

Destroy my body on the outside
Cut away at my softest parts
Brutalize my curves
Which are meant to be held and loved

You will ruin what we could have
And what endless joys we could share
You could know the whole of me
If only you would dare

What is there to fear in me?
For power lives in us all
I will not take yours away from you
But love you for your soul

Together we could grow and share
A world that listens to us both
Our threads forever will be entwined
Cherished and valued all

Not matter from what side we are
Our web will meet in the middle
The eye it forms there a wisdom
Our shared view of the earth

So I am not the lesser sex
But worthy of our world
I shall always have a woman soul
Cherish it for what it holds 

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The Devil Walks

The devil walks 
gets tired
and sits,
and while the devil sits
the devil picks up a tired fruit
rotting, and with jagged nails he peals
slowly, the tender fruit bruising
and he tastes it, smacking his dried lips
and the devil eats
decayed fruit and sour wine	                 nothing lush and sating
then the devil rests
and resumes his walk,
and later the devil sits again
rubs his feat
and goes to bed
and in the morning
he breaks his fast on curses and lies           nothing so filling as figs and nuts
and begin the devil’s walk again,

his walk
on the road our thoughts paved
where all that grows is bad and unwell
to the cross our words built
where flames dance and all is unwell
and he is condemned
upon christening
upon the hearing of his name
and the wobbling of his first steps
to walk a road less traveled,
to be the leader
of our very own crusade
armed with words
against himself
to see him burn,

our crusade of one
and many
on roads first paved upon his birth
to bring the devil down.

The devil walks
The devil eats
and pelted by our stones
He does but sleep
For what we sow
The devil reaps

and there is justice in punishment
there is reward in reckoning
there is bitterness in my mouth
as I say these words
and pity
              the devil
his due.

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Fana: The Falling Away of the Falling Away

So much of life
Is like walking a beach all alone;
Where you began is lost in the white distance behind
Where you are headed a mystery as well.

We carry along two small bags of pretty pebbles
We gather along the way,
One for the joys
One for the troubles.

Both bags get a little heavier
The further we go.

Mostly it's a long silent walk
With a boundless sea whispering by our side
In a tongue too ancient for the rational mind.

     But here and there we stop
     And turn to gaze out over that sea,
     Fingering pebbles as we do.

     And sometimes, if we're very lucky,
     And we wait and listen long enough,
     The whisperings begin to make sense
     And we become aware that 
     An unseen Someone,
     A special Beloved,
     Has been pacing us all along;
     That we have never been truly alone.

One must be careful not to turn too fast,
To try to see this Beloved,
Or they will vanish like a snowflake on the tongue.

The trick is to cast one's gaze deep into oneself;
Then the Beloved will appear, laughing at our cleverness,
And we shall see that our silent companion 
Looks exactly like ourselves
As we appear in others' eyes.

And if we can bear to match the Beloved's gaze long enough,
They will vanish before us
And we will find ourselves gazing out over that sea with their eyes,
And see it as it truly is: dancing, infinite,eternal, perfect.

     If we can do this but once,
     We can open our bags and toss the pebbles into the sea,
     Even as we realize that sea as well is but a part of us;
     We will understand its language of  song and laughter,
     And disappear into everything joyfully
     To the sound of our own
     Perfect and infinite


As the great whirling dance
Begins again.

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The Egg Eaters Hallow


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Uneducating a Suicide Bomber

If heaven is a rest for the imbeciles,
the banes of hell my portion must be.
If cloud nine is a bordello, 
and the streets of gold are carved along the red-light-district, 
then god must be a panderer. 

Am I not already rewarded? 
My woman is: an orange, perfect in the sun;
a watermelon, succulent; 
a mango with sweet nectar;
a passion fruit, freshly plucked.

One woman is ecstasy, 
two is hell’s gate.
A saphead is a glutton for pure virgins. 
Lives foolishly forfeit for peculiar sayings.

Let not this bird fly,
for the two that is promised?
When god became a sexist, 
it came to pass that man recreate himself, a lunatic,
and the woman he  objectified became the dominant sex.

Covet not the splendor of paradise, 
where the mansions in my father’s house are brothels
perfumed with the scent of intercourse.
A gift of seventy-two maidens 
is an everlasting punishment.

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Beyond The Distance And The Days

Our love grows stronger,
Even beyond the distance,
Even beyond the days.
I know you're with me always
And I'm always with you;
In God together we're together forever
And physically we'll be together forever soon.

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Last Summer Saturday

Poorly heated coffee;
I can't seem to get it hot enough.
Tired eyes still rolling,
Film draped for dreaming.
This last Summer Saturday,
Might as well call it Fall.
The pumpkins out and jumping,
Future jack-o-lanterns for fun.
Gentle breeze cascades,
Every once in a while a poof.
Sunny sun still sunning;
Please don't ever go away.
Time to heat up the coffee;
My goodness this is good!
So open arms and lean back;
God is so, so good!

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This is the day the Lord gave.
His blessing is guiding our way.
He has manifested the extraordinaire.
He is why we live.
His intervening in human affairs has brought forth humanitarian events.
Insofar, our episodic existence augments our intelligence.

Stated to be a poetic boon, god sent for sure.
Divine intervention scribe on our scrolls, we are pathfinders to fulfill our inner core.
Life formed to live we are human beings.
Our footprints came long-ago via the Apostles and Prophets of the Lord.
Great Awakening took place and religion emerged.

No statue is limit in our theological presence.
We must keep company to our beliefs.
Therefore, a psalmist endurance becomes his or her poetic content.
We may write in prose, verse and flow, or both.
Our spirits will explore.
Our souls will be exposed.

Divine intervention is deific interference.
Interpolation defines our cause.
Wisdom sallied forth.
Pure utterance is a godsend.
We are scribes of history.
We are the writers of a holy scripture for humanity.
Verlena S. Walker

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Let there be Light

And God said let there be light and there was! Light so bright, Eve's hair shone and Adam's teeth twinkled! Light in the darkness of eternity lightening up trails never fully imagined (imagination having not yet been invented). Yep, ol' God he lit that fire 'neath Eve and Adam. And Adam got mad 'cause he thought that God had him in an impossible situation. “Who is this God who makes me feel like when a good lookin' woman offers me fruit off a tree I can't take it??” Adam got all rebellious. His bowels felt eerily jello-ish. He acted impulsively, set the course for humanity... too bad Adam didn't have a mother.

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spread your love

Where their is darkness
let their be light
Where there is injustice
let us put it right
where there is pain and suffering
let us heal it with love
and bless God the creator up above.

When someone is down
reach out your hand
and pick them up
when someone is thirsty
give them your cup
when someone is lost
show them the way
and bring joy and love
by spreading your love each day.

Peter Dome, copyright. 2012.

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Winds blow and church bells ring

The wind blows and church bells ring in the distance

Softly, as if they are singing hymns to my soul

Swaying in the wind, the sweet bells toll

A spiritual awakening,

 they whisper psalms in my ears

Singing with the breeze,the chimes call me near

I approach the threshold and the doors open wide

I could feel this mystifying force pulling me inside

I felt this inner peace, like id never felt before

My soul felt renewed, my heart had been made pure

Following the voice I knelt at the alter
I cried out LORD I AM NOT WORTHY, 

Lay down all your burdens and give them to me.

He answered  

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Angel dust

Angel dust, shower upon my head, so peace and harmony, may enter my soul
Releasing the thunder my dreams seem to scream, even while I see
For the beauty in your crystals, shine a magical dust, upon my heart
Taking devil dust, and dusting it away, so my lungs can breathe

Angel dust, if your list is long or your line has no ending
I wouldn't mind taking Aurora Borealis or a little Star dust
As, longest I'm on your list or at the end of the line
I promise to be patient, while touched by an , Angel
An Angel like you

Angel dust, shower upon my head, so peace and harmony may enter my soul
For the blessing you give, I will treasure each day, for you are my , Angel mist
Bad spirits they run, demons out the door, when they know your near
Angel dust, please don't disappear, for I will always keep you near

Delilah Ventura 
Mon, Oct 8

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He came to us in the night 
born in a stable, long ago, 
with only the stars for light 
a sign of heaven's glow; 
wrapped in a blanket 
and warmed by love 
he became a sign 
of God's descending dove. 

He came to teach 
of a new word of God, 
one of mercy and of love 
and with a promise from above, 
He healed the sick 
and cured the lame 
gave sight to the blind 
and raised the dead; 
He was the Son of God, 
the one true Lamb, 
sent to us all 
from that night in a stall. 

Jesus was his name, 
Immanuel - God with us, 
the Prince of Peace; 
but a jealous and frightened few 
incited the people into a stew 
and beat and tormented him 
and nailed him to a tree, 
so he died without any blame 
that we might be free of our shame; 
but, God raised him from the dead 
and overcame all strife 
that we in turn might have eternal life. 

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Porn No More

I've watched the war from behind closed doors;
Eyes too glued to close.
And now knowing what's in store, there's porn no more.
God's love is the only hope we know.
We are forgiven because of the love that is Jesus.
We are saved because of the love that is Jesus.
We give our lives to the Father for we are His children and He loves us.
We are loved!
No matter what we've done, we are loved!
Confess and ask for forgiveness;
This is such a beautiful gift!
Thank You God!
Thank You Jesus!
You forgive me!
You save me!
You change me!
I am changed!
I am new!
I am renewed!
I am forgiven!
I am saved!
I am changed!
There's porn no more
For God's hope is in store!
There's porn no more
For God's love is the hope of the world!

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Prayer Within

The excitement was over. No one was gone.
The times had been bad with eminent chances for hurt.
My family was with me through trials and defeat.
Now we rested awaiting the next trials replete.
No matter what lost… We will build again.
No matter what suffered we are still in God’s own hand.
So I slowly made it to the Church Sanctuary within.
To kneel at the alter before our next journey to begin.
Thank you I said… for we are still alive…
And Thank You again for you are so wise.
Please lead and inspire… as we rebuild our lives. 
And remember our hearts are with you throughout the night.
We’ll forever be strong if you will hold our hand tight.
We will not forget you… so please don’t forget us.
Much now needs be done so hold us again in the palm of your hand.
We will toil endlessly on with your cross close at hand.

Life is not perfect… That we all surmise…
But it is better by far… with God’s Grace by our sides.


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Mali's Day

I was in a field near Maitland, just wading through this rain
and I'm feeling about as ragged as my jeans
Mali went home to lay down just before this rain
started spinning this old man's mind back into a dream

so I pulled my wood flute from my dirty red bandanna
and played it softly as I learned to sing the blues
didn't hear the words or see the lies just held Mali's hand in mine
We must have sung every song this grand-pa knew

Dreaming is just another word for nothing left to lose
Nothing means everything because this life it ain't free
And feeling good was so easy, Lord, Till I sang the blues
In real life feeling good was good enough for me

From her fast track to play time, she loved laying in the sun
That's where we could discuss the secrets in our souls
Through clear and stormy weather, arguments and the fun
Yeah, this blue eyed baby girl kept grampa from the cold

On a clear day near Amplatz, Lord, I felt her slip away
You knew she went to look for her Big Bro, I know Liam found her
I'd gladly trade all of my tomorrows for one single yesterday
If I could be holding that precious Mali on my knee

To remember is yet another word in this life some must lose
Dreams, hope and deep faith that's what Mali left me
Speak often to all who cross and you will realize who is free
Learning this together was good enough for me and Mali McGee

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Where The Next Dollar Will Come From

I'm worried where the next dollar will come from.
Will she ever arrive?
Will she ever show up?
But why am I worrying?
Stop it!
It's all in God's Great Hands!
It's all under God's control!
It's all within His plans!
It's all His
And He will provide
Because He is our Father!
He loves us!
It's all His!
Trust Him!
I know it's difficult;
He will not lead you wrong.
He knows where you need to go.
He knows what you need to endure.
It's all His plan.
It's all in His Hands!
Lay down your life;
Give the control.
He is in control!
Thank You Father!
Trust Him!
It will all be okay!
Trust Him!
Thank You God!
Thank You Jesus!
Thank You Holy Spirit!
I love You always!
I trust You always!
I trust You!
I trust You!
Yes, yes I do!
I trust You!
I love You!

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My Spiritual Journey, I'm Still Roaming

I grew up physically abused,
with only grandma to hold on to.
I was a frail child confined,
and couldn't understand the pain I was going through.
I roamed!

In my teenage years,
I was rebellious and out of control.
Emotional scars were souvenirs,
and I felt I lost my soul!
I roamed!

Down a long dark path,
I thought my spiritual journey would end.
Listening to a demonic laugh,
I found myself in prison with no friend!
I roamed!

I cried out to God for an answer,
for the death of my grandma was too much!
Spiritual pain ate me away like cancer,
and I felt God had just lost touch!
I roamed!

Down that dark tunnel of tribulation,
I began to see a spark of light.
I continued forward with determination,
with a stronger spiritual appetite!
I roamed!

Inside behind these evil walls,
I constantly fed my hungry mind.
At times I felt so small,
but mentally I was no longer confused!
I roamed!

I was once weak and frail,
and attempted suicide with a knife.
I fought my way out of hell,
because I now valued my life!
I roamed!

My journey began so long ago,
and the strength of my heart continues on.
I survived a spiritual TKO,
emotional scars remain, but insecurities are gone!!
I still continue to roam!

Written for Drake Eszes contest "I, roam"

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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--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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In God's Hands

  I am malleable in God’s hands, 
No one can shape me like He can, 
He never gives me anything that I can’t handle, 
He always knows what He is doing, 
No one can compare to Him, 
He is the father I never had, 
I can truly trust, love, and honor Him, 
Because He made me, 
He loves me, 
And I love Him, 
I will never be able to put my heart into someone else’s hands with such trust!
Because He is love! 
And I am His. 
- Inspired by Jeremiah 18:6 

                                                  Jeremiah 18:6 NIV
“O house of Israel, can I not do with you as the potter does? declares the Lord. 
“Like clay in the hands of potter, so are you in my hand, O house of Israel.

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By Our Side

By my side:
The tallest mountain,
The calmest pond,
The purest stream;
My hope and strength,
Faith and love;
The Lord,
Our God,
Always by our side

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Move On

So you sinned?
Well, that's done and over with!
Keep it in the past
'Cause that's where it belongs.
But ask Jesus for forgiveness;
Don't dwell on mistakes any longer
Because He makes you new again:
Love is the outcome;
Forget the wrongs,
Love and move on!

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Eternally Alive

golden tendrils light the way,
glisten against the gate open wide,
out pour the angels, into the galaxy,
speeding along on celestial tide,
search for souls, some coming alive,
search for souls, recently died

those coming alive, confused, cry,
remember no past, trapped in new life,
unsure the future, how long it will last,
comes an angel to watch over and protect,
to remain and comfort until last breath,
then to guide a worthy soul
into the loving light of eternal life

those recently died, conscience stricken,
scream with fear, have no past,
trapped in everlasting night,
an angel, long departed, returns
to give testimonial, of one,
who cared more for life,
than the warmth and comfort of the light,
will now guide an unworthy soul,
into eternal blackness and never ending night

golden tendrils light the way,
the gate, gently sways, then closes all the way,
the angels return into the realm of God's eye,
souls eternally alive

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Jesus, Please Take Over Me

You've fallen down again;
How can you let darkness win?
You just scraped your knee,
You didn't break your leg.
It will all be okay;
I will give you strength.
Brush it off, my child;
Come and take my hand.
Let me help you up again;
You will be okay.
I have always been with you,
And I always will be.
I am by your side,
But this time,
Will you allow me to take the lead?

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The Truth About Love

Love is not easy
Love is hard
Love is time apart
Trying not to drown
Praying to stay loyal
Holding on to lover's promises
Dreaming of reuniting
Crying tears of hurt and joy
Thinking of you constantly
Asking God for all the best
Love is difficult
Love is not easy
Love is hard
Love is faith
Love is hope
Love is trust
But love is beautiful
Oh, so beautiful
And love is worth it
Oh, so worth it
Love is in God's Hands
Love is protected
Love will come back again
Reunion again
For God is love
In Jesus' Name
We pray

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Wizards Don't deny the lord

To dwell on the season I feel I must take pause with a muffled cry of reason, slipping into loud applause
As I awake from the darkness, and edge slowly toward the floor Slipping on that old red dress, that I draped upon the door
I see a sparkle on my pillow like foil string sewn into the cloth as the blossoms of ***** willow I am drawn to it like a goth
A wish of blessings for all children and that Gods joy finds one and all To expose the innocents of children We are Gods creatures, it's in us all
I think my miracle for this Christmas may have been granted by our lord cells are replicating, and with his kiss her white blood count is restored
Word Wizards Challenge draped/ slipping/ pause/ edge/ muffled/ foil/ awake/ deny/ dwell/ pillow

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The Name of Jesus

Whisper me the sweet sound of freedom,
The sweet sound found in Your Name,
Holy and Heavenly freedom,
All in the Name of Jesus!

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Christmas Poems For Kids And teenagers: 4 Hours To Christmas

It’s eight, I’m waking up late the aroma of mummy’s fry gives me so much joy to cry It’s nine, admiring my gifts so fine counting the time to display this, I’ve been hoping since may. It’s ten; guess who’s here; Uncle Ben can’t wait for his Biblical stories as the Kitchen scents with currys It’s eleven; I wished for this hour since seven dancing through the city square I’m so happy Life is fair. Hurray! It’s Christmas and I don’t want it to pass so thank you Jesus, for this gift of Love!

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Why I Do Not Go To Church Anymore

I began a journey 
along a path unknown
toward a future uncertain
without a guide to show me
the right way that I should go

but along the way 
I came to a crossroad
that revealed a new path
on the road to a way of life 
which I then needed to follow

for along this path 
I came to understand
there are many traditions
and doctrines of men which
do not the truth of God reveal

as a result a change
was made to no longer
blindly follow the beliefs
I had learned from my youth
electing not to listen anymore

and so began a new
search for divine truth
as revealed by God alone
along a path that he directs
which is spiritually discerned

for I find in his word  
there are no untruths told
which I need to then unlearn
and that is the sole reason why  
I will not in quenchless hellfire burn

© Eugene Harvey

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What Easter Means to Me

There he stood, the Son of God and man His looks was average; like ordinary men Messiah in our presence! Yet, so few believed In spite of amazing miracles none of which had been seen before I tried to move a bit closer; away from the throng Was allowed no entry within the Governor’s gates Yet, I could see through the tall, marble columns He stood still; silent and regal just as a king The enemy smirked as he hung amongst the crowd; and thought he had won Predictably, pride once more would preempt his game My Lord in humility remained, though sadness and pain reflected in his eyes All alone, he faced accusing tongues and yet, he gave no response Dead silence hovered within the Prefect’s tall gates as he queried ‘Are you King of the Jews?’ My Lord replied, ‘It is as you say.’ Caiaphas and others, ruled by ego, it seemed, became bitterly enraged! Deadly pride indwelled; self assured, none thought to pray for discernment He was beaten and mocked; he was boldly spat upon The one who cleanse the lepers, and revived some long dead Not in secret were these miracles performed; but in the presence of multitudes Some with eyes could not see, and the darkness cast shadows of deeper doubt He was crowned with thorns; a mockery; made to bear the massive cross And as he passed before me, silent tears flooded my eyes What am I that he should suffer bitter humiliation and death on my account? I was on the road to Hell and Eternal Love has come to rescue me! As he hung upon that wooden cross, captivated by numbness, was I He cried, ‘It is finished!’ Then death lost its hold- the veil, forever torn! In the deepest level of Hades, the enemy cowered as he hides For again he has failed.. Purest Love has overcome ultimate hate ~*~
For Gwendolyn's "What Easter Means to Me" Contest 3/26/11

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Evolution of Man

When did man become sick?
Besmirched with the sin of greed,
Fortified to kill his brother in fear of losing his pride,
When did man become revolted by the color of skin? 
And the gift of a child became a burden,
When did man's knowledge become dangerous?
And the power the change the world meant to lose the world
When did man stop his compassion for nature?
And allowed for it to be destroyed by fire without remorse,
When did man become blind?
And his ignorance became his bliss.
When did man forget God?

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The Light

They praise me like a saint,
But I am a sinner;
They don't know the man they see.
I am an addict.
Broken eyes to pornography,
Only Jesus can set me free.
Only by His death on the cross
And the grace of His Father's love
Am I able to be set free.
With God as The Light,
The One and Only Light,
The Only Hope in sight,
Will I be set free.
I am free.

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Every Second We're Away

Every second we're away,
We grow stronger everyday
Until that day will finally come
When we know it's okay
And we will rest in each other's arms
In peace from God above,
No longer missing one another
Because we're together;
Built forever in each other's love.

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The Preacher's Lie

With pupils fixed on the collection plate,
Sweat streaming down a wretched face,
And lethally distended neck veins,
He appealed to the sympathy of his victims,
“God wants us all to be rich!” he cried. 
“Cast your bread upon the waters!” someone implored;
Maybe an accomplice, a friend or a fool. 
“Amen!” shrieked a woman, lavishly dressed,
As she stutters like an old engine and crumbles to the floor.

Is it I alone who have seen this act,
The false prophet, the woman, and the fool,
All part of a ridiculous plot?
It's just another tale from the swindler’s script.
He echoes again the fib from his lips: 
“God wants us all to be rich!” 
Did Jesus wear Armani suits and ties, 
And sandals made from crocodiles’ hide? 
The crowd applauded the exaggerated stunt,
As he frolics, shivers and growls,
Like someone who’s drunk.
Remember the slogan that says: “In God we trust?” 
Preserve this notion:
The poor will always be with us.

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We Are All In This Together

We all have a story to tell.
Ups and downs,
Together, we've been through it all;
God has led us through it all.
Trust Him;
It's all for a reason.
All your pains,
All your struggles,
All your hurts-
They're all for a reason.
God has a bigger plan,
One we cannot see.
Trust Him and pray.
We are all in this together.
Together, we have been through it all.
Ups and downs,
We are family-
Brothers and sisters in Christ.
We are friends.
Most importantly,
We are family.
Let's love one another like God loves us.
Let's help each other out
And help each other up with loving hands.
We are His children.
We are His servants
Together on His mission
To love, save, and change the world
For the better.
We are all in this together.
Listen to His praises ring;
Let's praise Him together.
Listen to sister Fantasia sing,
"Sometimes you gotta lose to win again."
Thank You Father!

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These Walls I Built

Stuck in the prison of my own life,
I dodge behind these walls I built.
And inside is a demon covered in guilt
And shame so thick you can't see his eyes.
God, please help me to see
No matter what, You will always love and be with me.
Thank You Father for everything.
In Jesus' Name,
We pray.

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The Kite

Green, black, and red in hues,
We make many kites.
Fingers tighten the strings;
Kites soar to touch the sky.

As an elephant, moving its ears,
A kite in the sky
Sees men down, 
As small as puppets. 

Flying near the stars,
The kite looks on the lives
That meander
On the rural sands.

Soaring and soaring,
The kite eyes a black bird,
Which may be flying
Towards the shroud.

If I were a kite,
I could fly high,
Beyond the eye limit,
And feel ecstasy.

Dedicated to Debora Guzzi 

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A Sinner Like God

“I have forgiven mother”
She tarries with hope
that the good woman will pray her clemency for her own sins, 
but that hour is expired; 
Gee grew a strong wit
"Mother is no longer my burden"
Jesus came from hard conscience to corroborate her lies
The WORD written in black and white:
“Us twain is now one; for this reason I depart from her”
Three moons less than time in the safety of the womb is slight

In the past mother was necessity, 
but she grew weary of the pace;
her birth city received her
The old Jewish woman was left
with stage three pressure ulcers
while the twain bender in Atlantic City
Their backsides were not masked by mother’s conformity
My mother's now defiant fingers work dutifully in another excrement, 
goat stool in her callaloo garden

Before the recession, money was tossed in all directions;
I took hold of a few green ones.
She lived to outdo her alliance, 
but high seat killed Miss. Thomas’ cat
Mother watched her outshone the Jones
The recession was never her downfall;
immorality got the better of her. 
Jesus was overlooked
“put the WORD to work,
compensate the guardian of your youth”

She had to let a nation know how well off she was
Her enemies know her silver spoon was achieved
Her splurges buried ethics, and smiles were wide as graves
She let me know in scripts:
“A new being I am now; My shine is unlike years ago”
Vanity is not here in show, but her heart remains the same
Like the Jewish elder, mother is spurned 
with bruising on her heart.

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Love Built By God Above

You are in my heart wherever I go;
You I will never let go.
You are with me always;
You I am always.
This is love.
Build by God above,
This is love.

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This Is The Love

Stand up and shake;
Feel the rhythm in your heart.
Ignite those pants;
We get up and dance.
God on our mind,
Eternity in our souls;
Feel the chills of those bones.
It's the hope.
Open those closed doors:
Into Heaven we go,
Welcomed and forgiven.
Here is the love;
Let's dance!

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There comes a time in everyone life, when you lose even something...or someone...every tear that falls from your eyes, has already been written in time...never question what God has planned for you...for its his love that shines above you...his heavenly strength will forever guide’s the devil who will deceive and mis lead matter what I go through, when his spirit called upon me...I received his power and glory...when I pray he's here in the mist before me...he lets me know I'm worthy!...OUR LORD & GOD ALMIGHTY

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Like a cherry tree in the spring,
God if this is meant to be,
Please let this blossom.

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You are our neighbors
We are your neighbors
and we hate you
You do not belong here
You are different than us
We don't just want you to leave
We want to kill you
We want to eradicate you
We will attack you
When you retaliate
we will crumple to our knees
and cry to the world
Look at our neighbor!
Our neighbor is trying to kill us!
Then the world will rush to our aid
because the world fears us.
The world fears what we might become
You must learn to fear us.

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Wisdom of Heights---Climb with Me

This morning
bells toll
a trumpet sounds
but refuses to blare
it just doesn't know 
how to harm
what it takes
to infect the living 

and sound
survive sadness
out last the past
bond brothers and sisters
of sky
and water
as it loses 
to a force

some days...

this morning
it wins
because the vibration knows god
and is ONE

and though human imperfections
sit in the shadows of it's path
perfections will
and forever will

so arrogant 
we choose to destroy 
but how can we concentrate 
on methods of malcontent
when god sits at our breakfast table?
as father urges child
"get up!"
"move on!"
"stand on two feet!"
"breath child!"

he tolls the bell
as we lay on deaf ears
he loosens ties with anger 
as the path warns and wears
driving this cosmic ship 
of no loses
only tiny
arrogant setbacks

and he smiles
for he knows
what we yet
have to find...
and all is well.

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Not Giving In

Behind truth you can decide
Where the clay is set in 
As clouds are in circles above the world
Setting eyes upon prices missing
Manipulated society onward to destruction
No one listens but the rules and programs for our minds
Since birth we are the machines
Those who dare go against the current
Extinct they become
Names with no leads
Do we know better?
Or rather know less?
Like numbers in our heads
Changing seasons to the like of the system
This is no rebellion
Is not the exact war settled against 
Is just the fact no one puts their eyes out

As we march to the chambers
Where the sky is set clear for our eyes
But fire rains outside the tower
Like an eye set on our every movement
Isn't that the number we're given from birth?
Nothing we try
Can change the fact?
Have the world tried to go against holding hands
Side by side on the march to take the power beneath our sin's?
Haven't seen war or peace
But death and clairvoyant diseases are well settled
Is there no more man to stand their own grounds?
Where have the women's with authority fallen from?
Inside vile's the idea remains
Ashes we inhale to be programmed for control
Im not planning to change anything with the words I may place upon a paper
For I am no one
But I pity the world inside my mind
As I can see through 
But cannot lead the remains to restore

Are there any more grounds to step in?
Why do we as human must be concealed from truth?
Things we shouldn't know?
Aren't they human too?
Because a profession is well made?
I don't swallow what I don't like
Man is made to lead
Women is made to lead
Or is there any difference in the ideals of one another?
Can someone speak up for anyone in this days?
Or is it made by mute emotions?
Everyone holding up to the little they can make
As those which have the world on their hands
Few wishes to know what an emotion is
While the rest manipulate us with the green on our number
Im no anarchist 
Im not godless
I just know I have rights to speak
Because there's no place where my democracy cannot hail high
For I am free and of course I accept if they want to kill me
Is not having mercy or just destroying what is already in control
But making things right
People over the whole world make revolution
But they failed for the lack of hands raising fists 
Is it fear running deeper than blood?
Or just blood cursed by the same system?
Can someone explain a bit?
No one does
They just get born, programmed and be utilized 
Then die and decompose in time
Think through
Is it worth it?

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God is a word and so is the devil

God is a word
And so is the devil
In which one do you believe?
Or are you not to deceive?

God is a word
And so is the devil
They are all the same
It’s just a name

Live by a name
Then play the game
Do not complain
You choose the name game

God is a word
And so is the devil
You got deceived 
Just because you believed

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Stuck In The Struggle

Sometimes I get stuck in the struggle
And I forget that this life is real,
Full of real love,
Full of real people,
Full of real strength,
Full of real faith.
Look around
Because this is real.
Welcome to reality;
This is God's amazing life!

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God Over Us

God over us 
like hard rock covering land mollusks,
shielding them 
from tropic sun
 (like hell raging on Gomorrah)
and velvety ocean breeze 
carrying salt to season coconut water.
Zebra type, like a leopard’s stubborn spots,
Shun the selfless offering 
for the small of a hard back; 
the product is beheld on hot concrete.

If we as March hares, fast, 
hippity hop 
in green pastures 
his Spirit pulled from a top hat, 
but when rain clouds change complexion 
screening the eye of sun, 
we set off along crooked burrows 
to escape morning shower.
At home we are mostly wet.

Joseph in colored coat; 
his reading of Pharaoh’s memory 
is for his days 
(the vision still stands).
Meager bulls swigging loaded cows 
and Lot galloping hard 
with back against Sodom.
How damaged are we 
when children bear no children?

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When God Speaks In Whispers

Sometimes I steal away to a quiet place and seek my Heavenly Father’s face.
In his presence I find the peace to calm my troubled mind. 
He walks with me on green garden paths and by Blue Mountain streams.
I hear his still soft voice whisper in the sound of rippling streams
 and in the whisper of the pine trees.
Ever listening for my call, around me his mercy drops fall.
When I bow beneath my heavy load and tears streak my face
He is always there with a warm embrace.
When God speaks in whispers I can see his love all around 

For Brian Strand's contest: Any theme

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Blessing The Man Of God

The raging waters stay calm from the stretching forth of your hands the words of your mouth move the hand of God to action You’ve been lifted up so high to manifest His power among men your pulpit, cuts across the hearts of men from many nations Thus, God’ll continue to shade you with his divine protection until the rains of your existence cover the fields of your cultivation and the jury of heaven stands in complete attestation to your fulfillment You’d be filled inexhaustibly with the power of the knowledge and understanding of His word richly blessing you with substance and good health and your anointing; the foam to which nations will find comfort.

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To be absolutely certain To be firmly convicted in principle and belief Is the scariest feeling of all But, like all feelings, it never lasts The conviction stays, but the mind wanders Deep into the zones of ostensible comfort Where it rests merely to frenzy Into the streets of opposition Straight into the absolute wrong But the feeling never lasts It returns to the minute certainty The mind becomes determined in the conviction it has embraced And the best feeling rises above the initial fear: Gratefulness

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The Corner of Madison and Huron

At the corner of Madison and Huron,
The faint pedestrian appears.
A couple holding hands walking swiftly
As police pass near.
Cane in his hands
Walks a younger looking man,
Rolling his suitcase along
A central corner in a downtown city
Where faith, hope, and love belong.
May God bless you Toledo,
Today and forevermore.

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Science and God

Some would call me a lost cause,
but I only see myself as lost with no cause.
We spend all this time worrying about what others think of us,
when in reality there are billions of other people thinking the same thing.
This universe is only a small speckle in the entire galaxy,
and we have the audacity to believe that we are worth something.
Now that's not a bad thing,
because all society ever tells you to do is make a difference in the world.
All we hear is "you're special in your own way" or "you really do matter",
but the matter at hand is, do we think that of ourselves?
Science says that there are 400 billions stars in the Milky Way and 7 billion people on Earth.
Both the stars and the humans each handcrafted by a supernatural being we like to call God.
Ever since I was a little girl, I was raised in the Catholic church.
And I was taught to fear God and fear The Lord.
But as my schooling went on, i learned so much more about science.
It is always emphasized in public schools not to mix science and religion.
So which one do we believe? The logic or the morals?
Science and God don't go together in my mind,
and I think that's why I'm so lost.

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Am I Still Forgiven

I did it again; I need forgiven.
Will He still forgive me even though I've fallen before?
I've fallen into these same sins countless times before;
I still haven't learned my lesson.
I am an ignorant hypocrite.
Am I still forgiven?

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the deadly 7

7 of the most deadly sins, lurk & inhabit., us all within
No one is immune, of its venomous wrath.
Human nature not an obstacle, in its path.

Although we are made out of love, we are born into sin.
Nothing more deadly than the living and breathing.

 let me introduce , you to PRIDE. A funny thing we all know, yet hide.
Pride is the deadliest of them all, many a man live truly a man fall.

Pride is so hurtful in many ways, it takes recognition away,
Competitively displays.

In this materialistic world, we live in.  ENVY is shrewd so, we may not see it coming.
Unknowingly to us or the victims it harbors, resent the good seen, in others

To have everything in abundance and never satisfied, is truly GLUTTONY with "big" gleaming, eyes.

Wanting something, purely for our own, pleasure & satisfaction, LUST has no love or, emotional attachment.

In a twinkle of an eye ANGER, can trigger a sad goodbye. Many have died at the hands of this trait, love turned to anger determines another's fate.

Obtaining all the possessions of wealth and fortune, GREED sadly strips us of our salvation, with distortion.

Physical things that we need at present, vanish away with , irrelevance.

Working for what we want to achieve, there is no place for SLOTH, and it's  un-motivated deeds..

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A day in a Life

I hear the wind blowing on this stormy day, 
it makes me feel, peaceful, at ease, hungry for a nap,
watching the moss sway on giant oak limbs, 
Ahhh Florida during a tropical storm...
it makes me feel so relaxed while others feel fear,
it's odd to me, their fears, their grasp on material things,
I am grateful it is foreign to me as I embrace my peace,
knowing peace, is Christ living inside me,
I have life, I have love, blessings to big to measure,
my call is greater than a paycheck or a new car,
it is reality, a simple testament, a human life;

Yet... all I can think of is the words you sent,
how they were words I longed to hear,
words of sweetness, happiness, words of a husband to a wife,
and how it made my heart beat, faster, 
words so small, yet so big to my cautious mind and eager heart,
it plummets me, to years of hope, to the years of our lives... 
to moments of sheer happiness and shattering pain,
I am happy, happy in the life I have, 
happy sharing in something greater than my own selfish needs,
it is visions of hope and holding hands,
something as simple as holding hands, can change a life,
the electricity sends impulses, increasing our breathing,
it's the birth of something bigger than we can explain;

Yet... all I can think of is God's magnificent hands,
not deserving the little arms that hug my neck,
or the big blue eyes that watch me so closely,
raised two sons to get a daughter, with long red loose curls,
more joy, more love, more hope,
little fingers touching my arm, grasping my hand,
just another season in a short life,
a season within time, one not better than another,
all life, this life, merely a flash, a simple test;

The storm is growing, the low growls and rumbles,
peeking out a window, for a tornado, a falling limb,
a rush of electricity again, quiet excitement stirring within,
always that edge, that lingering question, "am I alive?",
it is peaceful, calm, refreshing,
the excitement of the storm... 
wherever you are, whatever day it is, whichever hour,
in God's hands it is but an iota of time,
for Him it is a small sound an utterance of a word,

The wind is blowing again,
bending all, forcing it to bow to its power,
the rain pouring, seeping into every narrow opening, 
again, I am feeling peaceful, at ease, in need of a restful nap,
always ready, always waiting, in the comfort of His mighty hand

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We dig deep for something that rests on the surface.
We go far for something that lies just around us.
We seek fervently that which in our hands we grip.
No wonder we find not. Because that which we seek is not lost,
That which we buy is not for sale and He who guides us is not its author.
Time and time again these words come to us to turn to the author of happiness
And to seek it from He who can plant happiness in our souls.
In our rebellion we are caught in an unending spiral
And maze of delusions that only promises but never offers.
Seek it no more my friend that which is nigh,
Buy it no more my friend that which is a gift.
God can give you happiness that lasts

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In the midst of this silent song,
Is a lost note-a lost church...
Worst than being abandoned,
It's foundation  has been crawled by isolation...
The melodious rhymes it made,
Has been replaced by a never ending moaning of the ocean...
The sands crapes into it veins,
Going sway..
It was a place filled with saved souls..
A place of inspiration,
Tunes into a place of isolation..
Left and abandoned by all,
The place of worship has turned into "abbadon".


2nd October 2011

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Ons almal sterf alleen

'n Oomblik waardig van afsondering
'n Vreemdeling nie deur ander gesien
Is ons die verlate?
Is ons die verlater?
Lewe in die nag om sy wreedheid te skuil
Hul gesigte belig die skerms
Die rykes maak geld uit dié oorlog
Die sterftesyfer styg
Nog 'n verraaier
Die leuenaar, die patriot
Hoeveel leuens, hoeveel sterftes
Afgemaai soos 'n lam wat geslag word
Nog 'n spook vir jou verlede
Nog 'n gelowige, nog 'n slagoffer
Ken nie die pad van die tou na die vloer
Kyk in die gesig van die wat jou verraai
Jy is die gejagte, die slagoffer, die prooi en die vervalle
Ons sterf almal alleen.

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Dear Daddy God

Dear Daddy God, thank you for bringing my husband to me
Thank you for the love that you have placed in our hearts

But God, how long will we wait for the blessings that our love brings
How long must we be waiting at the portals of fulfilled and quenched love’s door

Far be it for us to complain, Daddy, but can’t you see the strings of our aching heart
Care Thou not that they are stretched taunt, to their limit and we hurt so much inside

But what are we talking about. You Father God, are the all knowing, all seeing God
There is nothing that misses your caring eyes.  Nothing that hurts, that you have not felt

Teach us then the wisdom of waiting on you.  Teach us to wait on your understanding
Teach us that what we see, how we see, is not your way.  Not your purpose

So Daddy God, bless us we pray.  Let us keep the faith, through the Holy Spirit
Let us not be weary, let us not falter where we should be strong.  We need your help.  Amen 

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Race Against Time

A race. 
Far flung and far fetched. 
Begin's now. 

A race for time. 
Against Time itself. 

The sands are flowing,
shifting like the Saharan dunes.
This is a race...a race against time.

The world, it's collapsing.
Disasters, natural and our fault.
Increasing, more often than not.

A race...the race against Time. 

Solutions to be found, 
far out and uncomprehensible.
The world itself is reversing. 
Turn around, see the light.

Time's luster is dulling,
fading with age. 
Fading away, rusting. 
Platinum facades, wiping away.

Implosion, destruction. 
Insanity taking over.
Mindless death,
the curse of our race.

This is a race. A race against Time.

This is The Race...

What time is it? 

Why, it's 3 till midnight. 

The Race Against Time.

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Color of a Man's Character

The Color of a Man’s Character
We all bleed
And cleave to 
Those we leave

We all smile when we are greeted
And cry when we are mistreated

Why do we choose to abuse others 
For the color of their skin?

Why do we think that only 
Our own color should win?

We’re all the same underneath 
We all deserve peace 
When we lay down to sleep

Love one another while you can
Show your son how to be gracious
The color of a man’s character 
Is how he treats his fellow Man.

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Where the Sunlight Dwells

in the 
depths of heaven
where the sunlight dwells

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The Angel Who Never Knew

She was an angel
But she didn't know
Life was hers for the choosing
But she chose to let go

Her whole life before her 
But she didn't know
I saw her fall from heaven
The day she let go

She fell into
My broken arms
All of my charm
Only caused her harm

I cried the day
She went away
I close my eyes
See her angelic face

She didn't know
She could save
What does it matter
She went away

And I hold her name holy
As the ghost she now is
My only wish
Is she knew how to live

Life is so fragile
In the arms of an infant
Possibiltiies endless
Endlessly infinite

I remember how 
she could smile
Made shattered dreams
Seem worthwhile
I could do anything 
Under her gaze
It was me she saved
Then ended it all away

Why did she leave me
To figure it out alone
Why was she helpless?
Why was she cold?
Angel unknown
Please return to this presence
For reality without you
Is never as pleasant

The thought of her
Than you can imagine
She kept me going
By reviving my dragon

Invision a world
Of no material
All in existence
Live in indecision
For no one knows
What they really want
They want a world
That's not enough

And then she returned
To carry in peace
Her healing touch 
reached inside me
I know she's there 
Though I can't see
I feel her halo
Watching over me
I feel diseased
Then it went away
In the same fashion
As she did one day

One day abruptly 
A realization
Was my life
Really worth saving
I'd trade for hers 
On any plane
Because an angels special
Until they're gone away

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Life Can Be Cruel

I cannot get into heaven
God I have tried!
Suicide is a double edge sword
Especially when you survive!
Walking the streets at night
Dazed and confused
Longing to be loved
When is Mum, coming for me?

"Does she still love me?"
"Does she still care?"
"Does she still think of me?"
"Does she wonder, where I am?"

I want her to come find me
I want her to say she 'loves me’
I want her to comfort me
I want her to take me home
And keep me safe
And not forget hat I exist
Like the way she treats me now

I wish God 
Could make my Mum
Magically appear
Making this hellish nightmare
On the street

“Send my Mum please!”
So, all this can end!
Before this last ray of hope
Diminishes for good!

I don’t want to become
The walking dead
Forever forgotten as if 
I was never born!
For this is the cruel, harsh reality
Of living life, feeling unloved
Uncared for, abandoned,
Left to fend for my own

A dangerous killer inside me
Eating away, at my soul
Something, no one can see
As I suffer in silence
My insides crippling!

Lost, alone and frightened
Weeping on a dirty
Graffiti park bench
Dirty tears
Rolling down my cheeks
Stuffing newspapers under my jumper
To keep myself warm

“What am I going to do?”

“Will I make it through the night?”
“Will I get raped and beaten?”
"Will I be left for dead?”
“Will I survive
To see another day?

“Is my life worth living?”

Please God, I beg of you
Have mercy now
Please show me the way!

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The Thin Color Line

I smell them, 
coming like a landfill 
racing against my success, 
a race with spaces 
divided by a thin color line
The world is printed like an aged Washington Post; 
quite a man he was, old George 
Nothing akin to Abraham, 
who knows, a man is just a man

Of the few that perched on the edge, 
some, their seats were taken when the three came
In September we break devil’s backbone
and cut the camel thorns; 
some were used for fuel, 
but one was allowed to flourish 
Near Ground Zero, a monument was erected 
echoing the sacrifices to Allah, 
because he begged for New York like Jerusalem, the unholy 

So, you see, my calamity is painted 
Deep within my roots 
are things that boil my blood 
and colored me for my judgment
While the races are numerous,
we forfeit the only we should run
We are HUMAN, we are of that race only
I’ve mentioned the “college” in prior times, 
how my journey was almost blurred; 
I was forced along a path directed by a thin color line, 
and ordered to run a race the God did not design

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8:15 To Freedom

Do you hear the train a'whistlin'?
I wonder where she's a'goin'.
Can she be boundin' toward freedom?
Well, there's freedom in Jesus!
And that's all we need!

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Your Love Is The Strongest

Send me to the darkest places;
That's where I feel You strongest.
A kiss and hug down the deepest alleys;
Never letting go, Your love is the strongest.

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Dead On My Own, Alive In Him

Faith is not failing me,
I am failing Him.
Why do I refuse to accept His grace?
Why would I rather live my life on my own
When He is extending a helping a hand?
I am depressed,
Dead on my own,
But I am alive in Him!
I give my life to Him for real;
I give Him my all,
And now I'm alive
Because He gives me life!

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My mum was on the sick bed
She was so weak that we thought she wouldn't make it
Through the night we prayed for the Lord to save her soul
In the morning i heard sound coming from the kitchen
As i entered, i was amazed to see my mum making breakfast
Before i could speak she raised her hand and said 
Truly, the Lord answers prayer.

In church people were singing and praying
Among the congregation, some were speaking in tongues
Suddenly! i heard someone screamed and ran to the alter
I was surprised to see that it was the lady that was brought on wheelchair
Jumping and dancing she grabbed the Microfone
And with tears running down her face she said
Truly, the Lord answers prayer.

At the hospital, in the intensive care unit
Lying in coma three days after the terrible accident
The doctors said nothing else could be done but just to hope and pray
So we called on the Lord to take control of the situation
The following day as we entered he was staring directly at us
And with a smile on his face he said
Truly, the Lord answers prayer.

At junior high, we were playing behind the classroom
Then all of a sudden, we heard a loud noise
And before we knew it the entire wall of the building collapsed
Over thirty kids buried in the rubble only one didn't make it
Though it could have been worse but our innocent prayers that morning was answered
When i reflect on these and many more it makes me realize
That truly, the Lord answers prayer.

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My life was heading nowhere fast on a road to my destruction. Everything I had was taken from me. I was left with completely nothing. The little hope I had for a future vanished from my aching head. Finally I came to a conclusion just wishing I was dead. I can’t take anymore I cried aloud not expecting anyone to hear. Then a voice like no other said, “My dear child, I’m near.” “Who’s speaking to me?” I replied out of pure ignorance. “I am the Lord Almighty. There is no other like me With any significance. I created the heavens and the earth And everything that dwells on them. If you believe these words I speak, and that I sacrificed My one and only Son I will renew your strength, and you shall soar on wings as an eagle And be my chosen one.” In reply I cried, “Lord I believe! Please come into my heart!” Hence, His spirit rested upon me -And I was pulled out of the dark. I now had every reason to go on living joyfully For I am God’s creation Accepting His gift which cannot be bought, MY SALVATION!

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Rainbows of hope endlessly span in the ether vast
Effortlessly redoubling in voids’ empty caverns
Every thought entwined, lacking innate freedom

Illumination grandiosely illustrated to a select audience
Captivated in the auspicious moment of success 
Impressing no one with odious jargon 
And theses absorbed through ever pouring over scrolls
A mind inundated with alien concepts 

Anew the intricate webs influence the inner psyche
Arrows carelessly aimed, fired at Cupid’s aura 
Finding a willing entrance to a yearning, aching heart

Embracing the agreement to eternal life in the unconditional love offered
Confucius: ““I hear, I know. I see, I remember. I do, I then understand."


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Christmas Poems For Kids And Teenagers II: A Christmas Phone Call

Ring ring I called to Jesus He picked the phone and called my name I have some questions I said go ahead and ask, he said. Why isn’t Christmas celebrated everyday? Why can’t I get presents as often as possible? Why did you choose December for such moment of bliss? He answered with a gentle smile. I have made you the never fading hope the crown which you’ll glory in my presence I’ve filled your heart with Joy and gladness as often as you let me my grace for you is abundant which is renewed every morning and my love for you is endless and never bounded by time and yet you only celebrate me once in a year? Oh lord forgive me- I weep how can I celebrate you everyday? He said- Purify your heart and be clothed with a constantly renewed mind. This is the perfect Gift I seek. Oh Lord my God! my heart is all yours now and forever more. merry Christmas to me…………… merry Christmas to the world.

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A church called Ransom

God’s church
worship here
or the puppy gets it

‘s paused entrance
muted celebration
muffled scream
and shout

God’s church
worship here
or the puppy gets it

‘s just desserts
viewed destruction
failed backers
who blame

God’s church
worship here
or the puppy gets it

‘s selected boxes
disposed choices
removed at

God’s church
worship here
or the puppy gets it.

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Bright light

Bright light. Warm light. Though I know my sins can scorch and burn.
Please dear Son… Keep me in your light during my darkest turns.
Help me have the courage, to leave my hiding place behind.
Take my hand and lead me out, again into the sunshine.

Warm my soul and warm my face… and give me the courage to hang on.
Bequeath to me a portion… of your light… enough to lead me on.
Do not let me fall and falter further into the darkening night.
For I have seen the sadness there… as it wraps around my heart.

The Dark behind awaits me… The Son can lead me forth.
All around are currents that batter me, and send me back and forth.
Relentless is this life and all the pain it gives… Don’t forget to find me…
Please save me once again...

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The Witch Children Of The Delta

your branches are broken 
and burned
because of the two gods; 
for having both 
is one too many.
The first deemed 
our nuisances are means of meager 
children riding broomsticks.
Ignorance is a spread 
for Helen and her four-nineteen.
In our branches are fruits 
for tomorrow; 
their faces, the suns on delta.
When they came 
with Messiah, 
a god and eyes to see 
our branches with faces that shine
like suns on delta, 
we were given a true name 
but he came with them; 
the one who is differing.
He came with Helen
and cursed your branches;
you can’t see the fruits in them.
A god can be used; 
they are not that invincible.

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The Fear

The Aphotic rays reach higher
And shame, shade reigns over all
Lacuna, Apathy is all I feel as I fall into the ashed grave
I'm living, the slowest way to die
Elysia, rapture where are you now

What will I do when the flame is extinguished 
What will I do when I drown in ash
What will I do when they sing my name in funeral dirges 
How can this be all, one short organic vitality
Scares to die, but afraid of a new day

Scared to die, but so afraid of a new day
Will I Ressructe to Paradise, burn in Hell, or lay in Sheol
Is this a there is, one feather, to the dirge
My life so long - my suffering grows
Scared to die, but so afraid of a new day

In all of the ashes, a flame begins
Once again, here I am
Living, the slowest way to die

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Lead me kindly to Nirvana-w

I invite the Triple Jewel from Ten directions
And from the past, present and future.
Namo Bhagavate Amitabhaya Tathagataya.
To the Buddha I take refuge
To the Dharma I take refuge
To the Sangha I take refuge
May all beings form great assembly, all in harmony

I seek the blessings of Arahats for Dharma & Vinaya
Let Transiency (Anicca), Sorrow (Dukkha,
And No-soul (Anatta) enlightened me
And be a raft to escape from birth and death.
What is transient is painful
Let not pleasure be a prelude to pain.

Birth is suffering, old age is suffering,
Disease is suffering, death is suffering,
To be united with the unpleasant and
To be separated from the pleasant,
Not to receive what one craves for.

Lead me kindly to Nirvana.

Sixth place winner
Contets : Encore in honor of John heck
*Nirvana means salvation

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Once Again With Words Unspoken

Looking up through the trees
Above the canopy of stars
I see you, with my heart’s eye
Beautifully dressed in heavenly refinement
Perched delicately on a soft, fluffy cloud
I hear you, with my heart’s ear
Singing and rejoicing with psalms of joy
Surrounded by a glorious chorus of angels

Looking down through the stars
You see me, looking up at you
You smile a knowing smile
Sending a gentle wind to caress my face
Drying the tears streaming down unnoticed
You reach out a knowing hand
Mending the heart that feels lost and broken
Filling the empty spaces with peace once again

Looking up through the trees
Above the canopy of stars
I speak to you, with my heart’s voice
Thanking you once again for always knowing
For always seeing the need without a word spoken
I sing to you, with my heart’s voice
Songs of praise and thanksgiving for all that you done
Faithfully knowing, this and more, you will continue to do

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I Messed Up

Lord, please forgive me.
I need You.
I messed up.
Please, save me.
Thank You.
I trust You.
I love You.
I am a hypocrite.
Please, change me.
Thank You.

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I stand before Him
    joined hands, eyes closed
with a heart full of hopes
    a 'Navkar' on my lips
A mere mortal- me, praying,
    asking, beseeching blessings
A little bit from his bountiful of grace.
    A life, no matter how short in measure
One filled with warmth of true love,
    vitality of health and virtue of peity.
For me, mine and all His Creation around.

I stand before Him
     head covered for worship
Anoint Him with saffron-sandalwood 
    lowering my eyes with gratitude
singing praises to Him, each minuscule
    particle of my being
Blessed I feel to be born and cared for
    in His Divine Providence.
Thanking the Lord for bestowing me
    all I could have desired
and much more.

I kneel before Him
    touching my head to His feet
begging for pardon, a repenting sinner
    performing penance from within the heart
Forgive me Lord for the grave and
    frivolous mistakes and umpteen sins
I committed knowingly-unknowingly.

Standing here, bowing my head to God
    one last sacred motive
freedom from the cycle of 
    birth-death-re birth!

For Debbie Guzzi's  STAND contest

*Navkar mantra:  a chant of nine lines, prayer of Jainism
 Right now the Jain festival of Paryushan is being celebrated. It has a duration of eight days. All devotees perform worship of God by anointing statues with paste of saffron-sandalwood, fasting and doing penance for the sins. On the last day of the festival people join hands and ask for forgiveness to one another, for anything they have done to others that might have caused hurt during the whole year.

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Yellow Jackets

Angel on your shoulder
Whispers in you ear
The things you need to hear
Does a voice from the outside 
Ring true?
People all have advice
Who do you listen to?
In those final moments
Will you know?
Will you believe the final
Sacrament or will you turn away?
I need to know
I need to understand
What makes you think
Can you ignore the man?
Is it a lie?
A trick on religion
Or just a way to justify

Like the cacti that bloom in the desert
We only get one chance at beauty
Is it a swirling plastic bag in the corner?
Caught up with some leaves
A hand that we cannot perceive carries that lifeless form
Yellow jackets burn my eyes
Swarming to blind the truth
Why does God make it so hard?
To see the truth
Are we all living a lie?

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UnMerrited Favor

With each valley I pass through he walks with me

Safely he guides me where I cannot see.

He knows my need before I call and he picks me up each time I fall

Always he reminds me he knows what’s best for me and that

It’s impossible to lose my footing when I am on my knees

Many times along the way I have stumbled and grieved him so

but his mercy on me has never ceased to flow

For you see, through the love of my sweet Savior I have been given 


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Christmas Poems For Kids And Teenagers III: All The Way With Jesus

January is here as expected that makes me wary of the new year but Jesus reminds me of His promises Oh, February already! Dad shows the burden he carries but Jesus pats him with His word. Here comes March Mum becomes trouble’s new catch but Jesus creates a way for us to overcome April appears so fast the moving year is becoming real and Jesus convinces us to seek Him first. May, may may desertion by friends is underway Jesus sits besides, never forsaking me. Half a year in June the year is now at noon Jesus asks me never to worry about the night Wonderful July so glorious how time actually flies Jesus Has carried me this far. August, the summer’s border a new season will soon be our guest He’s always the same, every season, every year. The familiar months begin with September difficulties are almost over You see, I told you! Says the Lord It’s October And I’m still under his cover b’cos He loves me more than anyone else. November, the 11th month counting down to the special event yet His goodness is countless and bountiful The grand Finale in December family and friends in the mood of Christmas even though His love Has been shielding us right from January.

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Losing Myself

I cry myself awake
In the middle of the day
Because of a decision I made
Not to spend time with you.
And now everything I am
Is falling apart into pieces;
I feel like I am losing you
Because I am losing myself.

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I Love All You Believers Number One

I really love all you who believe
Doesn’t matter who you are, what you are
Music comes from the music maker
Believers have a special gift, 
They can hear the sound
I have asked to believe, maybe
I will hear your song
But with sound comes light
For what is one without the other?
And two eyes with which to see the light
The Lord took spittle and clay,
Put it on the blind man’s eyes
And simply said “believe and you can see”
We can see you Lord, we can hear you
That’s why I really love all you who believe

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Beautiful Children

Singing around in love;
Smiles built from the ground.
Holding hands in the dance;
Laughing with brothers and sisters,
All in His Glorious Name.
Throughout His perfectly sculpted land:
Look around because this is it;
Look around because this is love;
Look around and know, understand, comprehend,
Rejoice because you are perfect;
You are God's beautiful children!

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The Bank of Good Deeds

When my days are over
and the good Lord calls me home.

When I reach the pearly gates
and for my lifes accounting I do wait.

Will my account at God's bank of good deeds
be full or over drawn?

For my sins do I still have a debt I have yet to pay
or have I paid my way as I've gone along each day?

Will St Peter let me in the pearly gates
or have my sins earned a debtors fate?

This was inspired by Elliott Bowe's poem When the Tables are Turned.

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The Desert Church

The Desert Church

The church down in the canyon
Always in the shadows
It is a place that even God has forgotten
Sand fills the aisle where brides used to walk
Rocks cover the alter where prayers were offered
Bats hang in the decaying rafters
The sacramental wine has long since turned to dust
And the holy water was drank by thirsty animals
So many people prayed and hoped in the pews
Just as many sins were forgiven
The desert winds reclaimed a place built by God
The prayers are lost in the blowing dust
Yet the bell rings throughout the day
Swung by the wings of an angel
Telling no one that the church is there
Letting no one know that God is still alive
And He is waiting for someone to notice
For someone to come to this church
For someone to pray 
He is waiting for anyone

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Refusing To Listen

Everyone telling me where to go:
Turn left,
Turn right.
I don't even know who to listen to anymore;
I don't even know who I am anymore.
God, please speak to me
And tell me where to go
And show me what to do
Because Your voice is drowning out in the madness
Or maybe I am just refusing to listen.

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White Dove

rain and thunder
starts to upset the stomach of a now souring sky
as it prepares itself to release a few tears
upon those seeking truth for their lies
in the distance
a white dove cries

The thunder strikes up a conversation
clapping rudely
during the rains flawless audition
i stand amid not to be judged
but to be cleansed by this gift
by my own remission
to fear
means knowing how to love
in the distance it cries
the white dove

Those, who seek out these healing waters
peace, they shall find
but the lost refuse to drink
and prefer to gargle from the man-made pool
of illusion and lies
sadly, they never learn to fear
in the distance
a white dove cries

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In a Welsh Chapel Darkly

I know you see me from up there,
from halfway up the steep and twisting lane.
In early half-light as you take your walk
I no doubt seem to loom as you descend,
appear to grow, to rise from earth,
my boxlike rectilinearity,
severe and unadorned geometry,
a silhouette against the solitary sodium source.

I once hosted fiery-throated hymns
from dedicated souls in Sunday best:
“Marchog, Jesu, yn llwyddiannus”,
“O! Iesu mawr, rho d’anian bur” –
voices rich and raised and resonant,
so filled with faith, so gorged with God.
My pitch-pine pews were polished
by coat and skirt and trouser twill.

Abandoned now, unloved, slab-still,
void and stark and desolate,
with quarry-tiled floor that would resound
with joy were anyone to walk upon it,
I present gaping emptiness, a thing felt,
a cave whose darkness, palpable,
is peopled by retreating echoes of my past,
like timorous ghosts far too afraid to speak.

But there is One I must not name
who lodges in my roomy quarters,
cowers within my tight square corners,
seeking shadows when the sun stares in.
I hear Him breathing as
He sweats in His remorse, a thing smelt,
hiding from the accusing gaze
of His forlorn creation.

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Ashes to Ashes

From ashes
she rises, 
face, hands, feet.
Four months, 
Ten days, 
She mourns.
She weeps.

She clothes herself now
in an adornment of white
bowing privately, 
praying fervently, 
as bitter fumes
of acetone
seep beneath the door.

Her source is god.
Her destination is god.
She pleads with god now
for peace
As men mix and pour
A holocaust
Just outside her door.

Her sisters wail.
They bathe her lifeless arms
And shroud her
as Iris Albicans- 

The imam, he stands, 
Praying silently
As men convey her
towards Mecca.
From ashes to ashes
And dust to dust.
From ashes to ashes
And dust to dust.

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Soul Beat

Run into my heart;
Run right into my arms.
I will never let you go;
I am yours forever, please know.
You make my soul beat;
You bring me back to life.
God, thank You for this love;
God, thank You for this life.

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East of Eden

East of Eden, silver rays pierce
My languid eyes in oblivion;
Half-awaken by the tick of time
in the swelling of my hourglass,
For the time has come
And it is the climax. My climax.
Looking at the morning star,
My eyes shut in a speed of light
As if the scorching heat
Ignited the chariot to throttle;
And friction made it less
Painful than reality. I slumbered,
As nightmares flashed in a
Kaleidoscope of blurry visions,
Frozen, my heart is frozen;
But the star is at its zenith
Aflame by the Power. I seek
For light where the darkness dwelt,
Even if I am East of Eden.

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Writing Buddha

On chilly Tuesdays, I write according to a strict ethos.
Evening light is subdued in a room of primary colors,
heat on medium to ensure balance and the notes

of a piano concerto flicker amongst red and white candles 
encircling two cream-colored half moon chairs which
my mass spans from east to west - never west to east – 

although the manner in which I recline varies.
A fairly upright position is best when writing about truth, faith
or hope as my feet are distanced from my graying head,

keeping things pure, clear and beyond reproach.
For poems about love, sex or death, I find curling
like a tomcat is more conductive, allowing a middle 

to form from the meeting of extremes, that place
our mothers only wanted us to know about in theory,
a page in the Kama Sutra with the corner twice folded.

But  my favorite position beyond a doubt is this one,
the one I reserve for writing about poetry where
I lay on my left side in boxers and a t-shirt,

my length crinkled into separate stanzas, the leg bone of each
connecting to the knee bone of the next, concluding with
a Pictish-looking head bone adorned with a triad

of black periods and a parenthesis on its side,
the traditional depiction of a boat or – sometimes -
a bowl, its contents only visible from above. 

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You Are Alive

You're alive even in the darkest place;
Even when we can't hear Your Name,
Even when we can't see Your grace,
You're alive!
Even when we can't feel Your grace,
You are alive!

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I'm like a lion
Tryin to be  trained
to behave in a cage, but
I wasnt born to be tame
Full of stress and rage
 Im compressed and chained
Infected with depression
beCause I cant catch a break
Lifes taste is so tart
In pain from my scars
Stained by lame luck
Stuck behind apace car
I strive to write
But all I can type is the space bar
I'm Pervaded with doubt
About to freakout
Quick Someone bail me out
I would sniff my way out
but I got this cyst on my snout
From 6 years of this drought
Im sittin with this could of pout
Stickin to me like jam from a can
like melted candy in your hand
I'M a pantree full of Spam
 A Letter without the stamp
A debtor without a plan
Like chicken on a pan without any Pam,
Damn I'm starting to get pissed
 I got to devise a plan, before I break my fist,
Punching this brick wall, I got the spit but no ball
got the wits with no squall, like a toliet with no stall
 Slippin in a pit fall, Shiz just snow balls
I want to brawl, missed last call
My Stick shift just stalled,
This lawl has no intention at stopin at all
And I'm kicking myself in the balls
like old men walking up and down the halls
so i flop, just like a dust mop
Now i got knots in my food box
The size of king kongs rocks and
Every door has been locked
I try to soar but its all for not

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A Teddy Bear

I would like to be a teddy bear,
So I could live a life that's fair.

People would like to hold me,
And feel my soft fuzzy hair.

How wonderful it would be,
To be a teddy bear.

Completely at peace with God
And without a single care.

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Song of Songs

Tender are the caresses of a doe eyed love
Eager are the watchful eyes of my man
Passion stirs across the electric skin
Glories are the gifts to man received

Acknowledege love is from above
When love sings in your heart again.

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The Lapping Tide

This is nourishing, redemptive; we become less alone inside.
-David Foster Wallace 

Walking through a delirium,
I was tired.
The sand felt like purgatory,
A rising incline into a forever
That my mind numbed against.
I was awash of intentions, thought, even interest.
I had, in short, nothing left.

Then the pillars came into view.
As if begging for a story, a reason for being,
I was pulled, staggeringly, as if reeled from a
Fishing line to those salted gray walls,
The shards of church windows poking out of weathered frames.
What is that felt echo? St. Ignatius? The Archange? Michael? My brother?
I am so empty.

I sat down on the stone to rest the non-feeling.
The tide lapping into my mind.
I wanted none of it.
But there it was, anyway.
Persistent. Maddening. Life-giving.

*Matt Caliri
*The Church By The Ocean

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Never Leave Me

Never Leave Me

I strive to be perfect in your eyes
Only to realize there is no end
You are here, you always protect me
I do not deserve your precious time
I can only hope that you love me 
This I know you do
Not only in good times, but bad, I feel your presence
Also in times that I thougt were right, but weren't
Your protected me from the darkness, I now realize
Never taking you for granted
Gifts given to me are more than I know
Never will I doubt your love for me
Sometimes there are lessons within
I can only grow with you beside me
I forever need you
Please,  never leave me

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I am Buddha

I am Buddha

Just a stone but a big one 
With a chisel in hand he sculpted me 
Turned me into Buddha.

Inspired by the monolith statue of Gautam Buddha (founder of Buddhism) that stands amidst a lake in our city(Hyderabad,India)

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Raven's Task

  I look to the Heaven’s for our Father to come I am now living in a realm between 
Heaven and hell below my feet I hear the growling of the beast his minions hackling 
clawing at me at first I am wondering why the others sleep soundly in their coffins 
and I am but awake then the great spirit speaks you are to protect the land of the 
dead, In these coffins rest the souls of the Almighty The devil will send many to 
disturb their slumber Here is the weapon that you will use to fight them Use it well 
God has a special place for you Raven I smile and nod eager to fulfill His duty There 
is a greater peace within me now I am not afraid I clutch the gun tightly and make 
ready to aim days go by and I have yet to see a demon at first I assumed this task 
would somehow be easier when I was to see a demon pull the trigger and send him 
back to hell They must be toying with me Maybe they’re waiting to see how long it 
takes me To crack to give up and join them They can’t have me I am a servant of 
God I’m Better than this I sit down on a giant rock elevating me above the tombs 
Being here is weighing on my heart I have no one to talk to there’s no warmth to be 
felt I can’t even sleep for there is no need for it anymore what am I to do to keep 
my sanity when I am the only one living among the dead and I’m not even alive In 
the distance I start to see what looks like a formation of bats flying around madly 
and then a sudden chill crawls up my spine I stand up tall upon the edge of the 
jagged rock feeling as if something is about to happen 

Contest: Living Among the Dead pg1of 2 continued
By: Virginia Frayer

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Gift Of Mortality

An earthly existence
A universe beyond my minds, comprehension
I die
I rise
Life lessons reviewed
Homeward bound
I am not lost, after all!
I am a willing participant
Serving, the Father, of all creation
His son combined, ‘producing life’ as we know it
Representing them, in everything I do
I am nothing, without Love!
My heart full of faith, loyal service I give
Learning how to unconditionally serve, as the Father unconditionally, loves me
Worshipping our Divine Creator’s existence
Choosing to live, moment to moment
Being as one with ‘Our Universal Father’
No physical permanency
My physicality, disappearing
My mortality existence, I let go of
Death temporary
My spirit alive!
Relief, Peace
‘I am only passing through!’
A unique, experience of mortality 
A gift, I am blessed to experience, to live!

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The World Needs You, Lord

The world needs You, Lord;
We all need You too.
Alone, we battle and fall apart,
But we live joyful freedom with You:
Created anew in Your perfect image;
In Your Holy Name!
We pray,

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An Angel

An angel did befriend us, on earth, before one Christmas day.
Some say she was a comet, some say she was a star.
I say she was a gift from God, here to light our way.
She was a thing of beauty that shone across the land.
Leading to a humble manger, found in Bethlehem.

And what could be so important, for her to come our way?
A savior to our lands, and yes, our hearts and souls…
Triumphantly born on Christmas Day.
That day he was born the heavens truly did rejoice.
And she, a glorious light, continued to beacon forth God’s love.

Such an important part, that angel was given on that day.
She was a beacon to our hearts and the gifts of love… 
Guiding the Wise Men and shepherds endlessly along their way.
Thru her we learned lessons, such as: patience, hope, and how to give…
And yes, she led us to the Wondrous Man, who taught us how to live…

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A Sinner Like Me

I'm a mess.
I've ruined this body You've designed;
I've ruined this heart You've shined;
I've ruined this breath You've shared;
I've ruined this life You've cared.
I've demolished this freedom You've given,
Yet You give it to me again.
Time and time around I have failed You;
Weak and falling trying to please You.
Earning I cannot for this is a gift from You.
Please forgive me;
Please save me:
You've picked me up and brushed me off;
Thank You for redeeming me.
Thank You for redeeming a sinner like me.
I have fallen once again.
I'm a mess,
But You forgive me.
You save me
Time and time around,
You brush me off and pick me up.
Thank You for redeeming me.
Thank You for redeeming a sinner like me.

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Pure Denial

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Only You

Who can create this perfect land?
Who can give us all we need?
Who can save us from ourselves?
Who is the basis of our time?
Who is the author of all history?
Who is the center behind our calendar?
Who is our hope?
Who is always true?
Who leads us were we need to go?
Who sustains our lives here on Earth?
Who always answers our prayers?
Who always answers our calls?
Who creates this feeling in us we cannot describe?
Who determines our morals?
Who has a plan for us?
Who sets our paths?
Who guides us all of our days?
Who is our faith?
Who is our hope?
Who is our love?
Who is our truth?
Who is our joy?
Who is our trust?
Who is our belief?
Who is our Father?
Who is our Son?
Who is our Holy Spirit?
Who is our Redeemer?
Who is our Savior?
Who is our Creator?
Who is our lover?
Who is our best friend?
Who is our relationship?
Who is the only One?
Who is the only true One?
Who is our only One?
Only You!

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I Have The Evil of You

I have the evil of you
Caught in my hands, entangled
Like the arabesques of Eden's vines
Just like paradise, but why should shame remain
Singeing like immolation of Peter's Inferno
These reddish-purple chains convolute myself
as the grapples shoot out from the clouds
both below, above me
The self-lovelust propelling 
You did this - these plagues
You drag me down - to your cage
Cadaver Vampire - I am your slave

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A Beautiful Death

A Beautiful Death

High on a hill hidden by shrubs
I am embraced by the branches of trees
I am worshiped by nature
I hide from the exhaustion of humanity’s harassment
I am safe from the horrendous appetite of others
Here comes a high-priced counselor hollering about an inheritance bequeath by my ancestors
He does not pay homage to the harmonic hum of creation
He swats at the harmless honeybees hovering in non-threating swarms
He fails to hear the healing hymns shared by my Father
He has hunted me down to handover hundreds and thousands worth of useless currency
How did he find me?
He is horrified when I asked him to keep his check
Instead…give me what the Spartans called “A beautiful death.”

When moments of melancholy manipulate my mind
I remain in my imagination
Where merry memories as a minor make me remember mere minutes of mirth
Immediately I am reminded of how miserable my millennium has become
My emotions seem meaningless
My time on Mother Earth, a mistake
Remarkably my mood mutates
And I ask My Lord for mercy;
Remove me from this realm
And give me what the Spartans call “A beautiful death.”

Quietly in my coffin—tricked into wearing a tux
A comical smirk marks my mask
I could have collapsed on a corner
Countless wouldn’t have noticed
One more cigarette would have been nice—
Because cancer did not caress my corpse
So-called companions circle my casket
Consoling each other with questions
They are all concerned… “Suicide?” they asked
They sincerely think they could have rescued me
From the epic conclusion of my existence
Their cold-hearts in chaos—they are infected with karma
Could The Creator resurrect me back to collect compensation for their cruelty?
I would decline
Let me relax in peace 
And keep what the Spartans call “A beautiful death.”

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Beyond The Sun

Of 2000 years ago Beyond The Sun
There once was a Prophetic Son
With a Mother of Wisdom
The Matriach of Sublime
She shows the way in time
There's a locked cage in my heart
And it's tearing me apart
Sophia you hold The Key
Why don't you open if for me
Beyond The Sun
A Dove, a Flame (Beyond The Sun)
Regina Sapientia is Here (Beyond The Sun)
Beyond The Sun
A Dove, a Flame (Beyond The Sun)
Regina Sapientia is Here (Beyond The Sun)
There's a locked cage in my heart
And it's tearing me apart
Sophia you hold The Key
Why don't you open if for me
Beyond The Sun
A Dove, a Flame (Beyond The Sun)
Regina Sapientia is Here (Beyond The Sun)
Beyond The Sun
A Dove, a Flame (Beyond The Sun)
Regina Sapientia is Here (Beyond The Sun)

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Running Away

Tendencies intensify
To end a life that's full of lies
Without a thought was forced to hide
Sick and tired to win the prize

Burdens weighed down
Patience submerged
Determination disappears
Given up the war inside
Thinking its the end of the line

A place to survive is not what we see
Its in the arms of a Healer where we can confide and be free
As we conform to the world salvation sets apart
Resolutions forced us to run away and pull the gun

Make up the mind and understand
His perfect love cast out all fears inside
If love is clear and heart is open
No need to run away and die

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A long time ago one kid would shower snowballs up on us his name was Moshe neighbour's ewe lamb, once he drowned my family's cat after pricking it all over with his mother's tailor needle. He didn't apologise didn't look back. He'd laugh when I would kiss you beneath the willow right on your reddish cheek sort of a ripe midsummer's fruit when our dry lips hadn't already been wading through the childhood to the dewy land. And Moshe was working together with his father veterinarian - latex gloves, scissors tubing, tents, patching up the gashes for curs puttin'em to sleep due to the rabies, the birds would withdraw from the sky when Moshe would spend his night-time on a loft sewing up the tails of the mice after tearing them off without any prayer, Lord, without a touch. Moshe had a scar below his eye he was born marked, genes, my dear, people saying that's a gene of scalpel and needle, and it's uncertain what they'd been doing with our parents's cats in the childhood. I met him at abandoned temple recently, Moshe, he was meshed into the bindweeds fogged from eternal shade demented from birdsongs wale-marked by God, or by Lucifer, or perhaps by me I swear I can't remember it's a long time we are seeking ourselves for each other at this temple you never know there's a chance we are simply insane.

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Christmas Poems For Kids And Teenagers IV: Can Anything

Can something be more tempting Than new hot cup cakes? Can candies be as attractive and so loving as chocolates? Can a story be as appealing as the end of Cinderella’s tale? Or as exciting as my friends’ birthday parties? What about as cheerful as Barney and friends? The new dresses, the snow-white the season’s tree and family re-union as warming and perfect as they are it’s still not about them but about Jesus in Christmas Hallelujah! Christ the king is born today.

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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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How To Trade Energy For Flight

Straight across-               -Land lost
Land forgiving-                 -Hands permitting; men do not sail old feelings.
Land lost men do not sail old feelings.
fish do not scale tall buildings.
Hands straight across women, permitting, are just bent arms forgiving.
Men, like Him do not sail old feelings.
My ribs complicate matters and to the fish under clearer water,
my complaints, I'd trade them double for the price of pressure.
How ya doing,' How ya been?
Come on Babe, invite me in! 
Just hands across women. control arm bent beneath, just allowing
my ribs to complicate what matters. And to Him above thunder and water,
Thank You, I'd make it up to You were I to know.

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So Cold And So Sweet

-William Carlos Williams

For you
I hold out-
a figment of thought,

like a twig holds out juice
from the fig tree,

from branches, trunks
and roots, 
from the ground
and people draped
all around
like fallen fruit 
by their trees

For you,
the day comes
the way it leaves

a taste of fig
that was never there

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Christmas Poems For Kids And Teenagers VI: My Family At Christmas

Dad, dad, dad What is making me so glad? Mum, mum, mum I’ll scream till I’m numb Brother oh brother My mood is from the weather Sister oh sister Dancing makes me lighter Aunt, aunt, aunt My new dress, I flaunt Uncle, oh uncle You complete the family circle Me, me, me Long ago……………. Someone has paid my fee With gladness and screaming Shouting and dancing I say merry christmas!

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Christmas Poems For Kids And Teenagers VIII: The Christmas Tree

Come to me you little ones, I’m your seasonal Christmas tree Triangular I’ve always been Representing His love, your Hope and your faith Come to me you little ones, I’m your seasonal Christmas tree I share with you so many lights Reminding you to celebrate His glow Come to me you little ones, I’m your seasonal Christmas tree I have a stand, one but strong Cling unto Him to be your Rock. Come to me you little ones, I’m your seasonal Christmas Tree Can you see how green I’ve always been? That’s exactly how he’ll keep you nourished All through the year Come to me you little ones, I’m your seasonal Christmas tree Always looking good in awesome decorations You are not the only one with new robes Yes! B’cos it’s Christmas!

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Once when I was kept in the safest column
 He was already standing beside my mother's womb
 Whispering me lullaby
 And I was happy
Before I walk my day
 He was already standing in the doorway
 Packing me provisions so I could make it through the day
 I said 'Where are we going?'
 He said 'To the Garden where river flows'
 And we went
We passed by a forest
 Heavily infested with unruly beasts and serpents
 Standing therein were brute trees
 In different sizes and in different shapes
 Whose branches were against each other colliding
 All their leaves stared at me despairing and beeding
 I said 'This is dark, lonely and cold'
 He said 'Tighten your grip, you will be safe'
 And we went
To my relief 
We reached a healthy field
 Pleasantly rugged by blossoms of all sorts
 The frogs altogether singing 
Spreading my arms under the rain dancing
 And I was happy
I said 'I want to stay here'
 He said 'No, the rain and the blooms are not forever'
 I said ' I will keep some red roses'
 He said 'They are not yours to keep, they wither and die'
 And we went
Unto the empty hut, we went
 I approached and cried
 'When are You going to cease giving commands?
 Is this what You brought me here?
 Run my living?
 You are a selfish God!'
 And I wept
On shadows, 
He spread me blanket
 On daybreaks,
 He lay me bread
 Yet I wept and wept further
Many evenings visited
 I turn and toss 
And toss and turn
 I could not rest
 Like an orphan child standing next to stranger's home
To Him I walked, I cried 'I am sorry' 
And said
 'Thank You for Teaching and Guiding
 my restless, fractured, aggressive heart;
 Thank You for being the Source of Light
 where dark alley could I be if You do not lamp my way?;
 Thank You for All-Hearing
 all my longings and unspoken words;
 Thank You for Forbearing
 my dissatisfaction, whining, wanting more and complaining;
 Thank You for being the All-Mighty
 making me strong, I swear I will make it through;
And just in case my flesh fails
 Do not leave me by the road
 Take me to the Place where all this journey for'
He said
 'How much can you weigh of My bounty?
 I never been unkind to you'
Although I wept,
 I was happy
And we went.

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I am a hypocrite and look what I just did:
I fell into my darkest pit; now, again, and again.
I thought that I was strong enough to live the truths I said;
Now I realized I'm much too weak; a fool too ashamed to raise his head.
God, please save me, please forgive me, and please give me strength. 
I love You.
I thank You.
I am forever changed.

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Growing Pains

It’s come once again, a new phase of life; and though change is sometimes hard to 
Don’t worry, you’ll get settled in.
Then it will be time to move forward again; 
And you may pretend this task is simple to do.
Your fearful and excited simultaneously; along with a little melancholy.
But you have to prepare for GOD’s great new gifts; 
maybe peace or lesson that can’t be dismissed.
It’s all a part of your destiny, so settle with this formality.
Change your results because that’s your part to life’s test.
New with knowledge and an increasing faith, and know God’s waiting for you to 
take your place.
SOoooo…appreciate your growing pains and you’ll surely get an A.

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Dear God

Dear God,
I ask for forgiveness before going to bed
I pray for some peace, please replace this heartache instead
I pray for my Mom and me to get along
I pray for my son to be happy and strong

Dear Holly,

You asked and are forgiven
You have been given peace for your heartache that stretches the day
You will find strength in your mother for that is her way
You will see your son amidst friends with me watching at bay

Dear God

I ask for forgiveness before going to bed
Thank you for my peace it feels good this way
Thank you for my mom she will not lead me astray
Thank you for my son, I know with your guidance he is going to be okay

And, tell Jesus thank you for dying for my sins
I know when I get to Heaven; I will see family and friends.

© 4/13/2013 Holly P. Moore

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Time fell fast 
Things became hard
Worries were vast
Lives begain scared

Hopes endlessly hidden
All things seemed forbidden
Days filled with darkness
Lives consumed and left sparkless

Awaiting the doom
Sitting only in gloom
Heaven wept
No souls were kept

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My Family Tree

My family tree grew Mount Calvary

As my heavenly Father looked on, they crucified his only son

They pierced his side and his precious blood began to flow

In the shadow of the cross my family tree began to grow

He adopted me as one of his own and made me heir to a kingdom

that someday I will call home

Even now I am beginning to see the Father in me

His royal blood now flows through my veins,

For I’m a blood bought child of the king

Now each time I trace my family tree it always leads me

 back to Mount Calvary.

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Aliens or Siblings?

Sisters, Brothers please watch with me,
Let your imagination run riot about mysterious space. 
We will reach our hands out into darkness touching one another in spirit. 
Standing outside alone, Grab my hand and stand beside me
Separated by galaxies we gaze at the stars,
How many more will join? 

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Be Thankful

Be thankful for the planet we live on.
Be thankful for the families we have.
Be thankful for the countries we live in.
Be thankful for the money we earn.

God gave us peace on Earth.
God introduced our moms to our dads.
God gave us many cultures to learn about.
God gives us skills to use wisely.

Be thankful for our special gifts.
Be thankful for rich and poor alike.
Be thankful for the food we eat.
Be thankful for the clothes we wear.

God gave us talents to share with the world.
God cares for the rich and poor;
No more or no less.
God gave us clothes to keep us warm.
God gave us food so we do not starve.

Be thankful for the homes we live in.
Be thankful for the transportation we use.
Be thankful for the children we love.
Be thankful for who we are.

God gives us shelter to keep kids off the streets.
God gives us cars, planes, and trains to get around.
God will soon make these children leaders of the future.
God made you and He made me.
We are the leaders of today.

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Today Time Stood Still

Today time stood still, I could see existence in its clearest form. A vibe of coldness and silence, yet peaceful and reassuring, you could almost imagine it to be the same feeling of initial death. 

The curse of knowledge and intelligence is you know too much. Sometimes that ignorant bliss seems attractive, but even if given the choice I would not go back, as the more I learned the more i seeked. 

I pray for humanity and the will of the people, the story draws close to the end and with hope I watch . . . in the end good will always prevail, Amen

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The Parijat

"Hindus" that call themselves,
Regard It as a holy tree
Which alighted from the sky--
Originated from the churning of sea;
One of the fourteen 'Ratnas'
I happened to have a look at,
Which has as its guardians,
A bunch of bearded religiocrat:

Whilst I was nearby it,
I looked at it as I'd at any other grove;
Not even once it occurred to me--
The thought of its sanctity--
I was in a state of emptiness;
I had only come here to enjoy Nature;
This is when I made a move...

...Insensitive to anything but blissful greenery
Prevalent all around,
I made a jump to pluck off a leaf--
Just overhead,
And lo!there were issuing sounds
From the mouth of the sagacious,
And miscalculated words were hurled
For me as a curse...
But what could I do?I stood there,
In an imprudent fashion and kept smiling
At the miserable state of their thoughts:
They abused and mouthed obscenities,
They asked me if I was Indra
Or an inhabitant of  Swarga--
The abode of the Holy tree--
I had no answers and no other expressions
Tried to cross my face--
I smiled and looked at them
In a state of serene calmness...
By the by, I took a look at the Parijat,
That Arjuna had summoned to earth;
Then I witnessed the blue heavens
And walked away as another  gust of wind
That had rustled the leaves on the Sacred Tree...

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it is a grey winter day

t is a grey winter day
white snow on black path
of footsteps
coming and going in all directions 
and a grey me
straining on my knees 
to prey

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When you're in lost
And being found would be worse
All you have is nothing
Just a life that felt like something
And you think no one can help you
You think no one can come through

When fear becomes a friend
That says he would follow you to the end
And it takes you away from everybody
And makes you feel like a no body
And would never be a somebody
And now you fell like you have nobody
To save you from this misery
That you find yourself in

In your days of trouble
When science can't even stop your struggle
And your insight can't help you from stumbling
My friend tell me what would happen...?


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You Are Perfect

Are you looking for symbolism?
Well you won't find it here.
Are you looking for imagery?
It's not here.
Are you looking for figurative language?
It's not here either.
I'm not going to jazz anything up -
I'm just going to tell it like it is.
You are perfect.
You are amazing.
You are wonderful. 
You are yourself!
Don't be anything different; just be who you are.
Know that you are loved.
Know that you are perfect because you truly are!
Take these words to heart because they are the truth.
Love who you are.
You are amazing: A Gift from God!
Love yourself!
Stand strong and never give up hope.
The road may be tough at times, but it will all be worth it in the end.
Always love one another.
Enjoy life and do what you want!
This is your only chance; don't let it go to waste!
Stand strong and love yourself.
You have the ability to change the world.
Smile! You are perfect!
Smile, because you are perfect.

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A Dream

Last night I had a dream - I was following Jesus
on the path of sorrows, while He was carrying 
his cross. Than I saw a solider beat him with 
his whip.

I ran fast as I could to go and help him. but when 
 I got close - I looked at the soldier  and saw a
 reflection of my face on his.

I couldn't believe that I was that soldier that with
whip on my hand I was beating up on Jesus. I said 
to myself - how could this be?  How can I be doing

At that moment I woke up from the dream. I was 
glad. I reflected on the dream and on my past life.
I knew then, that with all the bad things and the
sins I had committed - I had hurt Jesus and now
He was paying for me.

Today I kneel here at your feet with tears in my eyes 
and a repented heart. I ask you Jesus to clean me of my 
sins and give me your forgiveness. Amen...

This is for Holy week

By Lucilla M. Carrillo

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The old Hittite came through the gate
Battle sharp and dripping
With the blackness of an Ethiopian night
The Kingdom of Zion to replicate
The compass star of David's sight
And through that gate walked with him
A destiny invisible of all the world
The crisis of a man by sin made grim
And vaster yet
A family's sun about to set
In immense sea, a national grief
Beyond mere historic proportions.

Raising Yahweh's standard the Hittite went
Sent by a virtue spent
With shadowless sword against masked Ammonites
And she the vessel of his heart
Dripping the sapphire of her African skies
Her purging task did initiate
Before the uncurtained eyes of Israel's prying king
How she daggered his faith
And staggered him like eddying dust
Crawling before the throne of savage lust
Her beauty and her will to yield -
This limping, shallow Vashti overthrown
Sealed Uriah's fate

Great warrior of the ancient clan of God
Yahweh's noble steward
Canaan's scion and stem of mystery
Conscripted to a Gentile race
Dravidian's doomed cornerstone
Summoned from the battle heat
Had no trumpet in his heart to blast retreat
And suffered where his soldiers like victors hold
Where Jacob slept without a sheet
The light from beauty's breast is cold
A common curse and old

And did not know
When sent away defied because he would not relent
That in his hands like in our genes
He carried that cold warrant of his own death
And the prophetic time
When Israel's sun would set

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Storms in Life

Quiet is the ocean and then erupts a hurricane
So much devestation and people crying out in pain
Serene are the drops of rain that turn into a storm
A journey through the cold snow with no place to keep warm
A day will come when all shall pass and souls will be at rest
A desert storm of sweeping sands it seems that life is just a test
Deliverance will come at last just follow the brightest light
And on earth the storm will end and life begins a new flight

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Names have power.
They say Allah has 99 names. 
My lover showed me
How if you look at your hands
The lines on your palms 
Create the Arabic characters
For one and eight-
This makes 81 on your right hand,
and 18 on your left hand;
Their sum is 99.

Names have power.
You may better understand something by 
Understanding its name.
The word Christianity comes from the word Christ, 
        meaning anointed one; the prophet.
Judaism comes from Judah, who was the son of Jacob;
        the Jews are the descendants of Judah. Judah also means "praise."
Islam means peace, or accepting the natural way; accepting God.

Names have power.
How we name ourselves
Reflects who we are.
I name myself

Names have power.
My lover calls me 
Habeby, my love;
Rohi, my soul;
Taebny, my sweet pain;
Amera, princess.

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There is no other choice

we are all
our brothers 

there is no other choice 
for one
to keep 
oneself one

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The Comfort of an Angel

Alone in my room I lay grieving on my bed.
I suddenly feel a hand touch my head.
God sent me an angel to comfort my soul.
I'm not alone now, her hand I will hold.
A comforting angel whom I did not fear,
stood there beside me and dried my tears.
I hear an angel's voice,
to my heart she did sing.
I even felt the fluttering of her great wings.
God sent me an angel to comfort my soul.
I felt her hand brush upon me,
the long locks of gold.
The light around her was so very bright.
The dress she was wearing was the brightest of white.
She washed upon me the feeling of peace.
No longer did I have the weight of grief.
A glorious, heavenly, spiritual being.
I know now it was not a dream.
God sent me an angel to comfort my soul.
I will never be alone in the cold.

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Magical Candles

Winter descend upon the metropolis
"The Festival of Lights" 
   will arrive shortly 
eight days which 
   celebrate the winter solstice 
and the victory of a people 
over their opressor
   An unlikely victory 
    whose legacy remains with us today 
Watching the candles burn 
   One is transported to a place 
  Where hopes do not die 
This will be a Hanukkah to remember 
Hundreds of years after the events 
We recall how the oil burned 
for eight nights 
instead of one 
A living expression of faith 
and a victory which belongs 
to the ages

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Vengeance is Mine

Vengeance is mine sayeth the Lord 
A statement I'm sure we've all heard at one time 
Also a very tough one to deal with 
Vengeance is not ours according to the Bible 
It's left to faith 
It's left to the belief that the horrific crimes of others will be dealt with 
I, myself have a hard time with it 
I have no choice but to follow it 
Even if I don't agree with it 
I would like to believe that evil will be dealt with 
Or is currently being dealt with on some spiritual level 
I would feel better If I knew the outcome of the vengeance 
If I could see the result 
See the "check" being paid as it were 
I am having trouble not seeing murderers get what is coming to them 
I can live without killing them
I can deal with them being locked up for life 
But I want something more than that...........................
Hard labor?
Daily torture?
Public caning?
All of the above?
Prison is no longer a viable deterrent for the horrific crimes that occur 
Every year we as a species seem to find new and more grisly ways to murder each other 
What will this year bring?
What will be this year’s most shocking death? 
And who will bring it?
The kids?
They seem to be the latest thing in absolute shocking carnage 
Or maybe this will be the year of the female 
They have been lacking in the body count of 2009 
Maybe this will be their year 
I wonder 
Do you even really care?
Thou shalt not kill 
It seems that statement has fallen upon deaf ears for quite a long time 
You know.............
If we as a people didn't have religion 
Evil wouldn't stand a chance 
The sense of right and wrong 
Would destroy the evil of man without a thought 
If you knew you could destroy an evil person and not pay religious consequences would you?
Of course you would 
As most of us would 
There is no remorse for doing good deeds 
And taking vengeance upon evil 
Is noble and just 
But the rules of religion say we must not 
The rules say we must rise above it 
And trust it will be dealt with 
Keeping the faith it will be done 
To try and hold this commitment 
Is in itself God like 
Which is why most of us fail 
And fail miserably 
We want vengeance 
We want their death 
We want them to feel our pain 
Our suffering 
Our loss 
Our sorrow 
Our anger 
Our hatred 
Vengeance is mine sayeth the Lord 
And it is because of this statement 
That we have faith 

Eric (and sometimes not) 

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From the Fiery Pits of Hell to My Glorious Home in Heaven

It started when I was young.
I chose to take a walk on the wild side.
I drove my parents insane with my deeds.
I pushed everything good away.
I was bad, evil to the core.
Lying, stealing and cheating were all I knew.
Then the drugs and sex overtook me.
Riding on the slippery slope to Hell.
Satan had my heart, mind, body and soul.
He wouldn’t let me go.
I didn’t want him to.
I wanted my life of misery.
It was good to me.
I fell hard into his snare.
I really felt that was where I belonged.
It was a place to call home.
All my friends egged me on.
As I played games with the Devil.
I drew closer and closer to him.
Through Tarot and the Occult. 
Witchcraft, casting spells.
It was so intense.
I never wanted my ride to end.
I was on top of the world.
Living in the fiery pits of Hell.

He reached down to where I was.
He took my hand and pulled me out of the muck.
He saved me.
Showed me a new way of life.
No more lying, stealing or cheating.
The need for drugs was gone.
I was taught how sex could be beautiful and pure.
I was free of Satan’s grasp.
He no longer had control over me.
My heart, mind, body and soul now belong to another.
He loves me.
In spite of the terrible things I’ve done, he really loves me.
He’s forgiven me.
Can you believe that?
Sent His Son to die for ME!
It was on a cross on a hill far away.
The Father couldn’t even watch as His Son paid the price for me.
All for Me!
Now my sins are all forgiven.
The Devil’s hold on me broken.
I am free!
Free to have faith, to hope and to love.
The best news of all is that the Son is coming back for me!
Right now, this very second, He’s working on my place.
My glorious home in Heaven!

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Lazy summer days
Pigtails, French braids
Long silky hair blowing
In the wind
Days forever gone
Tears well up in my eyes
And I long once again
To hold her close
To see her smile
To hear her laughter
Tinkle like rain

Lord, shower down from heaven
Encouraging words of
Together we will be
In that glorious place
A world without pain
Hearts completely healed
Memories of yesterday
Live on today
Hope of a tomorrow
Full of promise


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Lost feeling all this oppression, I know the Devils right behind me... I can feel him breathing down my neck. Running away from sin following God's voice keep him in my heart turning depression to rejoice.  I feel I'm losing control so i get down on my knees and pray for my soul, I still dont know all the things i have to do or where i gotta go counting on Christ to lead me. he will always guide me, instead of running and hiding i'll stand firm right beside him. I got alot to say with God speaking thru me, im an example and im glad he chose me. He lived and died on a tree arose three days later and in heaven hes residing, abiding listening to his will sanding on his path and thats where im gonna chill, Let me be real take a second to explain how im feeling and not dealing with the devils games he tries playing. I left him behind cuz i ran him over just the other day yea i like it that way.

When im Lost feeling all this depression, I know Jesus will lead me in the right direction... Count on him the bible gives you the instructions, he will take your fear away he aint playing now.. 

When im Lost feeling all this depression, I know Jesus will lead me in the right direction... Count on him the bible gives you the instructions, he will take your fear away he aint playing now.. 

I have a God who sent his son and took the stripes, he Paid the price for my life, a price he didnt have to pay but he loved us so much he couldnt let us die... Jesus you took the weighgt and you put it on yourself, theres no greater love then to lay down your life for your friends. and you did it for me even though im undeserving and I wanna thank you so much. Everytime I fall you open my eyes and show me where I went wrong, you have forgiven me and I have another chance to teach the things you taght me. Lord I am your vessel please use me to your will help me to do the things for which im called let me hear you voice through the Holy Spirit Lord, reach down and touch me.

When im Lost feeling all this depression, I know Jesus will lead me in the right direction... Count on him the bible gives you the instructions, he will take your fear away he aint playing now.. 

When im Lost feeling all this depression, I know Jesus will lead me in the right direction... Count on him the bible gives you the instructions, he will take your fear away he aint playing now..

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My dog is grateful

Hunched over all the unpaid bills spread on my kitchen table, I glanced at my dog sleeping below and thought: he must be grateful! Grateful for having somewhere to live, a safe, warm place that he can call home. Grateful for birds and creatures to chase, some flying high, some swooping below. Grateful for all the food that he gets, sometimes too little though often too much. For having dear ones to spend time with, a hand to touch, tickle or scratch. And as I thought how good his life was, an obvious thought came to my mind: I'm pretty sure grateful he is, the real question is: how grateful am I?

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Falling embers

Splintering lives and

Piercing memories

Rage begets rage.

Weeping mothers

Enraged brothers

Martyred fathers

Widowed sisters

Pushing ideologies

My way or no way

Twisted metal

Territorial markings

Of a beast.

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Green Light

Through my window Gazing at the Green light
Left alone to wonder why
Screaming, cursing with my inner self
Dark thoughts keep streaming from my head
From a tired mind longing for the rest
Alone, I slowly drift through life
Trying to understand everything around
Swirling questions bouncing in my mind
Questioning everything….
Why am I living?
What am I doing?
Who am I?
Why am I wasting my time?
Staring at the walls of my room
Looking for that something
That missing piece makes it seems to be
An emptiness staring right back at me
filling me to the point of agony
Completely I waste as it waits
To seek and ravish me
Staring at the mirror I can see my enemy
And in this battle with my enemy
I cannot find victory...
And here I am left alone
Gazing at the Green light
Hopelessly trying to reach...
For its what might gives me Sanity
An anchor to reality

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Who I used to be

I hate myself for letting go
For losing my light
For giving up hope
For letting my faith fade

I hate myself for letting others down
Knowing I’ve disappointed 
Knowing I let myself down
But most of all letting God down

I hate hearing of who I used to be
I hate remembering of who I used to be
I hate wondering if I can ever get it back

I hate that people can see
See the twinkle gone
See the real smile gone
See someone who was once this amazing Godly woman
Is now……this…..

I hate being asked about church
It reminds me how I’ve been hurt
How I loved and never judged
How I needed them and no one was there
How the things they said cut me so deep
How people who I thought loved me
Only loved the idea of me

I felt everything I did
The love I gave
My heart I gave
Everyone turned the other way
They left me alone
God left me alone
To trek through this muddy mess

I’ve been snagged
Fallen down
I’m not as clean as I once was
I’m tattered and torn
I may not shine as bright
Or smile as much
But I’m still marching on
With or without anyone
I trek on

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Bad Dreams

Author's Note:
surah- chapter of the quraan/ prayer
jinn- invisible spirits which can be good or bad,
and may interact with men and can create bad dreams


When I had bad dreams
My love taught me surahs
That I might recite at night
To prevent my mind 
From being poisoned
By evil jinn...

I thought of gently reminding him
That jinn were not the only beings
Capable of evil-
Nor could they be blamed 
For every troubled mind-
The memory of a smack
Stings at least as much
As from a being of clay as fire;
Harsh words are as scalding
As from a tongue of flame-
At least were it jinn
I could have claimed
It was something inhuman
That harmed me,
Not my own-

I don't say these things-
It's not his fault...
So I smile,
And tell him I love him,
And let him explain to me
How to rid myself of
The only demons he knows
How to protect me from

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I Talked to God Today

What a day I had, busy as can be talked to God today He just listened to me I talked to Him told Him all that bothered me all the worries, cares and hurts I took and laid them at his feet Funny thing about this talk I knew that He was around close as can be just waiting to hear from me I didn't hear a voice from the clouds nor see a bush burning nearby just a calm and silent time the birds stop singing the wind grew quiet all got still and calm much like a time before a storm eerie it was, talking to God but I knew He was there for in my mind I heard a voice; be still...and know that I am here.

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Oh Lord, is it coming from you

I sat there waiting, for a change in our relationship
Asking, the Almighty to give you a hand
Opening your mind and releasing your heart
Letting your body, come to me and wipe  my thorns
Giving me a chance to breathe from the rain
Falling down my face, may I no longer speak
My soul is reaching the sky, hoping its coming from you
For so many times, you have repeated the verse
Over and over again, pounding my eardrums, into hell

Now you come with these words of roses, trying to reach
Reach for, what is no longer there, nor near
The only feeling I carry, is this fear of letting you back 
Back in my mind, body and soul, as my fire flares
Asking, the Almighty to give you a hand

I scream, oh Lord, is it coming from you
Because, then its gotta be true,  if its coming from you
These verses of roses, touching my heart, opening doors
Is everything he saying true, tell me, oh Lord
What do I do

I'm listening to his words, trying to forgive
Forgive this roaring pain, he put upon love
The many tears, I've cried, do to his sin
Now he speaks, trying to fix all the damage roots
For these verses have me so , so confuse
As, I wanna pick rose, by rose placing them back
Back in our bush, and regrow our roots
But, I don't know if it's coming from you
Or, is it coming from the man upstairs
What do I do

Asking the, Almighty to give you a hand
Opening your mind, releasing your heart
Unto me
 oh Lord, are his words, coming from you
Do they come from Heaven or Hell
I need to know, if what he sings is true
If it's coming from you
It's gotta be true
So, what do I do
I'm so confuse

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Lover of my soul

In a silent  shed, where I come to wash down with my Creator
Can't no beast enter, and judge my immoral actions
For, He shall lay me down in green pastures, beneath oceans of thunder
For, Almighty has not forsaken my soul and left me to bleed
He has furnish my hunger , before the presence of thy enemies
Giving me his daily bread,  beloved of my soul; in silence, I await Him
Patient, is my Sacred Crow, my cup runneth over, mercy on my knees
Anointest my head with oil, as I follow him all the days of  my life
My pride, I shall swallow and dwell in his shelter 
I shall no longer stumble , sin and trespass
Unto thee will I cry and kiss his feet
Belove is the, Almighty King of kings

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God Is Slick

God Is Slick

He is the alpha and the omega 
     the beginning and the end
He has given us this life
     he does not contend
He rewards us
     if we live our life right
If you're here for yourself
     life won't be so bright
The gifts you call blessing
     are given by One
They are a gift given
     for a job well done
So if your going through a struggle 
     trying to do things alone
Maybe it's his way of telling you
     you have been away from him too long
So if you are reading this 
     it is where you belong
Maybe its him knocking on your door 
               DING DONG

Written by:  Debra Falgout
September 12, 2012

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An Agnostic Acrostic

 "this poem is not about what is written,but what is not written. . . " 
Greyer looms matter's of the.....? 					 
Beauty fades not there then.....?				          
Flowers live and die fact of ....?					    
A four letter word of endearment....?					    
A saddened stare like where the Red Fern.....? 				    
Do not withdraw from the sunlight given by the almighty...?                                       
The feeling active of letters four much like adores.....?                                              
Speaking in second person sounds like and is...?      			   
In the prelude I allude to this message to point to the truth 		                
You cannot see air but it is there so beware   			                
You do not have to walk into the total darkness  				   
to see how dark the blackness is                      				 
Like gravity that holds you there how much more our Creator cares 	             
Setting on shelf scoffing at the pain you do not see      		                
The love that is and can be He just wants to set you free                                      
ignorance of the law does not excuse
How deep the pain how dark is that blue                                                                   
without Hope without God waiting to play the odds                                              
Without knowledge must be total misery                                                                      
as earthly beauty fades as the tree                                                                              
a dieing thing without fruit                                                                                           
the growing sorrow does that suit                                                                              
without hope of new life tomorrow                                                                             
Here today and gone so to borrow                                                                               
Not opening a door can be as bad as slamming it in your face                                   
to see where true beauty is you run in place not seeing the grace                        
turn to the light dwelling in the dusk from the womb to dust                                    
on your pedestal under your own glass                                                                        
the fire that was given you smother to ash  - john edaward beam - for The 
Unwritten contest - 07/01/2011

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Right Where You Belong

Right Where You Belong

Your going through a tribulation and it 
      is blinding your light
But there is a reason you are there
      hope is out of sight
It is not an easy place to be
      you feel down, low and ashamed
Please Lord help me, In Jesus Name

You see who better to teach it
      you've been there and back
Preach it brother, teach it
      give it two times back
God had his hand on you
      he helped you out to climb
He needed a strong servant
      you withstood a test in time
Can you help another 
      from going down that same path
Let your will be done Lord
      show me where it's at

Written by: Debra Falgout
September 12, 2012


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Christmas Poems For Kids And Teenagers IX: The King Is Here

Joy to the world the king has come The ground his feet set upon becomes holy and mighty Peace to the world his hands make the waters still And his words, calm the wildest storms Hope to the world, death is no more the final boundary The curtain is torn for all and the oppress now have a refuge Love to the world, friends can smile and hold hands Families can dine and merry, We the children can sing and dance, for the King is here with us.

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The Ultimate Honor

Hang not tinsel upon your soul,
With false expressions of goodness.
A fool’s gold is not worthy of fame,
Although its glitter may catch the eye.
Let your deeds done be true and faithful,
As a springboard of hope for those forsaken.
The sluggard in search of cheap fortune,
Will get lost in the swell of man’s praise.
An honest spirit will long persevere,
Though their trials rise as fiery tempest.
The remembrance of grace brings deliverance,
As the heart surrenders to compassion.
A good eulogy is never the ultimate honor,
While days filled with integrity are worthy.
To come to final judgment before your maker,
Can lift you beyond the platitudes of man.
Other tokens of praise will diminish,
With His words, “Well done, faithful servant.”

- Virginia Mitchell
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Acid Rain

My dark deeds
Of shame and filth,
My coward confessions
of cupidity and sin,
My redblooded eyes
Murders of innosense,
Yahweh! to you I cry,
Wash away my stains
Pour some acid rain.

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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
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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God the only solution to todays problems

Harvest the hearts and souls
Of every woman and every man
Preach the word
Make them understand
God is the only solution
To today's wicked constitution
And the ever increasing problems
Mankind faces everyday.

What we are seeing in the world today
was foretold in the bible
Long ago
Please don't turn away
seek the truth and the truth
Will set you free
It'snot a mere myth
But reality
Don't get left behind.

Peter Dome.copyright.2014.April.

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Christmas Poems For Kids And Teenagers VII: Thank You Moods

I’m so happy B’cos I enjoy your love I do not deserve I’m so chosen B’cos I’m part of a royal priesthood I’m so loved B’cos you’ve given unto me a wonderful family I’m so special For you to die just because of me and my friends I’m so confident You’ve prepared a place for me in our father’s house I’m so fulfilled B’cos you’ve proclaimed “this is my beloved child, with whom I am well pleased” I’m so pleased To share to everyone your wondrous love and say “Merry Christmas”

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Tears of a Flower

The raindrops on a flower are still for a moment,
But the dew that rolls off of its petals fall, as do tears.
Beautiful is the woman who chooses to bloom into perfection.
Even through the storms and strong winds,
She bows in worship and gives God praise.
Withstanding the pressures that may come,
She lets go, and let God!

Finally; no more hurt, no more pain.

The falling tears of a flower brings joy and strength after the rain.

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It's a Small Wacked World After All

Watch me creep upon your virgin abode
without a husbandry humping request
to take what is mine from mo months of 
societal solutiservititude of  ages impressed. 
Finally, the the universaladity of our fauxphysical spirits melding
into one promiscus misspromise delegated by past powers 
at be to fulminate the sexual prose prowess that we hide
in the nether neath of neutral neuder nuisances hopefully negating
turn raging torrent treasures into mystical monument molecular
memories into never non nil complacent coiture of everpresent
For Unlawful Carnal Knowledge destitiute desires drearily soft
shifting free fall forever faked fawned populace pleasures deso
designated by an eager ego-stential ego everpresent freudian flaked frail
feverent list of lost lucid loveless latent ladies and gential guise gilded gentlemen to
go gender hide a post penal predisposition to passionate penetrations
for the sake of wifeful wishes and mistress missed moments of 
hideous hide and psuedo sexual seek preludes to the other side of a 
retro recreational ripe respite religiousness that alter  states the sociosick
sanctioned ****severence residue that fecal foments our current a----ffairs. 
The Weiner takes all is fair in love and warr-----anties;wishful texting. 
E X tendedness will costco create yr penalpussypoliticoplentypiousness. Third party poster plenititudes??? 
Fair and balanced banalaties beliguered by biased bigot blogosites. Get Real How?

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I’ve been wise in my own eyes. Intellect.
 	Eyes shut not wanting to let light interject, and it’s dark.
	I can’t see, thus I’m sent walking with a blindfold.
	And I hold, my own understanding.
	Landing in the palace of pride. 
	Remove this log from my eye
	I beg freedom
	Wanting to leave simple ways behind me.
	The days that you’ll find me walking in understanding.
	Acknowledging a sacred friend.
	Wisdom. I invite you in.
	Would you make yourself at home while I agree to your decisions.
	I’m ready to give you my mindset
	Shatter it and cut with great precision.
	Welcome. You’re altogether wise, and I’m not.
	How we’ve hung time and again before 
	But now I open up the door because I need more
	And I’m tired of caressing a counterfeit. Logic.
	And I can’t see.
	So you point me towards my table
	Asking for a rag to wipe off these affections.
	Now that it’s clean, you set before me your correction
	First lesson. She says, you must eat right,
	For my mouth speaks what is true.
	I talk, you listen. I rebuke, you move.
	So I pay attention.
	In yielding to her precision while she cuts.
	Pride steady screaming this sucks, but I must hear.
	So I draw near.
	Not knowing if I’d be left breaking with tears
	But I’ve invited you
	You’ve wanted to speak with me but I’ve had walls
	Those in which you’ll now bring down
	So I stand as light interjects, setting the table with freedom.
	Folly and pride, I don’t need them
	I need you. Stay with me.
	Make wise my heart.

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Come on God

The world
your design
please sort it out 

We know you can
your a power unlimited
everybody here is waiting 

PS Sorry yesterday about me swearing !  

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Direct Realization

Life is dynamic and constantly changing
Any thinking or verbal speculation about life
even with regard to the future 
is always based on the past
One may have an immediate awareness
beyond thought or verbal speculation
of one's existence
but one cannot have direct contact
with one's immediate existence
through thought

Words are useful in the attempt
to communicate one's experience
to another person
but the use of words is merely an attempt
to point to experience
It can never give that immediate 
direct knowledge, insight or realization
that comes from one's experience

Words are like a map
and experience is the territory
A map can only give knowledge
"about" the territory
It can never give knowledge
"of" the territory
This can only be obtained
through direct experience

When one considers growth and decay
as a continuous ongoing process
of which human existence is a mere iota
one realizes that there is an inexorable movement
which encompasses everything that "is"
including human existence
which is a relatively recent phenomenon
on the cosmic time scale

One realizes the ethnocentricity
or more specifically the "homocentricity"
of the claim that human conceptualizations
are capable of knowing things as they "are"
This applies whether the claim is that of 
science, religion or 
any other system of thought

When one examines the way 
the different lifeforms are interrelated
one realizes the distortion created by thought
when one attempts to isolate 
and elevate one lifeform
particularly the human lifeform
apart from the others

The body has an intelligence of its own
which manifests itself
when thought ceases its attempt
to know life
It is a direct realization
beyond thought

There is a fundamental unity
of everything that "is"
and Love is a manifestation
at the behavioural level
of this unity

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Believing beliefs

We are not subservient 
                                                 to our supposed divine dealers
We owe it to ourselves 
                                                 to tread on our chosen alleys
Seeking the light seeing past the multi-coloured neon lights

What status quo
                                                 are you talking about
What revelation
                                                are you going on and on and on about

Faith is never static
                                                never definitive never stuck on regimentation
Reimagination nor reabsolution of make-believe beliefs

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Saved from the pending destruction that will result in 
an epidemic of chaos, bloodshed and tears.

Saved from a lifetime of mindless searching that will result in
an unproductive and lack luster life.

Saved from peer pressure that would have mold or shape me 
and make me a replica.

Saved from my foes or oppressors who wish to ostracize or terminate me
or rather rid the world of my existence.

Saved from fear that would  stifle and make me a loser
having unfulfilled dreams or ambitions

Saved from my SELF--- consuming greed, riotous and under-minding  living that would have resulted in ultimate displeasure when I look at my reflection in the mirror.

Saved, saved, saved, praise God I'm saved....

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I walked amongst you

A poor man seeking more from this world,
Than a young woman's curl.

I was a man who had been loved,
Summoned to soon from above.

A prophet from within,
Absorbed of all my sins.

Allowing me to walk the land,
My footprints you've seen amongst the sand.

Shelter me from thieves.
There is no telling when I must leave…

To the inner depth of the darkest night,
I’ll hold you dear, my precious sight.

Carnivore. Eat. Enjoy your feast!
I shall claim all that has deceased. 

I accept the blame,
I shall seek no names.

A watchful eye,
Closely looking at the parting sky.

Little angel dry your tears,
I've taken all your fears.

I await a cure for the rest of world.

Come a little closer, cause & effect.
You summon me. I’ll resurrect.

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Holy is the Lamb?

Live sacrifice
stained lamb upon bloods altar.
What is gained by such disdain
for the life blood of youths longing?
What “god” demand his worship
in the hungry mouths of children,
the fear of retributions wrath?

Why the symbol of the lamb?
Soft, helpless, innocent yet
terrified in its ignorance.
Is this but a poor metaphor
for mercy, a clandestine attempt
to herd the masses into submission?

What sanctifies the lamb, cleanses it,
making it worthy to be offered
as a palliative placebo,
to appease the fears of
the worshiping minions?

What lamb, masked by the
menace of its masters, could
satisfy the needs of their “god”?

What lamb,
chosen lest they take a child,
would not go willingly.

What lamb
sanctified by the love of those
who hold no rancor for,
nor fear of, their god
would not be made Holy?

Raised up as a symbol of 
the greater love,
the purer spirit,
the innocence
of Holiness.

John G. Lawless

not submitted to the contest because it
wouldn't fit through the hoop.

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You Are My Best Friend

Yes, you are my best friend,
and I'll never feel lost again.
You magnify my heart and soul.
You keep my love alive.
You magnify my life.
If only I lived for today,
I know I will be okay.
You are my amazing grace.
My spirit is healed,
and my hands can now feel.
I'm alive.
Yes, you are my best friend,
and I'll never feel lost again.
You magnify me,
and open my eyes where I could see,
gave my first breath so I can breathe.
I'm magnified.
I'm alive.

God is my best friend.

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The last mile of the way

The last mile of the way

It is a matter of must
To all and sundry,
Each and every man-jack
Has to walk it.

It is the real moment in deed
For one has to say, “Goodbye” 
To those he loves.
One has to put down all his loads
And face the reality of time.

Blessed is the man
Who walks on camino real with the Lord.
Cursed is the peregrinator who peregrinate alone,
Who promenade Lordlessly.

The rich man blundered
To hell he was taken
For his life has been peripatetic and perfidious.
Confessions he tried
But confessions failed.

Remember, longest is the night
That is not followed by the day.
No matter how long the night 
The day is sure to come.

With His cross on His shoulders
This mile the Lamb travelled,
Sinless and spotless the teacher was
And God the Almighty on His side He stood.

The impenitent Judas also travelled it
The mile was tough and dolorous
For his sins were accompanying him,
Suicide and sheol were his penultimate end.

Fight panophobia and euphorbia
With rectitude and optimism for heavenly opulence,
With clear conscience and faith in Him
Walk through the narrow door
Before the Master closes.

The writing is on the wall
“God shows no favouritism”
Let us travel this mile
With no wrinkle and spot
For this mile takes us
Into the hands of the Omniscious One.

Where our tears will be removed by Him,
Where there is eternal rest
Where there is no sorrows,
Neither death nor sicknesses.

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Angel Dust

Visited by divinity leaving remnants of its appearance as angel dust
Portions of the trinity left behind for deliverance in my soul was thrust
Something within the haze made me brave and unafraid on me like a crust
Instantly I prayed In my heart peace was engraved made my mind adjust

I am saturated In the essence of angels wings
Not overweighted in my presence heavenly offsprings

As it enters my nostrils I sway like an entranced cobra
Feeling like an apostle practicin advanced yoga
Whether you refer to him as Jesus, Allah, or Buddha
This could only be the blessings of the alpha and omega

I embrace this spiritual mist that sings like a song of psalms
This is such a blissful gift it brings an eternal calm.

Sha'ntez Jefferson

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He was a man penned,
By instinctive needs,
To whisk away,
Dirty deeds.

The necessities of others,
Trumped what was,
Making headlines,
Out of quiet acts.

Into a text, 
He appeared,
From the text,
(h)e disappeared.

A lion he was,
Doubt it not,
Full of blood and fire,
Ready to grab his lot.

Sin was virtue,
Guilt was shame,
The man was hungry,
In want of a name.

The lamb came later,
Down gossip’s path,
Upon an alter,
History crossed.

The books,
With deliberate fancies,
Inverted the meaning 
Of time.

Blood became wine,
As castles rose,
To hail the divine.

For God’s sake!
The man was made of steel!
Not like superman,
But still a pretty big deal.

One reason,
He became the son,
Was that god,
Needed to be born.

What was the point of 
Laying down arms?
When the Romans came,
There were no other charms.

Ay, there’s the rub,
Outdated, outrun, out-stated,
By the donkey riding man.

Without faith,
Its all just a spoof,
With out doubt,
There’s no proof.

Before him,
Metaphors were magical,
Merely logical.

Is the shining example,
Of what you get,
When men dance and sing.

Is the only way,
To get things right,
Some other day.

When the temple, 
Came crashing down,
Fate was sealed,
For money ruled the town.

His worshippers protested,
Not to budge,
If he did,
Some rocks they would indulge.

Not one to say no,
Believing in his flock,
He was surprised,
How they began to mock.

When the real story began,
The fake one ended,
Men of action,
Lost their main attraction.

The men with quills,
Who with great depth,
Expressed their wills,
Still whisper in the halls.

Who’s to say,
What it means,
When all is said and done,
Nothing is as it seems.

All hail and rise,
To this story that was devised,
By one god damn man,
Of art he was comprised.

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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

[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

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

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The Beauty of Breath

lays in it's
faithful existence.

Born into strange
bloody yet unbound,
tied to this world
in breath,
soon to forget this
act of grace. 
The one breath
without which 
no other would take
To breathe in salt
sea tang, 
or field of flowers
trees of green that
as if breath to
them to us,
as we to them,
and in the simple
of consecrated
to recognise that 
which exists,
as within. 
In breath we are
and if a religion
you must,
then kneel to
sacrifice time 
on the alter of
be silent awareness 
and behold,
one faithful breath.

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Never A Home Away From Home

Never a home away from home,
The couch smelled of mildew,
The fabric was ripped and torn,
Wallpaper peeled from the walls,
Revealing horrible graffiti underneath,
Dark broken crystals hung from the drapes,
The place was a mess,
Not sanitary and far from clean,
The odor was rancid,
The ceilings tarnished yellow from the smoke,
The smoke was from the burning of all the saints.

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Deathbed Prayers

Sanctify the begriming blood that churns within my decomposing channels.
Douse my life in the distilled downpour of the holy.
Spike my transgressions to the cross. 
Let them hemorrhage in crucifixion. 
I can no longer carry the burden of iniquity.
Let my soul spread wings and soar away into the nirvanas. 
Keep me from blackening in the magma of Gehenna.
Relieve me of eternal desertion in the onyx abyss.
I cannot tolerate to face Lucifer upon his throne.
Pull me away from the heat of the blaze. 
Lay me down on the silky luxury of the cloud.
Absolve my sins.
Liberate my ghost.
Forgive me.


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The Unbelievers

O, you all who call yourselves true believers
And unabashedly condemn the rest infidels;
Be ashamed now if you truly believe
In His words! No heaven nor scripture justifies
Witch-hunts such as those you committed.
Wake up and see the path you paved
To the Infernal Fire—for it is not in His way
You are striving! Yes, worship not others' gods
But nevertheless be silent; for they do not
Worship ours and do keep their silence.
Be silent if you truly do not sing to their gods
Like they do not to ours! Didn't He tell you
(If to Him alone you truly listen and in Him
Alone you truly believe, as you declared) 
To they be their own ways, and to us ours?

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Three Ghosts on Hallow's Eve

I was visited by three ghosts
Each night until All Saints Day

Unlike Scrooge
I asked for the ghosts to visit
the ghosts were known to me
in life

The veil is thin
on Halloween or the Eve of the Hallow (Holy)

The first ghost was that of a young man and son
He was lost to my world when he was only 24
died in a car crash 

His ghost visited  the day before Hallow Eve
read me a confessional letter that he will prove his love to me
I did not know him because he as been dead for 13 years
But he said that he died on the 24th and his funeral was on the 31

The second ghost was that of an old women and friend
I remember her because she died less than two months
She made an appearance on Halloween

She was having trouble adjusting to death
naked and disoriented
She was looking for her clothes and jewelry
I told her that we thought that she was dead
and that she will take on new clothing

The third ghost was that of a father figure
he played one of his favorite singers who is also dead
Frank Sinatra

“The summer wind came blow-in' in
like painted kites, those days and nights.
From across the sea they went fly-in' by

The Autumn winds and the winter winds,
they come and gone. And still the days, those lone-ly days.
They go on and on”

I was listening to New Age music at work on All Saints Day
but some how I heard the song in the background for 15 minutes

Unlike Scrooge
I asked for the ghosts to visit
the ghosts were known to me
in life

They are not ghosts to me
because I miss and love them but 
“they go on and on”

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The Eternal Infernos of Pain

Front and Center!
Those Gates adorned with pearls in Heaven.
White angels soaring. 

If by chance, 
Ordered to enter;
Through St. Peter's Permission; 
I demand from you chancellor; 
A swift insanity plea, submission. 
For this troubled soul is plagued, 
By vast displays of wicked ways. 

None lost. 
Courtesy of meticulous examination. 
Love lost. 

Diligence pending Investigation. 
Key Evidence, perpetually documented 
In Sin's ominous catalog. 
Rebuke my Judge! 
For multitudes of shortcomings, 
He failed to ascertain. 

Moreover, present was He, 
When Satan drafted me. 
First round,
Pick three.
His Fantasy League...
"The Eternal Infernos of Pain" 

JS Lambert

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The Ordination a Tribute to My Father

My father was ordained of God to preach his word in
this troubled land, for Jesus he made his stand.
Many times I have heard him tell of a God that could not fail.
He taught each of us children to trust and obey for in this 
world it was easy to go astray.
When my Father preached about the Savior’s love you
 could feel  the Holy Spirit descend from Heaven above.
Each night he would carry us all before the throne of grace
in his quiet secret place.
With tear filled eyes he seemed to make all Heaven
aware, and sometimes till dawn he would tarry there.
Humbly he walked before God and man to fulfill 
God’s great command. 

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What have we become

The world,
Was Vast and Prosperous,
Now minuscule,
Like butter on bread the universe spreads,
But the earth withers,
Before the jovial sea song to the wind,
 Now whispers to herself,
Rain embellished the earth with Laevigata roses, 
Now stone asphyxiates the bountiful grass,
The quiet moon drifts from us in silence,
For the pain is to insufferable,
Who could watch the earth die?
Forced from the galaxy,
Our odor lingers through space,
Afraid to be tainted,
We are alone,
Who can save us?
Blinded by our doom we continue,
But I weep. For I see it all
And I cannot stop it,
My voice speaks but sound of pride deludes my voice,
Now Afraid the earths cries but no one hears her weep
and her despairs stays imprinted on my soul
How can I save the world?
I hear no Solution,
So I stay and wait the conclusion to come

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My Iron Rod

it had been predicted
the crime of your century
i would figure out
and do it justice

It was written
after many years of famine
and tragedy
the justice i did the crime of the century
would lead you to enlightenment

it was said
the lasting effects of my iron rod
would last for hundreds of years
known as the golden age

it was foretold
the last prophet of the world before jesus
returns at the end of earth when this was undone,
I would do this for you
and he would be annointed

so here it is
the mastermined war code
with potential to end your way of life
sucked into its center, a personal war against war,
in which war protests itself

spiralling out from the center of indifference
and miscommunication
to keep up with the supposed manipulation
the outside layers, a holy essence
as this beasts mission is to prevent itself

walking out with knowledge
to be scathed in your perfection
to take every good advice given in the mentioned cypher
to prevent the end of your life
in which your global enemies will be pinpointed
and peace on earth mastermined

My Iron rod
can be dangerous
for now i wield it with good intent
for now i teach you to come together in unity
to become a global success

this false prophet, dressed up as your historical legacy
this god complex, joke dressed in suicide
it was mentioned i would have an enemy
and with world peace for 300 years at stake
you would not tell them of this under rug swept prophecy
for your enemy to be realised

your global enemy responsible for all wars of earth
this warcode to protect everyone from their own foolery
walk away from this personal war with what is offered
for the next man i label as the antichrist, 
may not be found as the blackmailed victom of your organisation

in the matrix of the underground,
the sleight of reality, belief and spirituality
the world deadlocked, and blackmailed for peace

I have an enemy
i t also happens that i have a rash
i am the prophet nostradamus predicted
the last one to be before the end of the world
i am here to lead you to the golden age
and then world peace
this will last for hundreds of years
but having an enemy
i am having difficulty accomplishing my heavenly task

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Krishna's Advice to Arjuna - Part Two


for Thodti trailing barefeet his dried coconut-stick broom on cracked macadam
in the gutter festering oozing fresh month-old drying turds urine remains of fed-up banana-leaves skins withered jasmine garlands drained motor-oil from scooter-taxis overfed flies lean stray kids fowl cows
        all that was wonder from afar
            magic mythic mystery the lingo of gods on earth
the brahmin vegetarian clattering-pans over order shouting eating-hotels
as though the heavens deigned to camp down on his doorstep
   derailed on their celestial inter-galactic circuit

his mind if he cared to exercise one was of little use to him
nor were they to his ancestors
called upon only to clean the bottoms off those who
shat upon his forefathers for ages
his only use for his intelligence
is to know his place
  minus the alphabet
     minus arithmetic
         minus the patinenkilkkanakku
              minus the grandold Vedic mystic gods and rishis
minus the right to think for himself

only the dullard’s right to die daft dull damned
      and be reborn in the womb of ignorance

So much for your Godly advice Charioteer Krishna
For don’t Gods only talk to Gods on Earth

Detach yourself first then
Do not feel for those you kill

For what lofty ideal the Mahabharatha
        pitted mythically gambling polyandrous cousins

Is India today a magical-realist myth
      or a cranking up Indo-Pak Armageddon

Sattva Rajas Tamas

       Sattva      Rajas      Thodti


Sattva: pure intelligence and goodness
Rajas: impure mental energy and restless passion
Tamas: dullness and inertia

Blodok or belodok (also beluduh): Malay for large-eyed goby, found in tropical or
equatorial muddy flats
Gopuram: the tiered, sculptured towers over the main entrances to Hindu temples
Kannagi: heroine of the medieval Tamil epic Cilappatikaram
Kolusu: ornamental anklet chains with bells worn by Tamil women
Kunkumam: saffron ( yellow or red) powder serving as adornment marks of
                     auspiciousness on women’s faces
Patinenkilkkannakku: the traditionally collective name for eighteen Tamil classical
Tali: usually gold chains worn by married Tamil women round the neck or tumeric-
            stained cords in lieu of
Thodti: a caste name for Night Soil Men

© T.Wignesan May 26/27, 1997 Revised June 2002 Paris From the sequence/collection: “Words for a Lost Sub-Continent”.

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Birds View Crown Chakra

Like clouds that’s sets for a morning bird

That takes the part of a part of a park to oversee the set

I ask of man what beauty does the birds capture day after day

Yet as men do we notice the emblems but do we ever sit to

 Notice laughter is it fond or fun we lack to see

But as day dawn days rise but do we take time to look

But yet when we wake and that of love is next to you do we 

Capture the moment do we capture the moment of perfection or is it yet iconic feature- 

 As man I found myself in every step found lost in meaning when next to you

As the bird comes and goes each day I wonder how the bird view -

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Yours Truly

While we are still breathing
and the sun's shining bright,
Give Thou, Lord, to each
What he has not:
To the tyrant give a heart
To the Charlatan a truer task
To the sinner offer penitence
To the priest, salvation ...
and don't forget Yours truly.

While the earth is still turning, Lord,
And the wind sweeps its surface,
Give wisdom to the martyr
To the warmonger, peace
To the oppressed give justice
To the lovelorn, forbearance ...
and don't forget Yours truly.

While there's still time enough, Lord,
And the blazing sun is looming low,
To the wealthiest give happiness
To the wretched, hope
Give to the gigolo a wife
And to the married, respite ...
and don't forget Yours truly.

From neon lights
to hearth-side gleam,
From spotlight to starlight,
From the hustle and bustle of life
to rest and dream,
From the din of the day
to things quiet,
Give Thou, Lord, to each
a little at a time
what he has not ...
and don't forget Yours truly.

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Get Up

Witnessing eternal beauty bewildering
Touching essence of divinity 
Twiddling thumbs...
Two weeks
Yet too weak
The two weak
Crippled and blind
Hungry and wandering witnesses
Give glory infinity
I just separate
And try to remember the clues in this day, it's like hell;
Not knowing how to honor heaven,
I want everyone to know
What do I know?
I know...
As do you, it is in your past callings
Your current dawdlings, your darlings.
It is in you
Of his spirit
Is murder
everyone elses
Very Evil
Of us;
Remember to see divinity?
Just get up
"Absentia Deo. Haect invitat lucifieri, reple animam Deo."

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My Testimony - religious

I'd like to bear my testimony 
I know god's love is true.
I know He will forgive me,
No matter what I do.
I know that if I try to give
To others who are in need,
He will bless me in the life I live
Where others cannot see.
I know that He will help me
When I'm feeling blue
And when I'm facing choices 
And don't know what to do.
I know that if I try, to do what is right
He will always be with me
And I will always have his light.
In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.

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The other side of Freedom

They said they loved me.
 Then, the metal beasts came, soaring over me
 Heaping dust and blood on our city streets,
 As their lethal load hit like rain sheets. 

I watched their love puncture the city walls
 And sever the sinews off the boy and his ball
 Leaving the mother crying for her son, then his dad
 Till her tears meant nothing in the wailing myriad. 

I saw the hate build with each blood drop
 Drawn from the soldiers and innocent. Drop
 For drop, survivors intend revenge upon this love shown:
 This false love which spurs only hate till we’re all gone. 

(c) Nyonglema

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Dressed for death act two -Great Physician's durable clothing

Because sin death entered in is for sure a marry heart does good like a cure  											Good news for men like a new leaf fallen from a tree now a dying spirit a fading leaf  										the Glorious cross a promise kept from the time Eve wept 													He is our life from Adam to the One healing enter in the only begotten Son 												dwelling in the Light only He is He was and is to come 														The only wise true Living God conquerer of all evil the Amen													It is done "The first and the last, which was dead, and is alive"													Heals by believing He forgiveth all your sins heals all you diseases                                                                                                                                                                  		His grace keeps us from plagues those written and those not 													 as far as east to west the Lamb of God the Lamb without spot													has taking away our sins with the shedding of His blood														Writes His laws on upon our hearts our sins remembering not													The sins of all He bore upon the tree causing are sins to return unto thee                                									 Rose again on third day the Justified doing away with our body of sin and death											all points as we yet He is without sin pleading to the sinners enter in												the Day spring on High the True Prophet Priest and King														Here is wisdom Honor Jesus Lord of lords King of kings the Lord our God King 											Garments of praise alpha and omega the first the Last the same													Granting repentance forgiveness of your sins in Your name 													The Lord Jesus The name above all names our all in all                                                                                                                                                                               		our sins separated us from Him that giveth Life to all   														Now by faith we have been grafted in Jesus the tree of life          												           	Us with His own self  He adorned clothing us in righteousness and salvation 												Lambs wife married none other than Jesus our great physician

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My Personal Prayer

Each night before I go to bed I kneel down and I pray 
For God to bless and keep me safe with every passing day
I pray for his acceptance in my life and choices made 
But also I pray for guidance as I walk the long pathway

To all who know me and know me well I am a caring person
Yet sensitive in many ways for in life I’ve been rejected
And fear to be true to myself has caused me great conditions
With honesty always being the best I have chose the harder outcome

I know that God does love me and he knows my heart means well
Despite the things I write or say some think I’m going to hell
But if my failure prompts a journey to a place of unsure existence
Then God is not the God I thought he was and I’ve wasted time and patience

To sum it up my prayer today like every day is for guidance
To live a life that brings some joy to others while in trails
I believe this the calling made for my life while on this journey
If not, oh well, I made a mistake, at least I entertained plenty

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inside lifes scarred body

inside my scarred body
is all of time, all of life,
all of death. It shows 
freedom. it shows us
we are supposed to know
we are in the form of God
but empowered by Jesus
we all stand apart from
the truth that beholds.

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Who Is Your God

Is your God 
rich poor
uptown downtown
is he a she
is she a he
is your God
of suburbia
does your God
reward you
make promises
is your God 
jealous, compassionate
true, in your image
you in his image
is your God 
animal, plant, alien
is your God a car
is your God in books
the Bible, the Torah
the Bhagdavid Gitta 
is your God Zen
Ruach, Extremist
or Evil
Is your God
unicorn, uniform
underground or
Who Is Your God? 

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Mother Nature Speaks

Mother Nature speaks of many tribulations, sending the message to all great nations. Wandering sheep and wolves on the prowl, you’re losing your way with a language so foul. The winds are stirring up a storm, and the wheat is gathered from the farm. Where the truth is known, but blown away, many left behind in just one day. Mother Nature speaks and it’s not a code. Listen and believe to save your soul. Tornadoes swirling and rains flood the land, Watch the signs for time is at hand. Heaven will open and you will see the King! This will be the end for every thing. Heartache and anguish for those left behind. Did you not pay attention to these great signs? Mother Nature is speaking for all to hear! Listen and believe and have no fear. The end of time is soon at hand, and all great nations will surely stand, before God!

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I found the answer the cure for cancer This is a true story

Cancer has quite literally  invaded her mind unwillingly
This tumor patiently attempts to steal her beauty
After three neuro surgeries
She awakened and no longer knew me

This monster scarily exposing the brains fragility
Ironically she still speaks intelligently
The look in her eyes previously continually lovingly
Is now constantly unknowingly 

Hospital room holding friends and family
To her this enclosing remains empty
Many helping hands extending her thoughts still lonely
My prayers are unending power to defeat her personalities enemy

The afternoon of the third day I'll call my spiritual birthday
Eyelids arose to sun rays and the most wonderful gaze
She said she loved me always and now knew my name and ways
Only tears not words I could display God really knows how to amaze.  

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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

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satan the accuser

Once I dreamt upon a room.
With me and Satan and GOD
I stood before an alter bare
And Satan started to glare.

I am Satan the accuser, the father of all lies.
You stand condemned before me for all your sinful past.
You’ve listened to my thoughts and lies
You’ve gone the way I’ve told you too
So now its time for you to die

I am God her Lord and Savior
And there stands my precious child
I’VE loved her and lead her and now she is mine
So now it is time for her to live.

In a flash of light and a trumpet call
Gods son appeared on the alter bare
I saw the wounds of sacrifice
And I knew I’d been redeemed.

There lies before you my precious child
who I sent to set the captives free
her sin and shame is washed away
And because of my son she is truly free

Satan couldn’t stand before the truth
So he left with nothing to say
My father embraced me and gave me his peace
And lead me back to my room

That night I slept such a peaceful sleep 
And when I woke in the morning light
I knew his love I knew his peace.
And laid my life down at his feet

The father loved us with a love so strong
That Jesus died, a sacrifice for me
He gave his life so freely for us
Now what can we do for him

He is Christ the over comer and in him we can live
Through trials and pressure joys and woes
And spend an eternity praising him
If we kneel and give him our lives 

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In God's Hands

Set free into Heaven’s lands,
I am now in God’s hands.
Time was once like grains of sands,
My soul now in eternity stands.

Set free through death,
My spirit now finds its breath.
Life once like the wind blew,
I am now saved by Truth.

Long ago I dreamed
Alive she was, it seemed.
Long ago I was with her,
Now we are together, alive forever.

Set free into Love’s arms,
I am now free from all harm.
May memories of me always be,
Even after being set free.

Remember me fondly, 
Remember how I loved thee.
I am now in God’s hands,
Eternally living in Heaven’s lands.

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Blatant Truth

Nothing happens for a reason
There are just reasons why things happen

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Heaven's Doorway

 Heaven's doorway
By any other name
Is Jesus Christ, my Lord

Straight is the way
Narrow is His gate
And definitely, there are no back doors

Angels can't lift you up
When overloaded
Millstones hardened sin

But, just give up
Your will, as His life he did
And when aligned you will be, invited in

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Scarred Tissue

scarred tissue i don't miss you i don't wish you were the better of me i don't care much for surveillance but it tempts me to burn out inside everybody's lying scarred tissue i really miss you i really wish you had got the better of me you see, i need that bad beat sometimes 'cause everybody's fine yeah, everybody's fine that's what on my mind For even Elvis reigning in his castle sometimes lost battles, immortalized forever tell the stories of the glories of mighty Aphrodite the most beautiful sin in existence bright was her smile all while the while evil stirred grinning storm clouds castles in the sky castles in the sky made for you and I grand castles in the sky sometimes re-invent your self just for indulgence stray from the normal path for it was one of a kind but I'm already under influenced sometimes a knowledgeable bright shining star fades away into the darkness shall come back in rebirth I know it sounds tragic but that's what I heard every bird has wings wings to fly away any chosen day into my dismay a beautiful array wings to start a new inner strength attitude because I'm in stride with you on another level soon a game worth winning is the reason we play life can be desperate at times but I find its beauty truly basking in the sunlight of midday so as I wave before a wave washes me to the shore I seek every day has been worth the while for the while stays wildly embedded in uniquely threaded scarred tissue

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The sky is dark. 
Can you see what you have done?
What you caused?
People look but can not see,
See what the world is truly today
You only now what you are told
You never want to believe the fact that the world is coming
Coming to an end
You look in never looking out 
You kill each other day after day
When will this massacre end? 
When will you see it is for nothing?
The truth is you never stop
Only continue this unnecessary war 
Is it for power?
God cry’s down on you day after day
But it is not enough to wash away the darkness.
You make the sky dark
Can you cleanse it away and make it light again?

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the note your holding

dear friend,
   i am someone you know. 
as a matter of fact someone real close. 
and i'm sending this note to let you know
that as a christian i have this hope.
  i see you around and i think your cool.
not like other guys that act like fools.
i see that in your heart that there is
something good, a smile and hands that would.
and i wonder is there Christ in your life. if
there is not; then i would like to invite. YOU!!!
it would be my delight. to give someone i like 
the gift of eternal life.
                                 your friend

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My Knight In Shinning Armour

He was my knight in shinning armour,
My shelter from the storm.

God's chosen companion for a day,
We were destined to meet,

Nature our favorite church,
Sheltered by the sounds of the songbirds.

Handsome and revered,
Conversationally enhanced.

Like Romeo and Juliet,
Happiness forever escaped us.

Then like a script from a school play,
Souls touching and experiencing God's kingdom.

Where is he today, my knight in shinning armour,
This maiden would like to converse with you again.

God's dilemma and caress,
May our lives meet again with God's blessing.

Author:Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz

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The Light of a Child

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

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

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

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

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Letter From God

If I had been upon the Titanic, with only moments left to live.
And if there was nothing left, for me to help with or to give.
Then I would find a paper, a pencil, a bottle, and some wax.
Then I would write a message, to cast adrift with everything else.
And in those moments I would write something short and simple.
I’d write…
People life is short, you never know when it will end.
And when my life is cut short, there’ll still be time for you to live.
Live it with your heart and soul forever in the front.
Reach out with them, give, and live your life as it was meant.
Then I would sign it … a lost soul…Titanic April 14, 1912.
Then I would seal the bottle and hold it in my hand.
Then I’d wait amidst the noise, tears, and pain. 
Until the water would eventually wash the bottle away.

Contest: Impress Me, Motif: Spiritual, By Carol Eastman

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A nation crammed with multitudes of aspects little by little felling the walls to the strictist regime,womens equal unthought not before time their veils can fall. A muslim law governed by fear suddenly looked upon,more bravely sight tumbled are those,gaining collateral in their place,to where they belong.
Paul beadnall. SponsorCarol Brown Contest Name... Write A Poem For Yourself 28/9/11.

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inside this tiny chamber

let me be the shadow cast
from the soft fade of light borrowed
as in a storm
inside this chest,
lightning flash
splits me open
and have you wake 
inside this tiny chamber

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The ice is melting 
on my moon
while I am waiting my round-trip ticket 
on the earth.
The spring is coming 
in my icy homeland 
and life is reborn.

TNT and Nitro 
in the fastest blast in the universe.

Helium atoms are broken
into thousands of pages 
of the book War and Peace
while on the edge of the galactic haze
Messiah has appeared.

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Simple Blessings

I love how the cool breeze caresses my face
tickling my lips
and tossing my hair playfully

It brings life to the silence of the dull, Autumn day
and forces smiles on grim faces

I adore the crinkling of leaves underneath my bare feet
sending a thrilling chill up my body
and quickening my heart with every step I take

It lifts the spirits of small children
and sends their innocent laughter through the air, touching hearts along the way

How wonderful the sprinkling drops of water are
as they tease my skin with their touch
and I cannot help but feel genuine joy

These days come often
but are rarely seen as they are

and a simple yet intricate blessing from God

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The Alchemy of Sugar Cookies

On strange days
like these
baking cookies
is an arcane art.
 For it is winter outside
how we transform
the inside
into mystic summer.

For i know the golden ratio.
i have surrounded
myself with graduated cylinders
that recall the lore
of  cups and ounces.

Retorts of  pots and pans
where i can observe
the powers of this world
returning and combining
into simmer.

Such smells
waft from the oven
as ginger swirls
and cinnamon sworls
like molten mountains jumble.

As the elements combine
eggs and butter
await their transformation.
Some believe that
transmuting baser  metals
into gold somehow proves their worth
but they have never
crafted cookies.

At my round
small wooden  table
my imaginary children enjoy
the coming holiday of doughy

They beam at me
with their gumdrop eyes
and jelly bean smiles
and write Latin script
with licorice and raisins
on their raiment.

 As the homunculus
i have constructed
out of hen’s teeth
and oatmeal.
with a retro fish tank.
skips like calendar with
an extra leap year.
hiccupping time.
Mice in the wainscot
squeak as Saturn
rises auspicious
in their whiskers.

As my roller
impresses and passes
i fill the silver trays
the cuckoo clock strikes thirteen.

While i  in a black forest script  
write of spells
of life and  death
and of the perfect
distillation of a sugar cookie
in baker notation
Sprinkles on the flour
that has spilled upon my table
from the shifter….

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Krishna's Advice to Arjuna - Part One

14: If the soul meets death when Sattva prevails, then it goes to the pure regions of those who are seeking truth.
15: If a man meets death in a state of Rajas, he is reborn amongst those who are bound by their restless activity;and if he dies in Tamas, he is reborn in the wombs of the irrational.
       The Bhagavad Gita , XIV, transl. Juan Mascaro.
« It is incorrect to assume that Hindu thought strained excessively after the unattainable and was guilty of indifference to the problems of the world. (...) The Gita asks us to live in the world and save it. » 
              S. Radhakrishnan, The Bhagavadgita.

When Thodti was born at Nelveli in the latter half of the XXth century
his ancestors had been living out-of-right
for the past XXX centuries hovering
on never-never land under villages with-out-back twenty-hutments
now overgrown to two one-thousand hovels in towncentre marshalling yards
no sewers gurglecourse under their feet
nor piped potable water flush their long-curdled alimentary canals
nor showers chase the clinging cloaca stench
nor even un-broken drains tarred roads garbage removal vans
find mouth on election platforms
the towncentre = the bus-terminal churning flipping putrid mud after three-day
drubbing storms and bulging human fleshed trains run on forgotten time
the lav’s stinging week-long turds splashvomits the feast of flies

temples carved with mantric-mouthed hands from the VIIteenth & VIIIteenth
gopurams in congested tiered runaway curlicue rococo-baroque fantasy
rose chalk kunkumam ripe mango yellow pitch black indigo
bulging fuming thick mascara eyes Zapata moustaches dangling over burgeoning bellies
lithe white cows gracing Ganesha’s flanks
garlands of roses hibiscus jasmine
identical buxomy lasses ballooning commodious backs ample thighs their sarees
a deliberately clasped transparent veneer of pudeur
the jingling nautch girl anklets
vain reminders of Kannagi
bangles bracelets armlets tiaras talis earrings noserings fingerings toerings kolusus
the prancing stained eyelashes the full lascivious lips
and that eternally round-eyed vacant supercilious stare
past the invisible sanctum sanctorum
the vast sinking steps of the holy tank murky with blodok
torn bookmatches ceremonial paper ferns water-lilies lotuses and centuries-old ooze
caked ulcerous washing feet and tick-milling matted hair

see how trailing reams of wishes and private wants
rise in pre-paid puja-thin mantric magic smoke to high heaven

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Open mike

I am compelled to speak out.
All you claim to any who will listen are but;
Delusions, drawn from a need to be;
More than you think you are;
And you’re right God need be feared for he has his army;
And I with my tongue could cut your words into shreds
For I know of man’s desires and I’ve seen the tracks;
Slithering along the twisted roads of this thing we call life.
It’s supposed that one should pray for your forgiveness;
For after all you are but a human;
Captured perhaps by the darkness of your own inequities;
But beware of your proclamations of grandeur;
Claiming to be Adam the first man;
For Eve if she comes;
In your case is sure to eat that apple.

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Chains made of money

She was so visually stunning
That when I saw her instead of being cunning
I started running
Figuring anything this promising had to be up to something
She may as well have had warning tattooed on her forehead
Seeing as her skirt was in need of more thread
And was showing more than her bare legs
She's been misled
She approached me and asked if love could be this simple
I replied "You just see potential in my visual credentials"
She looked perplexed face lost its dimples
Then replied "Oh you Mr. spiritual"
I sat her down and told her I saw beyond her facade
And that she would rather be pleasin God
And me I got my flaws but Im workin on em all
Where others stride I barely crawl
Sometimes I stumble and even fall
But I get up when others pause
perpetual motion with a cause
She then began to weep so heavily it was scary
She said walk in her shoes and dared me
She was enraged she's just a slave
And her chains are made of money.

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Straight line is a curve

Straight line is a curve We strike two nails to bury themselves in the wood. We tie a thread around each and form a tight string between them, our basis for making a straightedge and we make a casting machine for other things to emulate its linearity. But there is no such thing as straight line for it extends indefinitely and is bent by cosmic forces, and it is an arc of a circle whose radius is as long as the radius of the universe (if it is a sphere). The mold makes it easier to create newer things and results to tremendous productivity that threatens our nature. The original Creator shall come to destroy the mold, and we will no longer be able to cast our intelligent foolishness. The line will become a random curve.

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The yellow lines just inches away, 
I collapse right before it, deep into insanity.
Not knowing how or when I’ll wake up from the death-inducing coma.
Shackles on my ankles, bounding me to the cement jail of choices.

“Freedom! ” I cry, 
Not knowing I have limited time to be granted that demand.
Realizing I've forgotten the roots of life.

“Freedom! ” I cry once again being tortured by the demons eating at my soul.
Ten minutes left, until death has won me over.

“Freedom! ” Reaching for the only thing in sight, the book given to me years ago.

“Freedom! ” Five minutes until disappearance into the soul dimension.
The crinkled pages sputter dust while being opened.
The old book full of odd adventures, true adventures nevertheless.
Water-stained pages full of life, 
Waiting to be taken of their oxygen.

I flip through it one last time, 
Hoping to save the lost cause that is I.

“Freedom! ” I whisper.
The time is nigh.

The end of its usage is almost through, one last time before its entirety will be thrown down.
From “In the beginning”, down to the giving of Grace, the book’s life is over.
As if it goes with me.

“Freedom! ” I scream out in joy.
Looking above in the bright light, 
Grasping at the yellow line, 
The finish line, 
Where Heaven meets Earth.

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Of the Quandaries and Mystics in Divine Shamanism

The Shamans gather to discuss the oblivious reason
Dispel cruelty as fate opens for our unorthodox legion
Conformity’s blue armies will try to trap you and me in
Destroy notions preconceived, let the celebration begin

The mind is confused on what info it should reject
It is lost when it sees truth it cannot possibly accept
Parallel to common belief, pompous power is not Respect
I have invisible plans the materialists cannot ever detect
A different death, of new hope
Soaring as Shamans cut the rope
…but some won’t

It is normal to be abnormal
Self discovery is not formal
…but love is not either

Lamenting and hoping soliloquy
This is the way it was supposed to be
…but it is

Patience in expediting time
Supposed to waste away for a dime
…but I won’t

Smooth, silky opaque clouds
I have seen though the shadowed shrouds
…but I will still depart with the Shamans
The Spirit Realm

Lost in inevitable time
Drifting through superfluous mind
Coasting on sporadic rhymes
Losing grip on human kind
Searching in jungles of lies
Venom vines cannot unwind
Oxygen floats in pink skies
Wiggling under ties that bind

Worldly thought in powerfully small significant action
In the end, there are no nations and there is no faction
There is only the physical, mental, and spiritual reaction
Contently acquiesce to predetermination’s satisfaction

The pelicans told me how to dance on water
Mother’s dying nature from a materialistic daughter
Patriarchs are nonexistent in the time of our Father
Unwritten governing connections from unknown author

They eternalized eternity in what they wrote
The variables of grounded state and Shamans who float
The differences between independent thought and rote

Hidden is Peace in this experimental Earth piece
Except in the internally spiritual enlightened keys

Existence in the persistence of beginnings and endings
Continuous coincidence shows we are not alone fending
Disruptive objectives exemplify perceived reality is bending
Only you choose spiritual contentment in moments you’re spending

I quest to become a Great Shaman of Spirituality
Gather my children and listen to the winds of actuality

Optimistic spirits show how to make a boorish world sublime
The gradual success journeys through our mystics in beautific time
Obliterate the materialistic, conformist cause of hesitant follow through
Us and the Shamans will do everything; it is of yet if this includes you

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O Guardian Angel '07

O thou art the one,  
whom showers i of  
sheer serenity,  
as warms this heart  
and fills this soul  
of such an endlessly  

O thou art the one  
whom possesses  
and provides i of thy  
guidance and  
thy innermost light.  

O Guardian Angel,  
thy heavenly beauty  
divinely of  
1,000 colorful Springs.  
For thou deliverest  
faith, hope and uncon-  
ditional love unto   
this fellow poet whom  
writes neath the   
feathers of thy holy wings.

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back and forth,
running with a string
i dance, back and forth
flowing like a ribbon
the wings of a butterfly,
flapping endlessly
the songs that i sing
mimmick the life 
beneath my skin
reveal the truth that's missing
try, to see my eyes
move, to see my pride
i am the endless flow
that lives alongside every moment
whether it's here or not
in every hidden escape
beyond the skies
that the insane have created
to arrange this line of seperation
this line of time
to decipher what is dead and what is alive
pulling me, i resist
i rise, slowly into the sun
resisting this motion
my senses inexistent
my aura, surrounding within
with wings like a dove,
soaring between clouds of coffins
picturing memories
that once existed somewhere
once before
back and forth,
i am being guided on a string
to soon collide
in a cosmic explosion
sweet memento mori
surrounding my frames
in flames,
these strings exist too
they are a part of me
a part of you
what have we got in common
is it the color of the string
or who is higher in the wind
who we can not see
what we do not believe
a point of certainty
resting between sanity and insanity
that the world has not yet reached

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Red Sunday

The preacher died on the pulpit
With his hand on the Bible 
His hand in your pockets
A bullet lodged in his eye
Crimson splatter 
Forward thrust 
Forward drop
Blood funnel on the Bible
Soaking through the pages
Red droplets on the cross
A drizzle on the congregation
But the pews remain clean
And occupied 
No panic
No tears
Wide-eyed children
The preacher died on the pulpit
No more sermons of the faux

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Can it

Why do I chase the atom?
when the universe has always been mine.
Can love evolve from red giant
into a galaxy?
Dust and stone
become skin and bone,
born; fall and rise again.

I love the black holes
of your eyes
for they radiate
much more light 
than they could ever take.
White hot coals made to rake
caked surface of my lungs.

How I long to see your breath
steam up the silence in my soul.
Droplets, turn into rapids
and rush my question away.
I tripped; stumbling
my spirit crumbling.
Hold; release those fingers.

Strength born of sugar
does not last, and it feeds fear
I need complex and organic
Can rotten become fresh?
Carry the inner babe
Cain and brother Abe.
Save: heal the tether.

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Beauty For Ashes

I used to feel like 
A ghost
Just floating through this life
Invisible to the world

Weighed down by the chains 
of sin and guilt
My shoulders bowed and my head hung low
I looked at You through eyes
of Disillusionment and shame

My heart yearned so much
To just let go 
And confide in someone 
To look at my reflection in a mirror
And not hate the person
Staring back at me

To show my scars
Where the pain of cutting
Was  the only way I could escape 
the heartache

And use them as a testimony of 
of how you gave me beauty for ashes

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That's Where The Lord Lives

I walk outside to see all that I can see.
Over there is our house, our home,
In the distance, you can see.
And that place of hallowed happiness
Forever has been our home
And forever will be so evermore.
That house is small but raised us tall,
From the perfect parents who loved us so
To the perfect sister for which every man would want.
The house built us all up strong.
More than a mere building,
It is a place to love and be loved,
A place that hands you hope that you give right back, 
And a place of everlasting faith.
This home is where my parents taught me about God
And opened me up to Jesus.
They opened the eyes of the blind for all to see,
And the blind included me.
They taught me to be the best I can be;
The best things in life are free.
They have taught us so well,
And they all have saved my soul.
Even if I am not there now,
I carry Him with me.
I carry them with me.
I carry Their values and Their teachings with me.
In this house, this home,
We reside.
We cannot forget this.
This is where my Mother lives.
This is where my Father lives.
This is where my Sister lives.
This is where We live,
In this loving, caring, beautiful home
They made just for us.
We cannot forget this either.
This is where it all began. 
This is where the hunger and thirst was created;
This is where we are fulfilled.
We cannot, we must not forget this:
This is where God lives.
This is where Jesus lives.
This is where The Lord lives;
The Father and The Almighty.
This is where We live;
This is where We reside.
We must not forget this.
We must not forget this:
What a beautiful and perfect life this is.

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My Child

Alone in my house
Which is falling down around me
Walls leaning
Roof sagging
Foundation crumbling

I sit in the living room
And stare at the brokenness
Of my house, my life
As it crashes down
Around me

Then I hear
A knock at my door
I get up
"Who's there?" I ask
"It is Me"

"What do You want?"
"To help you" He says

"I don't need Your help,
Please go away
I can fix this on my own
It's not as bad as it looks
Nothing really."

We stand at the door
Looking at each other
I see compassion in His eyes
And I knew
He saw through my lies

"Haven't I left you
Alone all these years
And let you build this
Life, this house
On your own doing?"

He speaks the truth
His words cut deep
All I've made
On my own 
Is nothing

"Let Me help you." He says
"Trust Me"
He smiles at me
I move aside
And let Him in

In He comes
And goes to work

Repairing with love
And mercy and grace
Making my life, my house
A beautiful place
Beyond what I could ever do

"My work here is done"
He says and gives me a hug
"My child,
I'm always here for you
No matter what, I am here."

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A Hushed Prayer

I beg for your forbearance
For I have disregarded my faith towards You
I beg for your healing in advance
For I have disclaimed Your protection and now I’m blue

Do you notice that I’m blanketed in deep distress?
My pillow is soaked externally with unsettling tears
My good memories that bestowed hopefulness
Has been meddled with for years
Has been mistreated and replaced by insecure dreadfulness
I need shelter from the tide of despairs and fears

I’m shattered and I’m seeking Your helping hand
Receive my hushed prayer…from your throne in heaven
I’m begging for Your contentment that’s beyond grand
Receive my muffled prayer… or I’ll be stuck in this tarnished den

Do you notice that I’m spinning mad in the rivers of mystifying visions?
My unwavering boat sinks drastically with damaged gears
My bad memories that departed from my missions
Has been discarding the carefree years
Has been neglected and torn apart by dishonorable decisions
I need Your love to embrace me with jubilation and cheers
I beseech for Your mercy
For I have abused my steadfast hope towards You
I look forward to Your infinite Kingdom favorably
For I have admired Your blessings and now my dreams come true!
In Jesus’s name,


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Easter Easter is ever so beautiful. It was meant to be just so. For as our Lord Jesus rose to glory… The plants do follow in his fold. Springs beauty is likened to heaven… As it was promised in stories of old. And all the tender plants … Show our souls how to unfold. Growing toward the light, an ever present goal… Reminds us in life, what we should be searching for. Spring is like heaven brought down upon this earth To remind us of God’s promise in Jesus… Waiting in our hearts and souls For the Son's light and warmth to bring it forth.
Contest Easter Inspirations: CSEastman

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Raven's Task pg2

a heavy smog circles around the dead hiding the ground below the demons become 
louder and I can hear the ground start to quake then thousands of ugly vile things 
climb to the surface and all thousand of their little ugly eyes are on me I suddenly 
feel completely overwhelmed a thousand against one how can this be why would 
our Father do this to me I begin to shoot and a single bullet fly’s not hitting even 
one of those nasty creatures I can now feel the fear and am at my wits end then 
the great spirit speaks once more you have forgotten your Father you have lost 
your faith how can you rid these evil creatures alone I drop to my knees and weep 
oh Father forgive me I have sinned I let the demons take control letting me forget 
the most important thing of all prayer please help me I can’t do this without you I 
trust that you will see me through amen then as I arose the figures I had foolishly 
mistaken for bats had actually been the lords angels waiting for me to pray all at 
once they swooped down beside me their beauty glorifying the entire land I began 
to shoot and not just one bullet flew but twenty everyone of them hit their target as 
the angels and I worked together the battle was won before it could even begin 
when the land again was at peace the angels took my hand the black of my dress 
became white and wings slowly started to sprout upon my shoulders I then knew it 
was time for me to go home

Contest: Living Among the Dead pg 2of 2
By: Virginia Frayer

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If The Heart Go In That Direction

we think of your goodness your sweet kindness we think of all the things you have provide us you bring peace on this earth lord we continue to ask for forgiveness and redemption too we walk through the path of faithfulness if the heart go in that direction that we are so bless to recieve your worthiness we shall only think of your goodness only because God is able too

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I was in a panic my heart beating rapidly

At the thought of losing it all.

I looked around and what I found

Were angels starting to fall.


Warriors from up above

Sent to help the willing,                             

But what they had wasn’t enough;

to stop humanity from killing.


For they were corrupt and unjust

In what they have learned

They didn’t realize that all of their sinning;

Was going to get them burned.


 Here are all of the angels;

 Working hard to save

These people who just laugh at death

And the gift in which he gave.


There was an angel so beautiful,

One I couldn’t see- for there was

A bright white light

Surrounding him and me.


He kissed my temple and he whispered

Everything was going to be okay.

I felt the warmth of the message

That he tried to relay.


A peace washed over me as I realized;

 I had spoken to God,

I watched the dirty looks and heard the snickers

Of those who found it odd.


For in this age it is impossible,

To speak to the creator,

It must have been a demon in disguise

A great impersonator.


They were wrong

 I have never had such a great feeling,

Energy passed through me

 And healed the pain I’d been concealing.


I will always remember

The day that I had needed

A miracle from up above

My prayers had been heeded.

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In the Beginning Was the Word

In the beginning was the Word…
And only then was the world.
Out of chaos and the darkness,
Out of nowhere and the blackness…
Something more than a miracle happened
Filled with warmth and light that sparkled.

The world got name and became alive! 
All around began to thrive.
Not in gratitude, not out of a sense of duty
It believed in truly saints and only beauty.
Eyes opened and stood in delight
It could invite, excite but not to affright.

In the beginning was the Word…
And that word was God.
Earth and sky, the stars and oceans,
Without emotions but with devotions.
Rains and snows, beauty forebodes
And even the dust of not traversed roads.

It would be ridiculous and naive 
To dream about the dawns, be a sensitive.
To be the hands on the starry clock,
To make on the land a beautiful woodblock.
As all that had already been put wise.
And in time the Sun could arise.

In the beginning was the Word…
And that word was Peace
Everything could freely breathe.
If you remove it, the chaos will again start,
The universal fear and black exhaustion,
The indifference and world of combustion.

The worm of doubts shouldn’t gnaw the heart!
The rest is later and the second will be smart.
For some it is unusual and one can’t agree
But as to me in different way it could not be.
You have to hear Him to be reborn again.
His Word is saint and everything explain.

In the beginning was the Word…
And that word was Love.
The beginning of all beginnings and all the springs,
The beginning of all the most beautiful things.
The beginning of all the sources and a new start.
You have to hear it and know: IT IS THE GODS ART.

In the beginning was the Word…

©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)

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Love and that is all

He gives to you His all
He has over eons of years 
Because He loves you so.

He gives to you and me His all
So heavenly
Is His vision He aims to unfurl
Because He loves us so.

I give to Him all I can
So willingly
He crossed painful ways and I yearn 
To bring Him comfort, because I love Him so.

I care for you for if I didn't
I would be to receive His love
I honor your soul, because as I do, 
I honor Him also.

By CarolineCecile
Copyright - Nov. 2011

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What shall I Wish

The dawn broke glittering and chirping,
The newspaper boy wheeled into,
The newsletter read the lines,
Kidnaps, violence, riots, rapes, theft, murder, bombs dropped onto civilians
invasion, gang wars, homicide, scandals, scams, anarchy, chaos……!!!!

News scroll portrayed inert words and lifeless lines;
Cops, Judiciary, Politician and cataract Medias
all deserted the needy and drooped into silence. 

Pleaded the ill-treated and oppressed among men, women and children whose 
cry were “Our Lord!.. Rescue us from this town whose people are oppressors; 
and raise for us from You one who will protect,
and raise for us from You one who will help”.

Responded none,
But only the resonance;
Not a stern stride against,
Not a folded fist against,
Not a bold shout against,
Not even a broken heart against these mournful statuses.

The dark clouds of silence veiled the world,
Unable to hold the agony, the sky wept,
Drizzling and showering into fury adorned by the light and thunder,
Awakening the lifeless and rejuvenating the soulless;
Yet not the conscience of the,conscious, bi-legged.

All drooped as if doomed,
The benign angels too ceased the prayers of peace.

The query of the Most Merciful Lord
“Why don’t you…?”  


“Verily, will not you change the state of people who do 
in no way wish themselves to be so; then why us, in vain?”

Alas!!!, brought into action, severe ordeals by the Lord, the dreadful fire swept, 
Drastic Tsunamis, trembling earthquakes, Hurricanes, famine, drought...

For, if it was The Sustainer and The Angels to revamp the planet;
then what the cause for the mankind to exist on earth…???

The shiver led to consciousness;
Come; arise for the helpless and suppressed,
Propagate virtue and demolish the vices; 
For, neither Moses,
nor Jesus,
nor Daveed
nor Mohammed, (peace be upon them), to come, 
to seize the hands of the culprit,

Rather, time awaits and longs you, Samaritans to do the verdict.

Know my friend It’s, “Miles to go before you sleep”

Now tell me, what shall I wish u...?? 
A Good Morning or Mourning…..!!!

And what do you wish and will for…???

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Mystery Pies

               Mystery Pies

Every day the thin old lady comes crying from the bakery
“Hot pies!” ‘Hot fresh pies!” 
With a young wide smile on the cobble stone streets
Her wagon filled with savory treats of saffron pumpkin pies
Assorted aromas rise to the horizon as she hobbles down the road  
There is always a surprise, a mystery or two
Children throw their pennies and beg for clues
The old woman bakes a different kind of pie each day
To add to her selections on the cart
Today is Sunday so she baked a special prayer like pie
It has a sinful cinnamon chocolate crust with cherries inside
This reminds the town folk to be pure, to think about virginity.
Don’t ask me why
I’m not from this vicinity

Created on 10/08/14 for Plentitude Of Pies – Poetry Contest

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god's safety

spent half
the life god
gave you in
darkness, corrupted
by the devil's ways,
got you wrapped 
around his finger,
chained, lost, hopeless,
giving up on yourself
you collapse by hell's
entrance, believing
what everyone has
told you...
when you finally hit
rock bottom, HE picks
you up again..
crying, you hear his voice
telling you it's okay
through the ones you
collecting you're lost
soul and carrying
you back home
where you belong..
never here in person,
but forever here in spirit,
follows you wherever
you go, hand in hand
no matter what path you're
he will forever 
save and love you!

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Eternal Battles: the good, the bad and the WITHIN, Part III

Kingdom of Adam, Kingdom of Satan
Among us HE exists preaching his constitution
And conspiracies 
Oh What Wicked Witty conspiracies 
“Blame on the Lord” HE whispers
Oh yes, simple relief of a great poet 
Playing greatly on the Bun of words
I’m Buried in the duties of life and 
Burdened by the holy ones,
I Rose I Rose Maya Angelou,
I was burned by the lies, 
Defeated by sorrows and murdered by neglect
Exiled my identity in a vast dry Sahara
Rambling through the sands of life 
Overwhelmed by the gigantic landscape;
And it comes again
The consecutive Sandstorm,
I’m abandoned, I’m lonely, and I’m weak
My thirst is consuming me 
Yearning a tiny drop of forgiveness
And then the shining reflection,
The sudden revelation,
I’m infatuated by its distinct aroma and now I pursue its path
Like abrupt Goosebumps acquired from a good tragedy
I was stimulated and inspired,
Digging through the burrows of my deepest troubles
And confusion there it was an unveiled well
A volcanic eruption of yet another Identity;
My identity
I stood straight and strong..Filled my punched hole of 
Miseries in my guts and this time;
I raised my flags of victory

PartIII of the main Poem "Eternal Battles"

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Being Free

I Wasn’t enough to just be myself I had to be what you wanted of me Plastic—Mainstream—Liar Without any creativity And a façade for a personality So I Guess I Just Live a Lie Just to Satisfy And surely survive Your torment spitting opinion but then, A Semblance of the independence I held inside No matter how small it let out a cry I will redeem my pride And be perfect, free, me

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O, beautiful one
How I love you so
Like the big'un that I never had
Yet life had to happen
Our human ways had but to play a part
That it lead to us departing on grounds of our very Source of life

When that had nothing to do with everything that is everything
We were for growth instead we created conditions that only fed our twisted ways
Where I became clay and you mould
I seemed to moulder, loosing parts of I
Confused with everything that is
Only way I could be was but to drink from your very cup

Which is but a displeasing form to our very Source
This form presented itself in a way that hurt I
And I couldn't bear it
Clouded by emotions and obligations
I had to depart (regardless of them)
And our very Source was made an excuse

Or this very fact took form in an area
So sacred
Your very essence
Was but essential and I know not how
Some junction are but limited in time
Yet fruitful in occurrence for both
And departures so sour never hoped for

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Upon this Rock

Join with me now in the creation of a faith;
may yours become the portrait 
of the father of a God. 
Give us the words
that we may spread the glory 'round.

Faith is the flight, we're told,
 to know that which cannot be grasped
....that which is not,
in fact, it is beyond 
no thing of jewels or of gold.

What it becomes, are footsteps of the mind
directed well past any time we know
or any universe;
we may elect when we may go,
but never when we may return.

But isn't that the nicest thing 
about a faith?--
that there are no limits...
nothing to define

And so, on second thought
you need no words at all.

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Be still

I seek you in the thunder
But you are not there
I seek you in the screaming wind
But you are not there
I hear a quite murmur in my heart
I still my mind
And know that you are there
In quietness and rest- 
MY peace I leave with you
Not as the world gives- 
My secret is with those who know me.

©? Brenda V Northeast   8th January 2012

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The Mincing Machine

Do come in 
All welcome 
Religion religion 
Bow down 
Do your bit
Wind the crank yourself
Celebrate a Devils birthday!

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Kneel with Fear

How can we fear what we’re meant to fear if fear has been taken from the equation 
in the land of the forgotten the streets poured with fear of what was to come if they 
didn’t live right if they lost their footing and fell but now there is so much chaos 
what’s to fear anymore how can they fear if some of the most terrifying things are 
staring back at them from their very own television sets when they walk out their 
door a friend telling them of a man that was brutally murdered describing the lay out 
without even a quiver everything frightening is so common now why do you think 
we’ve lost sight of what to believe in why do you think in revelation it goes on to 
say few will make it to heaven because most of us are too busy living in the new age an age built by the fallen ones with no boundaries no repercussions and no reason to believe that anything actually exists God will not come down here and show you his face if it was that easy why bother for us to be here in the first place question not what you need not question for all will be answered in time have you not learned patience through out this life do you always know everything right away or do you have to wait to find your way if you can answer that you should know it’s 
God you should fear in the land of the forgotten and in the new age as well


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Never fear

Never fear death,
because in death,
no one can hurt you.
Fear the living,
for they torment you,
but never give up.
Such is life.
Nothing is fair in this world,
we must work hard,
 and fight for what we want,
Never give in to greed,
always be selfless,
and always believe in God.

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The labrynth

Sometimes we feel like life is hard to face
and we race on a track with the lines misplaced
movin fast in separate directions passin by blessins that were meant to ease our stressin but we just keep steppin
and often we come to intersections and share our lessons only to find we have answered no questions
then we continue this fraud and the world never responds seeing as we throw a facade we think can fool even God
if only they knew that behind closed doors confusions beast roared and despairs birds soared and only the sword of the lord could take down discord
but being so sore from our misguided race when we try to lift it were quickly disgraced
and in that final hour they are nearly devoured
overtaken by the most forsaken angel to taste heaven
but before the teeth of the beast could seal their defeat the lord takes hold of his sword and knocks him off his feat
Then when we see there is nothing left to fear
still we ask where do we go from here

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Gold Leaf

            Gold Leaf

Gold leaf frescoes on a church wall are very lovely
Saints and angels on display at a pretty price
Just outside, mold takes over, clings to surfaces, settles
Poor people float inside like famished spirits
Transformed with tarnished shoes and souls 
They see the glow of heaven at their heels
Marbled floors and altered states of grace
Collection baskets fly by, gobble up dollars
More gold leaf is needed
Walls must be fed
Outside mold clings and grows
Ivy also, on the ancient structure, very pretty
Gold leaf comes at a glowing cost
Lovely frescoes, angels and a cross 
The priest promises to feed the congregation
Perhaps next season 
Hunger must wait, we understand 
More money is needed immediately
Gold leaf angels are more than mysteries
They are financial emergencies, for gold leaf frescoes 

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Your Choice

Finally. It is here.
The Judgement Day that is.
He will judge our hearts, not just our actions.
This is a good day for the Born-Agains, but not the sinners.
This day is great and horrid alike.
The Happiest and saddest day ever.
This day will choose your fate,
Heaven or Hell.
Your Choice.

This is hard, taking it to school everyday
Afraid for myself, and everyone alike.
Taking this book everywhere.
I will get criticized made fun off, and beat up possibly.
But, I do this for You and You alone.
You will give me strength and courage to do this.
Now I am happy for myself and everyone alike.

Oh Lord,
When will it be?
Far away?
When will the return be?
Please just give me
A hint,
A clue,
An answer,
Or nothing at all.
It is your choice
Goodbye Peace Love

This is it.
The nerves are gone.
The Big show,
Getting in front of the youth
Telling them the way, the truth, the only passage.
Is You

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Right On, Righteousness

By the truths of
I never thought I'd
Thinking on it
As I rarely often

The journey started
In a daydream of a
They took everything
away from me
Except my innocence
of life
Now I have a slight
Gift of the
Put it to good use
As I'm battling the

Now the thousand
army of Lucy
Come to wring my
Slipping through the
Have to watch my
every step
For if I fall in
The lightbringer
Soon be dead
As the righteous 
inherit their
when it comes to be 
that it resides
inside their head

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That Free Will is an Illusion

That decisions are in the form of electric impulses and chemical reactions in the brain…
That these electricity and reactions are facilitated by different chemicals…
That chemicals are just aggregates of atoms…
That we do not have control over atoms.
we cannot control the chemicals in our brain;
and therefore,
cannot control such reactions and electric impulses;
and therefore,
cannot control our decisions.

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Far Beyond The Stars

just one look
thy knigdom come
thy soul be save
the tears roll down and
the spirit moves me
when God make a way
glorly be hallelujah
no longer lost but found
look what you done for me
i stepped out of the storm and
i stepped into the sweet sun
when God has spoken
heaven touch my wings
you saintify me and
i give Him sweet praises
oh rejoice and i rejoice
all the flesh on my bones
glory hallelujah and
He shall not let you fall 
because he got your back
i give Him the victory because
i am so grateful and thankful
to know that you care for me
you put food on my table
you put clothes on my back
you are there for me 
every minute and every hour
you bring me sweet joy
this morning
when you look at me again
the king of all kings
you give me a song to sing
far beyond the stars

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Who is This god You Serve?

You feed and live on lies and malice
Deception is the cloak you wear so elegantly
The crisp white robes, expensive suits or
The everyday clothes of the working class
Your hands... your blood-stained hands you wash
‘It is clean’ you think because you cannot see
Your eyes, they are sealed! Blind to the simple truths!
At meals you sit in the company of your cohorts
Devouring dreams and futures of the young
You breathe the foul stench of murderous deeds
Unending cries of the dead echo through the universe
Reaching high to the throne of the one Creator
Who is this god that you serve?

Under cover of night at clandestine forums you speak
In villages, towns and cities where poverty strangles
Where hatred, intolerance are inherent
Where vulnerable young men and women, beguiled
Brainwashed to hate and destroy their own lives
In light of day in the presence of strangers 
Your words flow free like fresh golden honey
Rich and thick with lies and deception
Making incredible promises you could never deliver!
From lips perverse and pregnant with deceit
And who is this god you serve?

You may attempt to hide what is written in your heart 
'Though quite often you succeed, yet never without a struggle
For truth and light are "alive" and will not be buried forever!
In this universe created out of order, be assured, there is an appointed day
When all men will give account for the time spent here on earth
The enemy, you claim, is anyone  unlike you
Whether it be !in color, religion or race or whatever!
Stop! We would all do well to look deep within, 
Past that mirrored image is you... your "enemy" 
The one who murders with intent
Who is this god that you serve?

Who is this ‘god’ that you serve so diligently
This ‘god’ that requires mere mortals kill one another 
On his behalf, and to accomplish what goals?
Implicitly I believe in the One true God 
Who made everything out of nothing but His Word!
Who forbids pride, greed,  hatred, lies and murder!
Who still, by the way, stays His mighty hands
Being desirous that no man should perish
His Word has gone out and will not return void
Patiently he's waiting our repentance, 
Rest assured He will not wait forever!

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I shall love you as a Stranger

Carry not my love with a sigh.
Let it not drag your steps, pull you from behind.
Weigh not your heart with guilt and regret;
Grieve not over the good and bad Allah set. 

Let my love fall on your shoulders, light as a moonbeam;
Let it be a faintest blush of colour on the canvas of your dreams.
Let it be a breeze that ruffles your outstretched wings;
Let it echo every note you sing.

I shall remember your smile
As I count my miles.
I might stumble, even fall --
Pray for me but do no more.

For such is my love for you,
For it runs pure and true,
For there is One who
I love more than you.

When the passions of this world come to fade,
We shall meet in a far better place --
On a day when there is no shade but His Shade;
When through the Fount of Abundance the faithful wade.

When the Promise is delivered
When we are gathered among Believers
I shall search the eyes of Strangers
I shall come to you as a Stranger
And I shall love you far greater.

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A Prayer For Healing

Do not let me be the demon I have created me to be.
I am the product of myself and my negativity.
I trust You.
I love You.
I thank You.
In Your name,
We pray,

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A Prayer

Dear God, I wanted To tell you how much I deeply appreciate all You’ve done for me Since the moment I Took my first breath, Of earth’s sweet air Into my infant lungs. I don’t stop And tell you very often How amazingly wonderful this life is Despite all the problems We humans unceasingly encounter. And yet, despite all Our anger, worries, frustrations Disillusionments and feelings of Disconnected discontentment, Nothing beats a baby’s laugh, A dozen long stem red roses, A spectacular sunset Or Shakespeare’s Iambic Pentameter To remind me that I’m only here for A grain of sand of time And that you’re the power that lies behind Each and every miracle we experience In this wonderful world. Thanks again For thinking the thought that brought Us here and giving us The opportunities to Overcome our faults and failures And strive ever upward, onward towards A place in our hearts, minds and souls Ultimately bringing us back Into your fold. Amen

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Hurt I Learned

If I seem down,
forgive me.
Frowns I carry around,
live in me.
You may say,
you see right through me.
Your words untrue,
renew me.

The hurt I’ve learned,
brews in me.

If only you could,
re-design me.
Take time rewind,
refine me.

Recreate the mold, 
without lies I’ve told.
Give back, 
the soul I sold.


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Life of a star

Born in a nebulae, a spiders web of gas,
coloured by temperature, weighted by mass.
Nuclear fusion keeps them shining bright 
just like on that first day when God created night.
So they don’t burn us He cast them way up high
to illuminate our world He lit up the sky.
The coldest stars are red, the hottest are blue 
our star is orange to sustain me and you.

A gazillion balls of light, Arcadian fire,
or could they be the angels of Gods holy choir?
Fifteen million degrees keeps them alight
no wonder the poor shepherds fell down in fright, 
their signs in the heavens are celestially awed
witness to life through a child still adored.
Astrologers use them to predict our days
while Astronomers study their galactic ways.

A billion years trip past, the mere blink of an eye,
their cores rapidly depleting our stars start to die.
Expanding shells that twist and morph
snuff out the light as they turn black dwarf,
as a swan song gesture, it’s almost over;
in a brilliant flash they turn supernova,
a nebulous cloud of gas is then formed;
the birthing place where stars are spawned.

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natures first harmony

the sun on its daily greet
the chirps of Gods flying creatures
at its wonderful harmonious 
song, the winds voice 
calling through the trees
and talking through
the clouds,
Gods wonderful earth
and its first harmony
singing out 
in its daily routine
and its daily song
and Gods unheard 

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Martyrdom of a Jew King

My name is Judas betrayer of God everyone hates me yet thats not as much as I hate myself and everything else until its just a word that cannot be felt I can't be accountable to a single action thats unchangeable I wish you would cast off into a river of ashes and cover your body until the sorrow passes thats what I did to slowly admit I'm no longer the devil you wish to possess I buried my burdens deep in demons of past My sin seems to leave me quick as I forget it for you I've become a dead doll submissive I sold the jew king for a mere thirty silver he then became a martyr who would have figured I guess I delivered the greatest good ever so you may understand why my guilt is light as a feather Judas, you coward backstabber. you dog I acknowledge it all now with a wink and a nod people mean little more than they care for themselves you wouldn't take coin if your family were starved? you won't hear my reason then I won't give you no sense I've already given you more than I ever truly meant more than I'm worth or have had to give Judas, the sinner the liar, the pig Judas the desperate for his family to live Judas, the hero for without him dies his religion

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The Lords people in a Corrupt World

I see the world crumbling around me, people losing their moral ground
Following what they think is right rather than what they truly know is right. 
Most people really are uneducated sheep and cannot see what’s right in front of their faces. 

So many even mock the Lord and his word as if he didn’t exist and even openly say with conviction that theirs no GOD! And instead there small minds worship a sport as if it was their GOD?! 

It really disgusts me and breaks my heart to see how far mankind has gone and I fear for their souls as they do not know what they do. 

Dear Lord please have mercy and help show them the way, its easy for them to be distracted and miss lead with all they hear and are shown in this corrupt world without its true intentions shown.

GOD Bless all the Lords people and hold your heads high as the true fight is yet to happen and when it does . .  We’ll fight until we die!


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The Wall

We haven't spoken in so long
The wall has been built up
Big and strong.

But now I'm reaching to You
And I feel no sign coming.

Is the wall too high,
Can you see me?

Do You realize I need a guide?
I've been gone so long, I hid.

But now I'm here
I need a sign.

I'm reaching up to You
Please hear my cries.

Now I realize all the pain inside
Now I know what it feels like...
To have light, but also hear nothing.

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Our Love Is Enough

We don't need to go out and party,
We don't need to drink,
We don't need to socialize,
We don't need to go shopping,
We don't need to spend money,
We don't need to go to a movie,
We don't need to watch sporting events,
We don't need to go out to eat,
Because we found love,
And our love is enough.

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Grasping light

What do you want
What is it that you need
Forget your life envision
Let it go and feel what you bring

Whether it's wrong to them
Whether it's right for you
You're the solution to your own catastrophe
You're the problem between the black and blues

Love will find a way
Have patience, be grateful
Not dead, not hateful
Quixotically underrated, and truly alive

Occasionally in disguise
For the devil tends to come uninvited, a mere surprise
Fool yourself several times til you return again,
Be true to your future heaven, respect the angels and dont forget they ride til the end
Because when it's all over, there will be no time for debating
Negative space for contemplating

Mistakes titled space and time crumpled into a trash bin
Creating a massive black hole
Welcoming you with a familiar smile telling you to come on in
Turn your back and lift within the light
for the truth you may see isn't always true
the future is potentially bright
Like the angel Marley says
Every little thing is going to be all right
Fly away with the blue birds
Over the rainbow out of sight
They told you you amounted to nothing
And now you're controlling the light

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From his gloomy place he appears
Standing at the threshold of man's heart
To book a place in his thoughts and deeds
And forever become the king of his soul

How he comes around like a friend
Pretending as though the trusted one
But launching his good but deadly plots
Capable of enslaving the power of human will

His counsel is a killer
And his advice a proven poison
In him lies nothing like the truth
That one should embrace his offer

From the beginning he was a skillful deceiver
Presenting ungodliness in a godly way
Satan is the man we must not befriend
For his friendship is an agent of HELL!

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Catholic in America

As the incense clings to the air in great clouds,
stealing into dark corners
of stained wood and marble floors,
I watch the casket roll by,
and memories take me, unwilling.
It was here I knelt on red velvet cushions and confessed my darkest sins
and the venial ones, too.
Hats, white gloves made obstacle courses on the benches.
My summer uniform: a red bow tie, seersucker pants, white bucks. 
After we begged for love to Christ-in-Agony, back at the apartment above Auburndale Plumbing Supply, a stream of aunts would come, hover around the stove, basting the roast, mashing potatoes.
They sang Irish ballads and "The Lion Sleeps Tonight."
The sour breath of Uncle Dennis, straining to kiss us, as we fought him off, 
made me swear off whiskey.
A Lucky Strike, the clip of metal from a shiny lighter that got Patrick through the Battle of the Bulge in the war.
The talk was of Jack and Jackie, American saints.
A Catholic White House finally.
Canadian Rye in hand, uncles talked of fishing trips, concrete jobs and the blackies down South. "Jesus, would they just keep quiet?" 
And the word "Cuba" made them shudder.
On the living room wall, the Sacred Heart, blood tear dripping, made me wonder.
All these years in heaven, and Jesus was still sad.
Did he want us to be sad, too?

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Homeward Bound

I can’t wait for the day I’m home,
But where is home?

Is it a past memory of childhood of the family sitting around the living room watching the TV with a takeaway on a Saturday night?

Or is it the future that’s yet to be created, a family of your own and a new place to call home?

Maybe it’s a feeling one of love and joy the kind you first created playing as a young boy?

But I believe it is not just one of the above, but them all in twined into a magical feeling, one of wonder and belief.

It is to complex for us to understand now but trust me my friends, when your home . . . you’ll know.  

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Foreigners Now

My best friend and I
Keep ourselves secret
Within the soft whisper
Of our headscarves-
Yet a beginner 
In this disappearing act,
I still need her help;
In danger of falling over
Ourselves and each other
In the backseat of the car,
We giggle-
Over misplaced pins
And her mother's admonitions
From the front seat-
As my disguise is applied;
A blue scarf...
A simple, sky-blue scarf...
She wraps the fabric,
Adjusts folds,
Pins it down, 
Until a new blue frame
Edges my vision-
The different perspective
Is familiar enough to me,
And she as well,
But we know
To everyone else-
We will be foreigners now.

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The Atheistic Hindu

My faith is consumed in the warmth of the aarti,
but as a child I was afraid of that fire.
I aspire to more than being a rebel.
I actually mean it when I say that the idols are hollow,
that the words are meaningless,
and the traditions empty.
I blamed this culture for taming my mother;
for forcing her into a cage and clipping her wings.
But then the words of my ancestors ring in my ears:
Sathyam, jnanam, anandam Brahma.
For the first time my numb soul fills with feeling;
I see the meaning I want to see.
I rage for my birthright taken from me.
I'll set my own destiny.
The planets will follow my lead.

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lost faith

overwhelmed by fear
captured by hate
my life slowly decreased
pulling further and further 
away from family
faith burned
love disintegrated
soul crashed...
believed in hell more than
heaven itself
trying to rekindle 
the passion you 
had for GOD!
baby steps each day
its all you need
heart slowly restores 
the love and faith
you once held
your past no longer 
a living nightmare
but now a distant memory
faith rebuilt
love restored 
life reborn

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deathily feeling's of lonliness your heart lost another part eye's shadowed with tears ,no need to feel a shame life may never remain the same The love and joy of the onesyou have lost feeling hurt aching longing for that time Wish you could have said goodbye don't worry it will go away life will still move on time steady peacing with your life wipe those tears of sadness form your eyes Open up your heart to remember the wisdom of words and love that was spread thorught that person day's of living on this earth For those clouds that seem to darken your day The words of it will be ok seem to all clashed and sound the same for in your heart you know that it is in your masters hand and when you see a weary soul reach out for to surive ones lose is to help another stand

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There's An Angel On Your Shoulder

Be at peace my brethren
Both younger and older
No matter your struggles
An angel rests upon your shoulders

The messengers,warriors of God
Virtuous beings of life and light
Dressed in light of golden armor
on wings take flight

In our darkest hour of despair
In our ears they whisper words of hope and love
They speak the decreed of the almighty
The King that reigns unmatched surpreme above

The angels will speak to us
In our moments of doubt
To give back strength and hope
To drive the demons out

There's hope my people
Look no further
Could you feel the presense
Of the holy on your shoulder

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your personal war and jesus explained

this is the rundown since this never goes through

god is who you were meant to be
jesus says sacrifice doing wrong so you can achieve it
the devil will claim you through your own daydreams of success
to be a hero in the end of ending your terrorism

strive to be the god you are supposed to be
held back due to misunderstanding
jesus says be patient for you learn irregardlessly of present situation how to be 
that person
the devil knows if you owe him nothing

born to be heros
do not aid ones suffering
for you will become accident prone
and fall victom of a hell you were creating for another
which will in turn end up being their dream come true

your three psychologies mastered
your war with yourself
how you win and fail
hey me this is you go find yourself

worst case scenario of evils and wrongs of one person
taking on the worlds sins openly so mankind can figure out where they went wrong

i do not need you to play with your cards on the table
i have just put them there for everybody to see

(this will help a lot of people, more than it already has)
a sleight of reality, beliefs, and consciousness
to deadlock the world into peace, by not helping any war effort
described and outlined in a mystery becoming more clear

in today's society this is the worst case scenario
hashed out in every conceivable way
helping me overcome this will bring you to your enlightenment
and more than likely awareness and peace inside and out
world round

imperfect as it may be

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The Road

The old man sits on the edge of his seat
quiet in manner with words you can't beat
dust swirls, his inspiration in the clouds
at the stroke of his pen, he can silence the crowds.
the young man stands in the nook of the room
anxious to be seen but always swept by the broom,
he blows away with a shutter and is lost in the sky
right then, the old man leaks tears as he begins to cry.
as dusk turns to night and the stars show their eyes
the young man floats down and passes on by.
at the front of the porch the old man now resides
he watches the young man take leaps in his strides.
astonished by this amazing feat
the young man has got him up out of his seat
thinking of things that could and will now be
he follows the young man on an un-found course he'll soon see.
the young man trembles undoubtedly into the unknown
briskly walking on thorns and reaping what he has sown.
going further and further down the barren road
baring the burdened weight of an undeserving load.
calling to attention the sunrise
as the morning has now arrived,
the young man turns bewildered by the silence
to see the old man quiet in manner, but revealing his guidance
before them is the course that's much less trodden
but as they walk, it slowly begins to broaden.
their days journey turns again to night,
two paths now lie, one with no light.
the young man whimsically follows the path lit by torch
to find at the end, the old man sitting on his porch.
the old man sits on the edge of his seat
quiet in manner with words you can't beat,
the young man stands at the top of the porch stairs
"father you've guided me home"
he proudly declares.

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The Awakening of the Spiritual Renaissance

Every time I look in the mirror I see the face of god.
What a vicarious view of vanity. My eyes sin and 
Reflect past.  My envious tongue licks the gluttonous,
 glory of gratuitous teeth for the over consumption of snakes.
 Their scales as smooth as one thousand 
Fingernails attached to greedy hands scraping my
Spine in a form of lust so violent even the wrath in my
Heart can feel the aching from the foreplay, from the night before.

Slothfully smoke fills my crying lungs. I breathe, in this
Air soaked in darkness and everything I aspire 
To be but won't. My feet are anvils. 
My back is the ocean always moving to the shore. 
My hands are hammers and my dreams...
My Dreams are like Marshmallows plucked
From that squishy spot in side my skull; maintaining form but no substance.
This face of god looks back at me and sings. 
"You see, you see what can't be seen. You repair the damage
done to me." With a smack of fate and a wrist watch
on my side damage dealt and a battle won. My eyes forgive
their sins. And I scream for forgiveness... forgiveness, without
anger. Forgiveness without regret, forgiveness, without time and
time my friend is  just a clock Ticking, ticking, ticking.

So if this face of god is really the man upstairs his either
a freaking moron or has a really good sense of humor. 
Because as of right now I feel as though I
should dive in this ocean with the weight of my feet
dragging me to the bottom to see how long it takes to 
feel alive. I've come to realize in my dreams I really do
survive and every breath I take carries me closer
to the day that I arrive in a world that's ready for me
a world that I'm not ready to see.

I still long for a mind of a baby so I can maybe
have a conversation with myself and say "self...
you're going to be ok." Because right now 
I'm so confused by the time and space
and everything in between. 
My dreams explode like they
where put in a microwave on high.
The anvils shatter and hammers splinter
and I am the center of everything
by everything I mean everything 
and I can make my world that
much better.

It's my choice.
It's my clock.
It's everything that I've become
and everything that I am.
I have room to change
but it's only some.
I have it all or
I have none.
I may not be this
divine presences of purpose
starring back at me. 
Though, I have repaired 
this damage done to me.

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Tears Without End (Left Behind)

O' Lord, if this is a dream I am in....or not a dream
Either way, I weep in tears that will not end
For one who drank the honey of the summer day
And laughed away the tender wind
Now the time to rip the cord....and then, to find no wind at all
What irony....I scoffed at what they spoke as true
A buried head, in disbelief
And now...too late my heart conceives
The truth that leaves me standing here
The truth so once forsaken...
O' ...Let me waken!
My eyes are wide, my spirit cold
My loved are gone...I stand alone
I see beyond my narrow world
Beyond my reach
Beyond the clock
The place Repent....too late...for naught
I stand in fear...I stand alone...
I weep in tears that will not end..

For Catie's "Left Behind" contest

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Fight after fight, challenge after challenge, test after test. 
While were in this life it will never stop, its inevitable, like the sun rising day after day.

I feel weaker with every hit, yet ironically stronger too?

I could be deemed as miserable or always looking at the negative, but without the bad we cannot appreciate the good and pretending everything is okay does not make the bad go away and does not serve any purpose. We must embrace all this life throws at us in ode to grow in body and in mind.

Hit after hit yet I still stand with my head held hi, a presence surrounds me as if it was sent from the sky, my head may be bloody an my body beat an bruised, but something inside me still shines and grows everyday for darkness cannot shine in light but the smallest of lights shines in the darkness. 

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The Miserable Physicist

NB: This piece was featured in Leaves of Ink this month!

“Light travels thousands of miles per second,” she taught
in her physics classes. 
“God is Light,” she heard in Sunday sermons; she wonders
why God doesn’t hear her prayer as fast as the speed of light;
the key of the universe’ secrets is still out of reach from her palms……

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The Road I Traveled To Learn To Fly

When times were hard and the road was so rough it seemed my best efforts were not nearly enough I took a prescription of self-inflicting damaging words to tear my higher self down To tear myself down a very high risk I thought as I stood at the edge of the cliff for better or worse I shall learn to fly or the next fall could be the one where I die The day that I died I failed to exist floating impatiently into falseness who I was was not what made me the point of it all pointed into obscurity Live harder and faster void of disaster that was my goal from then and thereafter and right up to now it has worked well escaping the darkness in the great depths of hell from whence I came had to abstain this new existence now knows my name I painted it in the bad place I escaped as I stood firmly for the first time filled with faith.

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Cold Freedom

Look outside the window and see the cold. 
Billions of flakes of snow blast into the air
the hills topped with shining light 
They fly away to another end of the frozen night. 
The sweet taste bites the tongue of the homeless man. 
It frees the chained and abused paved American land. 
No more cars on the street, 
replaced by the wonderful torrential sleet. 

Go outside, hands in the air, and feel the cold. 
Do not expect heaven to answer the call. 
The only answer is the cold night,
that is brought by the beautiful, moving flakes of light. 
The creeping numbness takes all feeling away
then there is no wrong or right anymore.
Smile! Congratulations! You are Free! 

Join me now, lift your earmuffs, let's hear the cold. 
All the soft steps of a billion flakes in the world. 
There are no more machines on the road. 
And no more yells or hustles and bustles
of a million people on the city streets. 
All the shops closed, the end of human greed. 
The slight creaking sound of boots on the ground
but this isn't an another invasion; this is peace.
In the cold, we hear the true sound of light,
removed from the solitude of warm crowded night.   

Smile, remove your scarf, and smell the cold. 
Realize that it is not as you were always told, 
dangerous and dark, a place to find death. 
Ah, the sweet scent of a warm fire.
A family and stranger alike seeking warmth. 
Our nostril's burned by ice, 
the world no longer stinking of vice. 

See the power of the cold? 
Able to unite people unlike any story told. 
Do we need God's device? When we can unite to combat ice? 
War, a dream in this wasteland of our hearts. 
The old is cleansed and reborn in the light filled night.
The time has come to freeze the apocalypse!
Look in the same window do not doubt what you see! 
Yes, it's true, it has entered your heart, we ARE the cold. 
Shining like a million morning stars, reborn a thousand fold!
People inside huddled, ignorant and blind. 
Outside the cold we do not mind. 
“Become what you ARE!”
Look outside and the chains fall!

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Virtual Woman

To grow and witness and understand the meaning of a Virtue Woman is to be told 

To be raise to learn of a woman worth and instead of taking from the meaning 

I just say what I been told man teaches woman how to love and woman teach man how to love

 and oh how I learn that beauty will fade but the  spirit of that woman is essential ,

Near and in between my result 

Virtual Woman.

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The Sculptor

I feel Him chip away at my flesh.
The vibrations shake to my bones.
Pieces that were once part of me now fall helplessly to the floor.

Every scrape of the chisel,
Every pound of the hammer,
Every piece that is broken from me stings with immense pain.

Why doesn't He stop?
Why is The Sculptor so cruel?
Doesn't He realize that each swing He takes is a nightmare to me?

I would be better off as stone that was never touched,
I would be more content without the suffering that comes apon me,
But I wouldn't be a work of art.

Each chip of the chisel is intended to remove a piece that shouldn't be there.
Each pound of the hammer is meant to force the hideous fragments far from me.
Each move The Sculptor makes, takes me closer to His plan for me.

I must trust, knowing that He never takes off too much.
I must be ready, knowing that He never leaves His work incomplete.
I must be thankful, knowing that I am being made beautiful in His eyes.

The acute pain is only a short part of His plan.
The lasting anguish fades in its own time.
Though heart, and soul, and body all grieve, the permanent state will be that of finished work.

I may not know the reason for each strike,
I may not know the fault with each sundered chunk,
And I may never know.

I know the sting of the chisel now,
I know The Sculptor has a plan,
My part is to trust that He will not work forever ... but that He will be done.

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Sing My Angel

Sing My Angel

Sing my angel
Sing the songs of peace and hope
Let us know the love from above
Please sing the songs written when man was new
It has been so long my angel
Your songs are no longer heard
There is a void within our souls
Created by doubt and ignorance
By questions yet to be answered
By the fear that it all may be coming to an end
Sing my angel
Sing the songs of peace and hope
Let us know the love from above
Sing so that we will never forget
The songs you sing were written by God
They are God’s hopes for man
And the hopes of man

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Stairway To Heaven

A long dark road this was...
Walked through spikes and volcanic earth
I reach the end of the line
And see two doors... I await in amaze
Await for the right one to open...
But nothing happens... Both doors are shut
Seems I have to chose my fate
Looking at the right I see beautiful light
Looking at the left I see nothing but black
I think while looking at the right one...
The world isn't an easy place...
We have to fight for what we want
We don't just get everything without working...
I think while looking at the left one...
This world seems a hard place to live in...
Needs a lot of work to do...
But maybe in the end of it i see a gleaming light...
I open the left door
And freezing wind strikes my forehead
Making my eyes bleed
Making my cheeks stiffen
I walk with glory and honor
Just thinking of the end
I reach the end...
I find Heaven..

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Sunrise Sunset

Sunrise Sunset

The gods look upon the Earth
They saw the people they created
They saw the colors they created
The greens, blues and reds
They watched as the sun crossed the sky
They watched as the colors faded into the night
One god was inspired by what he saw
He took a brush and followed the sun
He painted the sky behind the sun
Turning it into a fire that lit the world
Then he looked at the morning
How the light melted the night away
He again took his brush
Caught the fire of the night before
Brushed it across the sky before the sun rose
The fire lit the land as it was never lit before
The god smiled at his work
Man would be blessed when he look toward the sky
They would know that there was beauty in their lives
And they would be happy

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The Illuminati Cometh

I'm a hypocritical heretic
I speak of blasphemy
you don't like the way my words
take effect on thee
you give up
on all your preaching
think I'm beyond teaching
and that makes me wiser

The illuminated ones
why can't they see
I have already 
been saved, by me
stop forcing me
into your lies
I might be a lunatic
well crazy is on the rise
with all my sweet verses
I reverse curses
drawn up for me, specifically

I once rode on the back
of the morning star
we lit up the sky
filled shadows with insight
somewhat of a minister
it's sinister to me
my ultimate sacrifice
so all shall worship freely
higher powered Nazis 
if their heart starts to desire

I've been elevating
I know you can see
way down below
on your path far beneath
worship and pray
as I lay down for rest
I've already been here
I just haven't confessed
I've seen it before me
just have to recollect

It cost so much blood
to follow your dreams
lower drops my focus
until it is just biding
for the right moment
its coming, I sewed it
like the great thread weaver
that made me a believer
although truth is distorted
I can make it all clear
all those higher powers
controlling with fear

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Where To Find Peace

where to find peace
the paper chase of heaven
shall not be
the promise broken
where the spirit dwell
thus when you find it
wrap you arms
arounds that
spiritual quest and
truely know it
where to find peace

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The Fisherman

I am but one element amongst the elements
Among the stones, I am a stone
And when upon the hush of night
There is a shimmering star above the moon light

Shore to shore beneath the deepest of seas
The sand in the soul wavers endlessly
And all the realms of nature do spread
The seasons of life, the elements of all man

I see the flickering, the fisherman's light
Amongst the elements, soon a good night
Upon his door fragments fragile will fall
How much longer Lord until you call

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An Altar Call

An old rugged book
Was the only thing I took
To the altar call

I craved emancipation
From chaos
I craved salvation.
I must answer redemption's

I heard two voices in thin air
I heard them clear in my head.
I heard a third voice again
From the podium

My heart squeezed
I even sneezed,
For the sudden cold
That engulfed me.

Is my neighbour watching me?
Will he laugh to see me sing;
"I surrender all?"

One step,
     Two step
           Three step

I was there
I did not fall.
Now, I'm glad I did 
Answer redemption's call

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Communion Wayfarer

A constant consistent tearing
reveals the I in the memory of me.
The brutal rent, the rip, the harvest
of flesh from flesh.

Rouge the ass cheek of an open womb,
drag forth the unknowing,
slap the next ass in the conga line
of flesh from flesh.

An un-whole skim a film of
transparent gore left, left, left
for time and machismo to bore
of flesh from flesh

Slice the pale sweet skin of desire
rent with teeth and pit with prong
imagine the delicacy as you dine
on flesh from flesh.

Cactus Fruits [1937] Frida Kahlo

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Mambai India Dreams

           Mambai India Dreams

Mambai in the Maharsashtra region is home
India the land of magic takes me back
Amit Arjun is my name
Shri Swminarayan Hindu temple is where I pray 
Sandals take me there to Shri Ganesha every day
To seek Attainment , from a higher authority than me
And I pray for peace, prosperity and some property
Akuri on toast at morning meal lifts me to a jolly spirit
On my journey to the truth            
Bheja, goat brain, helps me sleep at night, but it needs curry 
It gets me right into my dreams of Aabha Aadarshini without a worry  
She glows with the power of the sun
One day she will be my lovely wife
A lustrous beauty second to none
She teaches me the basuri and papini and how to dance
When week end comes I take Aadarshini to the market
Hand in hand we walk and plan our future
She wants a restaurant to serve foreign foods
I just want enlightenment and truth 

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Homely Shores

The waves carry it on
And as it swims with the current,
It drifts to unknown seas
Where danger surfaces with the surf.
But when it swims against the current,
It’s thrashed and smashed
And broken.
But it finds the way home.
It’s you.
Though castles on homely shores
Have been washed away.
Yet castles can be built again
And wooden logs can decay
Trees can shed their leaves and burn
While stones change shapes.
Home will be calm still
And soak you with peace that the waves washed away.  
Home will calm you
I promise.

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I'm so rich
I have Warren Buffet on hold
I've taken this nothing you've handed to me
And I've spun it into gold

The prisons you've built just for me
Well I've never even checked in
You dug pits and traps for me
But I've never fallen in

Because I can look into a woman's eyes
Without lusting for her thighs
Because I still feel pain
When a child falls and cries

I'm so rich
I have Bill Gates on line four
My dividends double each time
My children knock on the door

My wealth says, "How was your day, Dad?
Mr. Turner, does your wealth do that?

I'm so wealthy
I told Oprah not today
Told Tiger Woods and Jordan
Not interested, stay away

Because God still owns the biggest castle
And he gave me a set of keys
I am wealthy
When he is pleased

You can occupy small streets
And Wall Streets, Tall streets
But he occupies All Streets

The next time you go to the bank
Remember this thought at least
You can't borrow joy
You can't withdraw peace

I'm wealthy because I'm free.

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Chaos Mind

Centuries of lies, a hollow myth
Perpetuated by charlatans with great ceremony
The Greatest Show, the living bread
The crowd sustained and animated by necromancy
The will is fused, the body dismembered and reassembled
Eager dehumanization, they tread the path
An ancient instinct, hereditary chains
Lift the chalice, a cannibal rite
Commit the body to the fires
They burn all sin to purest white
Like bones they glisten in the sun

The heart is woman, a harlot's course
Chaos bound to ritual law
A book to strangle, the human vine
Withered fruit, none shall eat
A brittle parody of True God's design
The Word of sufferance, spread like plague
Prostrated before your False God
An empty gesture before his impassive gaze
Power channels, below the surface
Christian mind cannot detect
Stabbing empty, fever pitch
Turn the blade, release is now.

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The Great I Am

I Am the Great I Am
Father of Abraham, Ephram and Joram
But I Am also your humble father son
Though my majesty extends from 
times past and times still to come
Come stay near me to see
How I part your red seas
Tear down your walls of Jericho
Wherever the adversary strikes there I go
Though I rebuke you, I still love you
Just as your earthly father gives you gifts
I shower with blessings sent down in heaps
Let no man keep you from me
Come to me, pray, then watch and see
How I heal, reveal, and unravel 
your new state of glory
Forever and evermore all of eternity
My son accept me, take me
As your "Great I Am" 
A majestic father like no one's ever seen

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Lionman, Do What You Can

My dear my dear
You are so special
Your iron will
Becomes hard as metal
Your soft temperament
Could not break an egg
Keep your monsters sealed up
Not allowed to dominate your head

Rome fell down
In what seems like a night
Heaven seems like hell
Except for it light
Except for your might
You are sound as a lion
If no tears are falling
How are you still crying
Inside, your dying inside
Intentions so bleak
They're shadowed by pride
If you can't do no wrong
You always right
Even if you don't realize

Drop the weight of the world
From your burly shoulders
The load you should carry
Should not keel you over
The deeds and the actions
Shall speak for themselves
If you do it alone
You won't ask for help

Mighty lion man 
Feeding on the sheeple
Even if it's steep
Or piercing like a needle
A stare is a snare
And now I'm trapped in it
Like the mighty lion
The sky holds no limit
For the glory I'm storing
For the right day to come
So I may ascend as a lion
Into heaven
With the one
I am to become

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In this world of live do God give or do God spend.
In god we trust your money make your life bless for best. Pay why when die heaven give no money life. Said of game now dont take da words an miss name da fame. smh. Cause this world is vein, so i bleed outside to water my mainstream of heart filled out the box of art. A gift is but live so a gift is what give. Present I wake no mistake to my take of day, now I play a one way ticket of gold with sweet palace like chocolate for da kids an family. Can't stand it, well dat make manish no planish; know how to stand it. Nerves get on some badish. Then handle all debts publick an private no childish just so wildish. Judge me not 4 i break only da law of da land with out a sight of the man. Then I walk out this cell knowing every step I take is hell to heaven.

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From a Christian in Exile

Do not think me cold of heart
if I decline to kneel before your God.
For I may pass within my mind,
into another room
and find its walls have given way
to vastness such, that if a man 
before a throne were there, then he
would draw his hands before his eyes
in order not to see--my ecstasy
is by default...the rooms,
the rooms give plunder to the heart!

There are mansions in my father's house, 
and still undreamed,
prepared by still another Lord
who will not wait for death,
imparts no benediction, just a place within
where time will drift away, and love creeps in.

The Savior knew about the lonely place
--led us there in life, and not by dieing;
(There were crosses quite enough
to teach us all of sacrifice) our salvation
trumpet sounded on a silent shore
before a stranger kingdom 
than the one we knew,
before the outrage of a second birth,
before the blazing tumult
of a Galilean peace.

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O Compassionate and Merciful

O Compassionate and Merciful
Listen to my cries, so pitiful
O Creator and Destroyer
You are my one and only Redeemer
O King of the Last Day
Illuminate my way
Do not forsake me or set me astray
I am here to obey
Do with me what you may
But don't set me aside
I pray you don't make my worlds collide
O Compassionate and Merciful

Dear Lord, 
If it is good, then make it easier for me
If it is evil, then set obstacles against me
I may regret and feel sorrow
But I trust you know what's best for tomorrow
My heart is protected in Your chest
Your Spirit preserves my serenity
Keeps me from insanity
O Lord of Passion and Mercy

And bless the Praised One, send him my regards
And enlighten his chosen progeny, for they are the stars
And our last prayer is in praise of You
O Compassionate, O Merciful

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Religion I am so Bored

Afternoons dull
mornings duller
duller than the night before
bored by the day and the night 
seldom gay was I
and I was bored 
so bored

Then came your eyes compelling me
suddenly colour 
I suddenly see monotony will no longer be more
telling me something so wild
on your lips lay such adventure 
lightning flashed when you smiled
so smile now wake the fires that sleep in me
make them relief in me with your kiss 

And whatever it is 
whatever it is 
I won’t be bored 
not bored
bedazzled yes bewildered yes
and breathless but not bored

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The man in the dark saved me

Last night, upon the stair in the house,
I met a man who was not supposed to be there
He looked at me from the corner of his eyes
And the more I came closer to him 
The more he drifted away into the dark 
When I got to the top of the stair, I looked down
He wasn't there.

Early this morning when descending the stairs 
The man was there again waiting for me
Slowly I descended the stairs 
This time he did not drift away and I dazed
My dress became wet and my legs wobbling
But when I looked ahead of me down the stairs,
I couldn't see him there at all, he was gone
But in a second, I saw him filmily at the door

My heart sunk when I saw him walk through the door
Then onto the street he went then turned to face me
My heart leaped onto my tongue feverishly 
He was the true image of an ancestor whom we loved
Seeing him was bittersweet and I fell flat on my face
I woke up to a shocking news in the hospital
Our office building caught fire and all workers perished
Then I remembered the man in the dark saved me

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In you I found
A new Beginning
In you I found
A new Friend
In you I found
The new me
Thank you
For giving me
A New Life

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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

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Where's My Voice

I want to scream 
God save me
I want to scream
Take away the blackness
And wash me white again
I want to scream 
Why did you leave me God
I want to scream
Don’t you hear me
Don’t you see me
Can’t you see me drowning
I want to scream
Do you even care
Don’t you see your child slowly fading
I want to scream 
That no I’m not strong enough
And yes I do need you
I want to scream
I thought you there
But you seemed to disappear
I want to scream
I am sorry for turning away
I am sorry for failing you
I want to scream
I want it all back
And so much more
I want to scream
Why didn’t you pick me up
When I fell face first
I want to scream 
What did I do wrong
Was my love not good enough
I want to scream
I am fine
I’ve done it this far without you
I want to scream
I can no longer do it on my own
I need you desperately
I want to scream
I have bitterness because of you
Bitterness towards you
I want to scream
Where were you when I was hurting
Where were you when the tears poured
I want to scream
Where were you when I wanted to end it all
Where were you in my darkest days
I want to scream
Deliver me and take me
Take me in your arms
I want to scream
Take my life in your hands
Let your will be done
I want to scream
How do I let it all go
I feel so betrayed
I want to scream
I need divine intervention
I need you to carry me
I want to scream
I can no longer walk
I am weak and weary
I want to scream
No matter what I can do this
I don’t need you or anyone
I want to scream
Help me fight this battle
Fight this war inside
I want to scream
Help me to overcome
Give me what I lack
I want to scream
Why do I even want to try 
Why do I want to risk it again
I want to scream
Save me God
Save me God
Because you are losing your child
Because she is fading fast
Because she is looking in all the wrong places
Because she refuses to look up
Because she is losing that smile you gave her
Because she wants to be the woman you made her to be
Because she wants to be the mother you made her to be
Because she is tired of the tears
Because she’s reaching the breaking point
I want to scream
But I can’t find the courage…
But I can’t find the faith…
But I can’t find the voice…

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Holy Vow

<                                             5 Vows
                                              Holy Wow


                                             Here We Go
                                            Nice And Slow

                                            Non - Violence

                                            Non -  Stealing

                                            Celibacy / Chastity

                               Non - Attachment  /  Non - Possesion

                                               Life  For  Thee 

                                               It    Must    Be

Entry For 
Deb Guzzi's
Broad Horizons

The 5 Vows Of Janism




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Circle Of Influence

        As I sat gazing across open water
	Whose surface was glazed, equal to glass,
	A diminutive pebble I pitched in.
	From Its point of impingement,
	I observed a circle move outward,
	Touching everything in its wake,
	Until point of its fading.
	On repetition of this drill,
	I saw a correlation to a person’s life.
	At birth, a splash is made,
	The circle from the pebble 
	Constitutes the length of life
	And those we touch, or influence,
	In its various stages.
	While "Circles of Influence" vary
	In extension, we each are a role model,
	And light in the life of someone,
	Even when undesired.
	We should repeat the question daily,
	"What is my Testimony, to others?" 
	Our "Circle of Influence" doesn't end with death,
	But continues from beyond the grave.
	Time and future generations alone, 
	Brings an end to our "Circle of Influence".
	I close with this--
	Is God, pleased with your witness?

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Beelzebub's Infernal kingdom
In the realm of smoldering brimstone and damned souls.
King of the Damned, you have been cast away to this Inferno
To live out your eternity.
Defying His grace, you plunged headlong
And fell hot for nine days.
You were once bright
But now, grey like the ashes you dwell in. 
O how low you have fallen, myriads away from light.
Ignorant and myopic, you compared yourself to Him.
You! A devote mystic!
Now herdsmen of souls, you guide them
Through the ranks of your Henchmen
Who feast on your sheep, parched with hunger
They look to you, King of what was
And see a shell, who cannot help them for he can no longer help himself.
Ruler of this place many call Hell.
Nameless is the place you now call Pandemonium. 

By Nicholas A. Bello

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The best revenge in life
is to succeed.
To find a new love
and yes, to exceed
all expectations
one might have set
on me
my screwed up life.

I finally met someone
who has stolen my heart.
He somehow managed to pull
the broken thing apart,
putting it back together
fixing it as good as new.
Making it beat even faster,
every time he draws near.

He somehow made me start
to hope again.
To wish and to want
and to believe again,
in God
and in love
but most importantly,
he somehow made me
start to just care again

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A Stain

Each night she goes to bed in fear
Each night a prayer is prayed
For just one night of peaceful sleep
No visit to come her way
Still every night he enters in
He violates her soul
Abruptly leaves this child in fear
A wounded tattered girl
Until one day she’s had enough
His pain she can take no more
She goes to bed and waits for him
To end her broken world
With one wave she cuts away
The life he lives each day
Now in peace she sleeps each night
And all that’s left
A stain

Each day she prays for freedom
Each day she battles on
The day he promised to love and cherish
The day is now no more
With each day she faces fear
From the man she dearly loves
Leaves her in a battered mess
Scarred to face the world
Then came the day she had enough
The fear she could not take
Aimed a gun while in his sleep
One shot would seal his face
Her life is now free from fear
The world she can enjoy
Now in peace she sleeps each night
And all that’s left
A stain

These stories each are similar
The price each paid was death
Two people lived in daily fear
Now live in happiness
Some say the actions 
Of these ones 
Were drastic steps to take
The bible states 
Thou shalt not kill
But help was just too late
Think back the story
Of the cross
Where Jesus bled and died
He shed his blood 
To save each soul
For us he paid the price
Sounds like the death
Of these ones
At the hands of ones that feared
Was covered by the rugged cross
Where Jesus paid for sin
For God is love 
And each of us
He wants to live in peace
If you doubt 
Go to the cross
And you will find 
A stain

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I Thank Thee

I thank you Dear Lord...

for presenting me with all 
the wonderful gifts in my life;

for letting me see the wonder
in my child's eyes;

for filling my life with laughter,
love, kindness, and forgiveness;

for allowing me to have more
abundance than I could ever pay back;

for giving me the ability to make
mistakes and learn from them;

for loving me for who I really am -
my strengths and my weaknesses;

for sacrificing your life
so that I may live.

For "Give Thanks" contest sponsored by Debbie Guzzi.

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The Virgin Mother

The Virgin Mother

A statue of the Virgin Mother
Made of polished white marble
Her face has been stained by God
Half black and half white
She stands at the front of the church
Mary watches the people walk below her
People on their way to work
Buying food for their hungry children
Some sleep at her feet because they have no home
She watches over all of them
Her protective arms held open to welcome them
She does not ask for thanks
She does not want people to bow at her feet
She has never asked for anything
Mary will stand there forever
Loving, protecting and saving the people 
Everyone who passes her by is the same in her heart
If someone stops and looks at her
They will see the slightest smile on her lips
They will know the purest love
The love from the holiest of mothers

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© Ben Burton 

Why is it
So many godless people
Are offended by religious words
Spoken publicly?

Does reverence instill fear in them?
If so, of what?
The church lady
Swinging her purse?

If shuffling off our mortal coil portends
The end
What then?
It is done. Finis.

Who’s afraid of the big, bad nonentity?
Where is the sting?
Why is it troubling
To nonbelievers
If I proclaim to the very stars
Belief in a Divine Being?

Will it harm their children?
Influence them so much
That they fall prey to false belief
False hope
Thereby opening a path
To the glorious Never-After?

Does sincere prayer
Uttered before atheists
Lead them to despair
If so, why?

Do atheists have commandments
Precluding their admittance
To a nonexistent afterlife lodge
If their ears are violated
By a believer's

Or does apprehension take root
Nourished by the idea of being wrong
Thus, wrecking their chance
To make it to the dance

Maybe it is best not to believe
Risking no disappointment after death
When, upon looking around, one sees nothing
And thinks, "HA, I knew I was right all along"

While huddled masses praise His name
Elites look on with stark disdain
The common man remains inane
Blissfully inane

What flies in the face of logic
Must be wrong
Though theories with highly suspect reasoning
Are showcased as irrefutable
And spoon-fed like poisoned pablum
Ultimate proof lacking either way
But, oh, what spoils to the believer
While the atheist looks forward to . . .

Ironic? Certainly
For fate's so easily changed
In fewer words than these
In His name

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taking number three
on the face
the one trinity
holding in one's hand
the golden
gateway to paradise
a crucifix
the key 
to heaven

three days 
Jonah spent inside 
a whale
our body
a temple 
split three ways

like the shamrock
a symbol from
our dear St Patrick
God is 
the father
our creator

upon a cross
his son Jesus
on the third day
he rose again
in the Holy grail
according to the scriptures
a blessed spirit

our hearts
the inner voice
from the soul
i believe
on our third day

the soul rises
meeting one's spirit
in limbo
three draws out
a magic number
enlightens me

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Belivers And Non Believers

In our world today, we live in a lot of controversy. We have belivers and non believers. They are so many different Religions. Some believe in God and some don't. Fortunately, we live in a Country, that has freedom of Religion. We are given that right. there are believers that believe God and Christ His son. There are also the non believers, that don't believe in God. They are Atheists, but they are not Devil worshipers. Some people go through life, just not believing in anything. Worship GOD, HIS SON and the HOLY SPIRIT, if that is what you believe in. Worship in whatever your heart guides you. Don't worship in a false, or forced Denomination, which is what is happening today. The non belivers can continue to worship, false ICONS and scrap the TEN COMMANMENTS, but that will not deter us from worshiping GOD, from being our LORD and SAVIOR... Copyright: By Lucilla M. Carrillo

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Light and Love

He is all the light and the love, 
shall i compare him with the stars and moon?
He is the sun already, 
the love is who he came to be, 
love for all he represents, mom and dad , 
we love you with enthusiasm and passion,  
you are the lamp to our walk
the bright  light that shines 
at the end of the rainbow,
warmly i embrace thee.

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The Death of a Christian

                       The Death of a Christian

My neighbor assaults me like a wild animal upon gamely meat
Instinct demands I retaliate –spiritual instinct demands forgiveness 
“Thou shall love thy neighbor as thy self”
He adorns raised fist of unkindness- hard as a rancorous sledge 
“If he smites thee on the cheek, turn to him the other”
As rain thrusts from a savage storm- he pours down all over me
Seemingly inundated by thunderous blows
“Love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you”
Sore is my jaw - no more but uttered groans can I speak 
Blood runs from my nose like red, warm, snotty sewage pumped from a septic tank
By hands who have flaunted me –Traumatic-pain throbs throughout my head 
All over -All over – residing pain now reigns
 Woefully obtained from evil doers -animus in their giving 
Knocked down in a dirty place stained with filth- I lay still
“Eloi, Eloi, lema sabachthani”
But my neighbor’s vengeance pricks me all the more 
Not one sting but multiples galore
Glory, Glory- Death resides near and I do not fear
“Father, into thy hands I commend my spirit”

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Kalki The Great Destroyer

Exit the chaos from which you are derived the Prince of Providence makes his existence felt with head held miles high for he has survived against all the uneven odds acknowledging the victory he gives a slight accepting nod while at loss for words for he has exceeded more than ever deserved sitting upon his throne, unowned at the highest peak existence has known Hear me Great Destroyer, conqueror of lesser men from heaven or hell, or the wishing well from what shadow did you ascend? a shadow who dominates the light the prince leaves prints of a powerful foresight a kiss goodnight, for the waning age not one sole survive, to witness his rage a chaos reign, for all the accepted learn to control it, or join the neglected I live within the golden gates survivor of the olden days staring frozen by his gaze stuck for eternity in my own mind maze Where have you been? What have you witnessed? How did you become master to the submissive? How did you beat the horror you faced? The Prince of Destruction is of calamity made

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My Shadow

Blackness, a dark version of me, badness, negativity.

No matter how fast i run or were i run too your right behind me.

Even the brightest sun doesn’t destroy you, you only exist because of me.

All i know is when i face the darkness you disappear, but to only return when the sun rises.

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Lord took my pain away

Just give me one more chance,
 To make this right.
If you would hold my hand,
 And get me through the night.
Give me a hint of laughter,
 Until the end of time,
But in the end,
   It's so hard to say goodbye.
You seen the tears in my eyes,
 As you drove away,
I guess goodbye is,
    Never to far away..
And when your dreaming,
 Or when you wish upon a star,
Sometimes I wonder,
    If I'm still in your heart.
Give me a reason why i should stay,
 When i still don't know,
Who you are today.
 I lay my head down,
And i start to pray.
 But i still hear the laughter,
That we used to share,
 It's been eight years,
But still a little bit hard to bare.
 And when I'm thinking,
When the day is through,
 It still comes down to
All the memories of you.
 Seems too hard to go through,
       Day By Day,
Counting the seconds,
 From when you went away.
I'll go through November,
   December follows by,
I'll keep on moving,
 Until my there's nothing left to inside.
Tomorrows a different day,
 But they all feel the same,
And my last words before heart gives in,
 I whisper as I weakly lay.
    "Lord Took My Pain Away!"

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I Want To Be A Part of It

God is everything possible
between heaven and earth
that beacon of light
that tint of blue
dwells inside of you
Lord how i surrender
Lord how i submit
yes i want to be
a part of it
let me recieve
your blessings and
this heart loves you so

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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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Zeitgeist ( part three )

“ I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word in reality ”
   Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr

Once we understand that the integrity of our personal existences are completely dependant
on the integrity of everything else in our world then we will have truly understood the
meaning of unconditional love, for seeing everything as you and you as everything can have
no conditionality. Every human being is born naked, needing warmth, food, water, shelter.
Therefore the most important issue at hand is the intelligent management of the Earths
resources this can never be accomplished in a monetary system or where the pursuit of
profit is the pursuit of self-interest.

All the natural resources on the planet are a common heritage to all people; we are one,
it is up to you as one, to realise this. The future, and the future of your children and
this planet depend on you.  

Money and religion are what divide us, one from another, when being one to another would
make us happier than we could ever imagine.

The concept of our unity to life as eternal beings has been ripped out of us by religions
of death, which promise an afterlife. When life itself, in every day terms, present and
very real is of the most paramount importance. 

This capitalistic society fulfils our fear of death by our need for life. It sells us our
lives to give us an illusion of our lives having meant something. 

The truth is, if you truly believed in God, what possible use to you would money be. 

Money is in fact our own denial, and our own proof that none of us believe in any attested
to Divine power such as God.  

And the two systems of Religion and Capitalism are inseparable; they are both
self-supporting of each other. We have sold ourselves as slaves to them both.

Full acknowledgement to the creators of Zeitgeist
Zeitgeist Addendum

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To Group and Believe


Man is a social animal
Yet he divides himself most finely
A niche for every aspect of living 
He creates to make his life worthwhile 

Religions despite their ultimate common goal abound  
The soul is controlled as intimately
As is the believers’ will
It seems we must be members of a group
To exist
A flock willing or forced to be led

Each group is an exclusive sect
With its own claims to the rights to eternity
That on occasion harbours fanatics
The utopia of an all-embracing humanitarian society
Easily trampled 
In order to boost membership

No room for the outsider
No compassion for the uninitiated
Only righteous indignation 
When you do not belong

Praises are lifted high
To a god or a man who occasionally hears
The multi facets of this mighty being 
A quagmire that only the zealots can wade through 

Discrepancies in dogma and creed abound
Passionately the leaders defend the idiosyncrasies
Of a belief that on occasion
Has limited modern appeal 

Their crusaders challenge all 
Dissenters within cast out
With no brotherly love shown 
The mind and body shackled to the leaders sense of 
Right and wrong
Room only for soldiers to the cause
Who obey unflinchingly

How long till the great one above arrives
Here on earth
Where some would argue he should always be? 
A chance to see the dogma becoming reality
To confirm its authenticity

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Even Now

Not to worry                                                                                                                                 We are immortal even now                                                                                                            And you should that now                                                                                                                      Before to many more opportunities of self -awareness                                                                               Pass you by

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Life is a place of total learning
As we go through life
We pick up everything, the good and the bad
It is now left to us as individuals
To separate the good from the bad
In order to shape our future to what we want it to be

Life is a place of decision making
Whether good or bad, we face the consequences
If it is good we enjoys the benefit
If it is bad we suffers the setback
But no matter what we still need to move ahead
In order to accomplish what we came to the world to do.

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Dressed for death act one - the spinning plague doctors

Because of sin death enter in 																	Wearing dark wide brim with long blackened coat   														tucked behind crow faced with red evil eyes 															The apple of amber will not keep this doctor away															saw bones bearing a hatchet coming with sweet sachet in beak														for dwelling among the dead the living they should seek														sown in the mouth teaching for to kill and not to heal          													follies follow their wisdom dead flies of the apothecaries ointment 													 Prideful yet they know once to die then the appointment											         			false prophecies of their own making stink to sweet 														supposing double winding serpent would treat  														stenching gray amber the amulet of pomander															wand in hand resisting as Jannes and Jambers															lying healers foaming shame of whales vexed															holding sick at bay while death has its way															black to the shoes the wading death a plague                                                       										so called great men of the earth only deceive   															 taking honor from God with their sorceries                                                           										They to false gods have sown to woes their own                                                         				                               				as the Hippocratic oath they swore															climbing the back of the great whore															hardened hearts whence came the obstruction                                                                                                      						the spirit of egypt pillars of destruction    	                                                                                                                                                                  		Alas dying sinner there is a cure for death

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i live for him

i am a first class sinner 
i am a first class betrayer 
i am the one who was standing in the crowd screaming 

      crucify him
      crucify him

but all he did was look at me with love 
all he did was tell me that i am forgiven 

when the clouds pulled in 
the crowd grew smaller
the people were fading from the streets of the city 

the last words that i heard him say is 
              it is done.

the wind blew hard the clouds grew the thunder roared

there was silence 

that moment when the crowed stood still realizing they have killed the man that 
was sent to for fill the prophecy 
to give use love
to give us hope 
to give us salvation

he has died for us 
the very least we can do is live for him....

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Guardian Angel

Oh Angel above . .  I so long for the day that I feel your love.
I know you watch with loving eyes, my caring guardian in disguise,
Your that old man who smiled as I walked by, that bird flying past in the beautiful blue sky.

I long for the day I can pay back my dept and hopefully guard someone too, so they do not forget.

Even though this world is cold, its because it’s the ultimate test of old.
You make the choices every passing day . . . just remember, let your heart lead the way. 

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Every Night Bird of Prayer

oh priceless faith
give us
this quiet place
where we can 
share it all
let us sing 
every night bird of prayer

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True Light

When you are there its bright day
It’s all darkness when you are away
But the clouds can make the day dark
But no one can make the night bright 
Poor little moon shines from far away 
Even the countless stars couldn’t help 
You come again and go away
Sometimes you are affected by solar eclipse
Just to show the world that you have a flaw
So you are not the one to whom I should pray
You are just the one who has the beauty
And power, but not enough to be a deity 
Dear sun you are just doing your duty
Coming on time and going on time 
Yes for the Lord of the world with punctuality

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The Gatekeeper

When your wings no longer carry your weight I will be there to open the gate. Just like Peter in the heavenly sky, I'm the first one you see once you have died. When your halo splits, or slips, and chokes, You will recall the final words that you spoke: The curses you uttered for your forsaken life, And the lies that cut her love like a knife. You devil, you wretch, you hideous man, To her you did things you did not understand. “Breathe in, breathe out, it will all be okay” The malice you spit crawls in all that you say. Maybe when the door opens to the City of Dis You’ll know what deception was in every kiss. You said that you loved her, what a terrible sin. Now I’ll open this portal, and summon you in.

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Words and Ideas

Orbiting words and ideas
though not always understanding, 
we are drawn like moths to a candle.

They give us light,
We do not need substance.

Reality is the ether that we fly through
Its origin does not matter
It comes from nowhere,
nowhere that we understand.

We seek knowledge
Forming words and ideas to hold it
Like a cage
Like water in a cage.

We have the cage,
words and ideas
to prove we have captured

We have the cage securely locked,
Our treasure safely held.
We do not have the key.

We have the cage
We have the knowledge of
Our treasure safely held.

And within
Like water in a cage
It leaks away

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Merry Christmas to All

Though we all do celebrate birthdays,
the best birthday,
falls on the twenty fifth of December,
as on this day,
our Lord,
Jesus Christ had been born,
the day is considered indeed great,
as the Son of God,
had come into this world,
and had left us by forgiving our sins,
the day begins,
by people of all castes visiting various Churches,
and offering their prayers to the Lord in here,
on this day,
the day is celebrated with a lot of passion,
and fervour,
wherein we also get to wine and dance, 
and be merry all the while,
the kids are quite happy,
as on this day,
they receive lovely gifts,
for been good kids, 
from a very special man, 
known as Santa Claus
by acting as a postman, 
but differs in style and in his way,
by delivering the gifts in advance,
as he does know that,
there is no use in relying with the snail mail,
and the kids would indeed be sad,
if they don’t get their presents in time,
whereby he does not take the usual route,
but always takes the wrong one,
by entering through the chimneys
or through the fireholes, 
how he does it,
we have no idea,
inspite of been fat,
his favourite are the cookies indeed,
wherein he seeks an easier way to get into the houses of the kids,
here’s a message,
he leaves for you all,
wishing you all a Merry Christmas!!

Dt:-21st November, 2012, Name :- Manu Nair

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Keep The Light In Sight

If I do, I hope that I Exit in the presence of Jesus Christ we go far back do he and I for his greater mercy once saved my life Five long lost years have past since then I gave my all so he forgave my sins a weary soul, crucified I hope he's holding me the day I die I tried my damndest to find the light and when I found it kept it in sight it's never left me I know I'm right come try and take it I'll end your night I look up fondly to the sky an understanding between he and I one time I asked him lend me his eyes and I saw a world left cold and dry In conversation we talk, no words he understands me when I'm most unheard think I'm absurd what are you? a higher being? still much confused You think the answer lies in your ways I think the Devil must be repaid he'll collect heavy your wasted time as you spend eternity at his side I see a servant for wickedness try to distract me one more dismissed I keep on walking through the night as I keep his spirit so well alive I wear your pride inside my skin as you race to the finish I just begin to be a soldier alone with the night nothing to warm me but his light in sight.

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To Believe is Naive

To believe, is naive
A circle, forever spinning
Forever spinning.
Illustrious bellies, full of contentment, and denial.
You force upon others, your stories and fancies, 
And forget to even ask, if the fanciful be inconsequentially, dependable.
My face, full of you, 
And you take, from my robe, and you take, from my sling. 
Whispers, whisper man of the cross. 
Whisper your tales and your chants.
The candles flicker, and the chorus rings, and you hum dum till one.
And we rise, and we sit, and we rise, and we sit.
Sing. Greet. Chant. Sing. Speak. Sing. Farewell.
A book of yonder years, scrutinized, bantered, 
Written, change, written, change. Of man.
To say you know. To say there is. To say He.
Do you not know? One who says they know, knows nothing. Know, nothing,and you will know 
My ears! Cover my ears!
Take from me you, you who thrusts, and begs, and demands. 
Hands open. To receive, but not the word of God.

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She hears Helios overhead
driving his horses on, 
his work done for the day;
she bathes and robes,
then climbs into her silver chariot,
urging her dragons to draw
her across the inky sky,
which she will illuminate
with her beauty and gold crown.

Jack Horne for Nette’s Mood of Imagery contest

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Kate's Bible Add On

And it came to pass that they ate their dinner
and that she did washeth up.
And she did leave the dishes to drain
Whilst she put on the washing machine.
and the man was very pleased.

And it further came to pass
that she gave the man some pudding
and he was more pleased.
And then it came to pass the he fell asleep
By the fire.

And the Lord God,said
who is this man that sleepeth by his fire?
And he said,I shall waken him up
And the man awoke,
And God spake unto him

How is it that the woman laboureth in ye kitchen.
And that thou sleepeth here in an armchair.
and the man said,
but Thou didst order women to labour.
And the Lord God said unto the man
Why dost Thou remember so selectively what I have said?
And the man said,
I knoweth not and therefore I will help this woman.
And the Lord God said,
Why dost thou not think of it thyself?
And the man said in reply,
It was Thou that made me,O God.

And the Lord God was displeased with the man.
so he called down a plague of butterflies
To prevent him from sleeping.
And when the woman came in
she was much pleased to see these butterflies
and so she fell onto the man
And he did make love unto her.
And the cat was very pleased.

For it thrilled him to watch humans mating
and gave him hope
That the Lord God would take his rib and make a mate for him.
And indeed it doth seem to have happened
Judging by all the cats staring in ye old window here
And by their ecstatic yelps
That the Lord God was very generous with them
and made them many mates.
For truly there is no jealousy among them
And they mate freely and happily
and never have rows about the washing they eat straight from the can.Amen

Here endeth thy lesson for today.

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my physical body......yearn......
my mental being......reach......
my spiritual energy.....pull......
within my sanctuary 
of mind, body and soul
I center in a calming request
of spirit awakening

with scattered energies tossed along the ebbing shore line
I must focus......
I must touch ailment......
I must harness thy yoke of completion 
my breath slows in silent acceptance 
as a single sun beam calls of gracious salutations 

my spirit drift endless
of cresent moon at twilights eve.
and warriors song in mornings mist

as warmth showers my flesh 
my spirit tingle complete    
touching a loving convergence, the ultimate purity received
I become one as the spirit calls

with each breath, completion......

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save the past-social commentary

you see, he grabs what he can get
that bearded fellow in the sky
because its the future and we forget
for what once people gave their life

everyone seems to forget
the bible was a book of philosophy
changed in the past for illiterate peasants
but it still carries the same meaning along
remember the cruisades? 

i see those who hold their ground despite
the people poking holes in religious logic
i never do so,
because those holes are wounds in a past societys body

take away religion, you take away whole civilizations.
though i am not religious i have come to understand
 that people should just get used to it.

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A Birdie Friend In Hell

            A Birdie Friend In Hell 

Hell is not an empty place but there is endless pain
When you enter, there are no exit signs
The real estate is not for sale
It is paid for with your soul 
A billion miles of granite rock lands on you
Compressing you in place, to wait, and wait some more
Billions of miles away from other souls you stay
There are no parties either
A tiny anemic birdie is perched atop the endless rock 
There to rescue you, (If it does not die of illness or old age
Or some other dangers imposed by nature)
After 30 trillion years it removes a fraction of a layer
With its tiny beak, tweet tweet, removes perhaps a grain or two
The giant granite mountain of a rock holds fast and true
After 5 million years, another trillion miles of rock are added
Piled on top, the original billion miles of rock
Not as an act of futility but for your discomfort
We pray you understand and forgive us for such measures
As for the birdie; is it still alive?
He struggles and takes a feeble breath
We pray that he won’t expire
Who will dig you out from all those miles? 

12/05/14 -Dark and Deep (old poems only) - Poetry Contest - Sponsored by: SKAT A 


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Have Faith,
in the friends that you keep.
Be faihful in all,
that you do.
Be faithful to God,
because without God,
nothing is possible...

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First Prayer -Chapter 1, Holy Koran

I ask for refuge to Allah from Satan the exiled evildoer.
In the name of Allah the Kind and the Merciful Giver. 

All praises are because of Allah 
The Lord of the worlds
The Kind and the Merciful Giver
The Judgment Day’s Emperor
We worship you and ask for help from you.
Please show us the straight avenue -
The avenue whereupon showers favors
Not the avenue of the cursed and the wrongdoers. 


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when you are here

when you are here
and gone, seen a menace
but known a friend
when you are falling 
apart, ripping
in two at the seams
let Jesus take you
let God hold you
let him have you
for you are his.

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Slamming the status quo

oh you want to slam me I don't think so son
ill crash your ship upon the rocks
while laughing just for fun
straight whip out all my cocks
and peck you till your done

id like to take the time to slam the government
but there all just pawns
who don't know where they all went
so I pet them all like newborn fawns
don't you remember its the people who are to be number one

and for the kings and queens
what the hell is wrong with you
want to keep us picking beans
I hope your crown turns black and blue
don't make me do the knocking with the power of the sun

and money
don't get me started dude
I do this stuff for free
any other way is rude
and even if I eat some crumbs I'm above the ruthless scum

how about the church
a layer cake of bull**** thousands of years old
stagnant as a piece of birch
growing with some mold
no wonder they try to rape us cause there really number none

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Adam's rib

Adam's rib
genetically engineered --
Eve's birth

Ó November 27, 2011
Dane Smith-Johnsen

THAT MIGHT BE TOO SUBJECTIVE FOR HAIKU FORM.  Here's another go at the same 
idea...trying to learn the form!

 the Bible 
 states God made Eve from Adam –
 genetic engineering

I have been told that once I say that the Bible States, it moves away from a real image 
because the bible doesn't talk and haiku is supposted to be objective and real.  It 
becomes subjective at this point.  On the good side, it does have two distinct gramatical 

Here's another go at it!  >>>>>

Holding my Bible
Thinking on engineered genes –
Eve from Adam’s rib

Ó November 28, 2011
Dane Smith-Johnsen

This might not work because the idea of Eve being created from Adam's rib is a story 
that might be a fantasy according to many.  So...still working on it!

OR maybe this will work >>>

holding my Bible
pondering engineered genes—
exhume his rib

Ó November 28, 2011
Dane Smith-Johnsen

I have been told that pondering is subjective...but I am using it as an the act of 
pondering in this instance...hoping it will fit the form.  exhume is rib is a possible action 
and referrs to one person...hoping it will take people back to biblical thoughts of Adam 
and still fit in the haiku form.  WAITING TO HEAR as I continue to learn that Haiku "ain't" 
as easy as it looks!

note: the first one fits the form, but I am told it doesn't meet haiku requirements.

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I See Dead People

Innocence born unknowing
An inheritance preordained
In a world ere ill-conceived
Awash in souls fallen apart
Spirits alive come and gone

Time dare erases all things
Save memories of the past
Ancient images of lost ego
Once birthed, only to perish
Ne'er knowing learned why

Ever so wanton away lives
Zealously seeking success
In death’s limbo unawares
Zeitgeist’s facinorous hope
Bearing Armageddon’s fire

Listless soulfulness revived
Briefness nonexistent minds
Woebegone overly stressed
Intellectual reincarnate nous
Finality’s judgment realized

© Eugene Harvey

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Visual Stimulations

In this moment
Of sheer damned damage
I grasp it
As if I owned it
It's devasting tragedy
It's underwhelming overture
A symphony of sadness
Bringing a drabness 
To a whole new light

For your eyes
Enter surprise 
Everytime an Eden dies
Paradise is lost
As the look upon
Your bewildered face

A well known man
Prospered today
By throwing all his 
Troubles away
Without a care
In the sand or sky
He blows his glass house
With all his might
A God once
Begat this wind
Let it blow the new tide in

A counterpart to a planet
It's moon
Gave a perfect ellipse
On which it sways and swoons
On a day which burns like June
The synopsis starts 
To fall in tune

I see now how earth was born
Spitting out from fiery arms
A mass that just basks us
In a light
A light for us to read at night
Knowledge was his first insight
That built his godhead 
Into a sturdy third eye
Now they called us civilized

What turn is forming
Next for mankind
Robots becoming biological
Humans becoming machines
Still the fear is there between
The lines and cracks, overlooked
Where I currently hold my peace
In a place that don't exist
In a place you won't believe in
I stretch my imagination
On the cusp of my creation
These words can burn in better now
As visual stimulations

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Angel Wings In Halves

Slashed and burnt to golden brown
Frowned upside down, prithee now
Come diagonally to get here clown
Romp in delight as you were never found
Wanting, were you?

Wanton greedy bastard, turn back now
Carry on then in your mortal sin, how
Do you do it darling? Tongue in cheek
Take a peek into your shadow, we'll 
Not find you meek, will we?

Peasantry, just busy yourself elsewhere
For you are half the man you used to be
Half a sentence.

Just does not do you justice, betray me
For a dollar and a dime, walk behind the times
You spit on me as you past

Willows on the ridge in a hurricane, spent
More time with I, I implore you to look above
Before you too, find your wings lying there 
On hallowed ground, soggy, muddy, 

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Diamond Jubilee

We celebrate her majesty Queen Elizabeth's reign,
Majestically guiding us with excellence.

This year is diamond jubilee,
So fancy and free.

Persons everywhere cheering,
They show they care.

Lunches and socials galore,
Garden parties to adore.

Her model kingdom,
Respected by all.

Viewed on the television,
Received as an excellent passage in history.

Music and song,
Poetry and story.

Beautiful ways to cherish the day,
Always our favorite royals.

Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz

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I am a Soldier

i am a soldier i fight every day
i am a soldier i but still i fall on my knees and pray
standing here with my rifle in hand
the blasts go off, yet here i stand
hit once in the chest
and once in the back
i will never fall unless only to pray.
i look to my right and there i see
Jesus the Messiah looking back at me
arms raised, palms to the sky
he lets me know i will not die
"be calm my son for you are safe"
i say to him in a shaky tone
"but all i feel is nothing but hate"
he tells me again, "worry not
stay calm, keep your eyes to the skies above"
i nod as an answer to him
i look up and see only a patch of blue
"do you see the good in this place of bad?
when i count to three you will wake up in bed"
"Father i'm asleep, this hell is just a dream?"
he nods and says 
then THREE
i wake up and gasp clasping my hands 
looking up to the sky
to be praying again
i can still see the intense love in his eyes
i understand now that i heard no lies...
i am a soldier i fight every day
i am a soldier but still i fall on my knees and pray.

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Shadows in Candlelight

Feeble and hunched over
his movement stumbles
as shuffling feet echo
in the shadows
of a candle-lit
forgotten church
as the old priest
performs his sacred rituals
to a few faithful followers

A commitment to the cloth
harbourer of hidden secrets
an unclaimed inheritance
no longer passed on
the last remaining elders
keepers of unwanted wisdom
take their secrets
to the grave

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Flirting With Death, Gods and Devils

       Flirting With Death, Gods And Devils 

Blonde, blue eyes, tall and slim
Pretty as a picture without the wings
They go by the old names; “Lucifer’s minions”
Fellow demons on the Earth
Flirting with the boys and girls
Today, in black suits, they pray in church
Prey afterwards on lost souls
Found in corporations
They win the hearts of everyone with a wink
Gentlemen under the skin with hidden sin
As the gods they are
Never have to go too far from heaven
Gods and devils are the same
They simply operate under assumed names
We are their armies in training
Flirting with death
Is a dangerous undertaking

Created on 1/19/15 for -  “Gods and Devils” – Poetry Contest

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Misspent Sundays

Heaven is falling through the blackest gaps in the sky,
Tumbling through this ceiling we created
And lodging, like seeds in earth,
In mind half-mad from
Misspent Sundays.

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It's Not A Cult

It's not a cult:
It's a Savior saving my life.
It's a Savior saving your life.
It's our Savior saving our lives.
It's not too late.
It's never too late!

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My honey's mind

Where shall I find
The thing that makes her pleased? 
O God! Where shall I find? 
How can I steal my honey's mind? 

Even birds will cry no doubt
Cause I am singing aloud
Even for me it’s hard to believe
I am trying to steal her mind! Have I become a thief? 

How much I love her how to express? 
Words are too few and life is endless! 

Please take a look at my mind -
How many prayers come and go there
Because of my cares for her? 

How can I forget the pain to hide truth? 
And I am getting older fading away youth! 
And I know nowhere
There’s no one like her
Because it feels so true that we are pair
Because inside my heart she is so dear!

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The Path

Throughout life you will be bumped and bruised.You will be pushed to the right and pulled to the left, but always remember that I am with you. The road you travel may be unsure. It may have some potholes, twist, and turns. You may take the road that has been less traveled if so you need to remember that things will get rough. There will be no pavement for a smooth ride, but yet a rough path with little direction...but always remember I am with you. When time goes by and your hair turns gray, when it is a hard task just to remember to pray. Remember that I, the great I AM, will always be with you from beginning to end!

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God listens in SILENCE

Loud Chants, rattling of Bells during 
"Aarti" in Temple
"Azaan" in Mosque
"Mass" in Church
is heard by PEOPLE ..... 

also heard by 
Sick, Elederly people
Students preparing for Exams
Cattles resting
Birds on way to Nest

also creates NOISE POLLUTION

GOD prefers listening Prayer in SILENCE
HE knows how not to DISTURB Others during Prayer (For HIM)
HE knows how not to POLLUTE Environment (own creation)

HE is waiting for us to UNDERSTAND.....

"Aarti" "Azaan" "Mass" are way of Prayers by Hindus, Muslims & Christains 

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The Search

The Search

I push my neck beyond its reach,
contort my achy back; lower my 
face til it’s horizontal to the 

pocked wood floor. With an ants 
view of the world, like a miner I 
prospect; small bits of bread 

my treasure. Wax dripping off 
stubby candle blister my hand 
as I peer into unlit corners. 

My grandfathers who died of 
hunger watch me; the crumbs I 
burn would have fed them days. 

Beyond, my wife and girls, holding, 
incongruously, white wax-covered 
paper bag and wooden spoon, sigh 

as they await release from the ritual 
that isolates them from their cellphones 
and laptops; no insight as to why 

a decidedly non-fanatic man 
inches around on his belly for hours. 
Wheezing from the dust covering my 

mouth and nose, I ask the same 
question. My mind jumps forward 
a night to a table laden with food 

and finery. Erect amid the china and 
crystal, is the just poured silver Cup of 
Elijah. The wine, trembling above the lip, 

awaits the prophet himself. Eyes on 
the open door, we laugh and cry hoping 
he will herald an end to the numbing exile. 

Jerked back to reality by a hot burn on my 
cheek I accept that at my deepest core I 
crave and am comforted by illogical belief

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Mine is a crisis of Christ or crucifixion
Holiness or hell
Religion or retribution
A martyr or barter for a beast
Benevolence or blood
St. Luke or sins to rebuke
St. Paul or a fall from grace
St. John or be gone
Joy or a Judas kiss
Bliss or be remiss
Bow or cow-tow to torment now
Silk and satin or Satan
A dove or the loss of God’s love
Justice or no justification
Following a righteous faction or friction
Christ or crucifixion
I am someone less fact than fiction
A man who abandons Christ in favor of crucifixion
                                    © 2013 copyright PHREEPOETREE….~free cee!~

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Acceptance without exception!

A primeval well accepted tradition
Once married a girl need to adjust
Even if the in-laws burn her to death
Put on a smile in front of the society
No authority to follow owned rights
Yes to all decided by unity except her
Get up each day with warmth for all
Even when it kills her thousand times
As marriage is a constitution to drive
Change the life of a girl without asking

A man’s world widely accepted by all
Women after all seen “behind” success
Esteem is so called the wealth of men
In the chauvinistic driven modern world
We talk of technology and progression
Yet the hearts within still unsecured
If women will really get empowerment
Will hamper our proclaimed self esteem 
Keep them in veils, trap them in rituals
Many societies follow such strategy!!!

Safety and security for working women
Still a big question in this global forum
As change is feared to accept equality
Devils in form of men disgrace the esteem
Shaking the humanity and human culture
Acclaimed as the posh section of society 
Hiding the deeply wore scorn in their face
Still there are instances so vivid and clear
Where prime religion is to worship Women
World prospers, whirls air particles in cheer

Why then apprehensions at some places
Still to accept the esteem of each other
Equation will be so fruitful and simpler
Self esteem of each will increase by itself
Protect a culture which gives growth to all
Adopt new changes and walk with time
Acceptance without exception…
Adds to self esteem of nation’s emblem 


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Coram Deo Vivere - Living in the Presence of Christ

On the seven hills, virtue arrives concealed -
The discalced cross the hill country, making haste -
A presence quickening the littlest of hearts...
Privileged to greet him along the rocky passes.

Climbing the ten stringed peak,
Untold souls in silence, harmonize espousal glory,
Not alone moving mountains, but faith forward with empty hands, full.

At the four corners, thunder echoes -
Peeling hearts, stripping their core bare,
With quiet voices - mouthpieces roaming the earth in stillness of soul.

In the distance, soaring birds in flight on his breath,
Lift longing breasts to the heavens in solitude,
Singing angelic hymns with one heart and mind,
Rejoicing in revelations of truth from above.

At the three tiered platform, 
Between the hills and the sky,
Resting martyrs, concealed in his blood,
Bowed heads leaning upon the wooden beam.

At the time of visitation,
Unrecognizable to many, 
Known only to faithful followers,
The Holy Face of Christ not hidden,
His appearance simply out of view!

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In a moment’s time
I remember
I retrace the steps
In my mind
The memories stay with me
A part of who I am

Some make me falter
Stifled emotions welling up within
Some bring comfort
A soft warm blanket
Protecting me from the bitter cold
Others bring a certain sadness
Grievous pain somewhat dulled 
By the years

Lord, bring your complete healing
To this fragile being
Come mend my soul
With you healing oil

Memories still resonate within 
But now strength flows through me
Producing a river of joy
In my soul


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The Great Black Hole Cycle

The kiss of the black hole
Purposely unknown
The galaxy it's home

Tear apart my heart
It's just a start
Feed off my remains
The ultimate creation
Giving life
Thy kingdom comes
To be undone
Hallowed Be thy name

For your the greatest power
Our small minds may conceive
It only takes a glance
At your utter magnitude
For the doubters to believe

The vengeance of the lord
Is displayed in your cycle
I wish I could be great like you
An inmovable idol

Teardrops tear away from me
And drop down to the ground
Immiscible feelings swirling
As they dare not make a sound

This is the silent killer
That lies in the end of all emotion
Spewing out unwanted light
Without another notion
This is your nature
To destroy order by your hand
Spewing out of severed chaos
That begats new foreign lands
As if you were the creator
Perhaps he resides inside
The black holes might
Drinks in the light
And reincarnates it beyond the shadows

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Elemental Witch

 Dirt pours between my fingers
 my energy returns
 Steady as the ground beneath me
 Send a prayer to Demeter
 Cool breeze runs across my face
 Look to the clouds, float gently across the sky
 I feel like the swift sparrow through the leaves
 Send my joy to Khaos
 Freely flow through streams and rivers 
To you I am pulled, a calm when you are near
 A steady drip of water, one day my cup will fill
 Poseidon has sent for me
 Draws me to it's warmth
 Turns my calm to a quick temper
 but away from it, my back will never be
 I call out to Hestia
They call me to walk my Wiccan path
 In their hands my spirit will ever be

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Violent Erratic Transgressions

My mind set to overdrive my mindset erratic it all comes too easy now as I make blatant transgressions For I am the anti-God simply don't give a nod to the rest of creation in an against everything nation release of my stranglehold to let doors fly open for if your too narrow how will order fit in? I kill the conflict as it comes to arise with all my conviction strike like the arrow's infliction I'll bring an end to your era It's as plain as day to me cut myself to watch it bleed a little pain teaches a long lesson a tiny quirk brings forth the question Who I am, if not for me you cut me deep, still I don't bleed you hurt me so, still no regret I breathe in new life and exhale death I exhume my intention only for me to know please tell me, oh God does your garden still grow? It all decays to start anew all the damage I struggle through to piece together what is still left I turn from no one they turn from me, instead with one look, I had them shook while the holy man puts hope into a fictional book.

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I see the oven lit from the center of the earth
The heat forcing apart the egg's brittle shell
And into the liquid sea of wrath, like mad birds
Diving for the fish by gravity's default, the crust
In scraps dissolved as things fall apart. Another scene
The towers falling amidst the dismal grey. 
Babel is more than confusion, much, much more
The citadels of the human heart that roar and roar
Where the wind thresh in them, the howling winds
Of our eternal emptiness. After the towers were gone
I remember clog after clog of protoplasmic ash
Moving frantically like bubbles when flood waters churn
And there was no distinction with humanity again,
For class and creed was dissolved in pandemonium and fear
And we were barely specters in the livid air.
Worse, worse, the final coming of the curse
The beast out of the waters bowels making travail
Then the silence, the dark barren chaos of silence
Water upon water and land and mountains gone
And the water like the great football of the cosmos
Shuddering like another Leda for deity's coming
And the fire muted, blind, crippled, annihilated
And the morning stars singing sweetly that new song.

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I Walked up to Heaven

I walked up to heaven
I found other humans alive there
They were simply
Enoch, Elijah, and Mary, mother of Jesus
And of course Jesus himself
I was there in the midst
Of the greatest people
That has ever lived
And one of divine power
Holy above all save God himself
His all-powerful father
I was in awe of their presence
Just then I was told
To return to Earth
It wasn’t my time to be there
Plus I must die
To enter the kingdom of God
I walked back home
With a smile on my face
Enjoying what I just saw
An amazing scene
Seeing those living humans
Staying up in heaven
So very special and unique
I was just glad to have seen it

Russell Sivey

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Let us be clear

There is no god 
No afterlife
No Allah 
No Jehovah
No reincarnation
Just death and rest
Why do you make it hard 
Enjoy life an easy passage 
There is no god
Lets go !

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Nothing but a waste
you’re just a reckless disgrace
too much power
for a deceiver

It's not right
I see light
It's not near enough
for me to go 

It's my choice
so don't you treat me like a play toy
I'm not yours
to control

Cause I will storm in after you
If you take her far away from me
And I will storm in after you
If you take her to the grave with thee

You take our race for granted
and you're highly overrated
you're always taking
my friends

It's not right
I see light
It's not near enough 
for me to go

It's our choice
so don't you treat us like we're play toys
we're not yours
to control

I will storm in after you
If you take them far away from me
And I will storm in after you
If you try and take them to the grave

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Lightbearer Lucifer The Morning Star

Lucifer, oh Lucifer
bearer of light
without you where would be
the knowledge of wrong and right
the observers of time
obscure you into an evil
are you God's son or Satan
I believe you are neither

Lord of all lords
creator of kings
a spark of curiosity
grew into the flame that tamed
intelligent beings aren't consumed
by animal instincts of other names
with such a power
was a ultimate curse
the more higher gone holy 
the farther depth of evil 
the reverse

Ah, but the risk is the reward
for you gave us your gift
the first book of your skin
written in the blood as you wish
as fast as you appeared 
you left us in grace
slowly your forgotten
memory all but erased
if at best your footsteps
are a blueprint into man's potential
for better or worse 
I follow you into my own ritual

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Praise To The Gods

Praise To The Gods

Praise to thee Anubus
Praise to thee Ra
Praise to thee the gods of Egypt
Allow me to pass on my way
Allow me to enter the afterlife
I have lived a good life
I have suffered for your greatness
My heart is heavy with sadness
It will not pass your tests
The Field of Reeds is so close
I can smell the sweetness of the flowers
Please Anubus
Please Ra
My gods please forgive my sins
No one was hurt by me
I killed no one during my life
I stole not one crumb of bread
I pray to you immortal gods
Please allow me to pass
Allow me to rest
Allow my soul to live for all time
If you can find mercy in your hearts
I will praise you forever
My soul will be your temple
Praise to thee Anubus
Praise to thee Ra
Praise to thee the gods of Egypt

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Some Wondrous Morning

The mist in the morning
Cradling the trees
Now beautiful in the morning
Are the birds
That sing

Some wondrous morning
When Spring arrives
To hide the Winter
And place it
Far behind

When all we
Do is pray
Morning will come
As the early
Morning Breeze
Captures the

As it's dancing
Sway beauty
Like Grace
With God's beauty
His love
He will place

copyright Oct 1999, Betty L. Hobbs

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Eternal Be

Centered and centering,
the rise of energy courses through my form.
I have been, I will be, I am……….
Laying in repose
star searching upon the sands of time
and the desert of man, 
I wander wrapped in a cacoon of time
comatose I lie, I rise, I fly free………

Out stretching my arms toward horizon
earthly and endless be……..
I am, I will be…
Forming, formless domed head of
soul contained, mind raced, I linger.
Chasing the tail of Sirius…
following the belt of Orion,
I am, I have been, I will be……….

Within the womb of earth and sky sea and land
focused by the holy pinnacle,
the pyramid midst oasis or desert of sand
between the betweens, my heart lays 
crossed by the energies of endless sky,
blessed by the ministries of Ra
guided by Osirus to new beginnings, 
I will be, I was, I have been ….I am….soulful free.

*have ankh will travel ;)

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tides are risen from tears of love

when oceans rise beyond
the beaches, and 
it seems like the 
sky is leaking
water that fills 
the sea
above its very limits
and when those
tears stop falling
from the sky
where they fell 
the only place
that is the waters
edge is the mountain
that you land on.

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lost, found, and liberated

i use to lie awake at night 
and ponder of this pointless life 
up for hours and not make a sound 
i once was lost but now i am found
my sea of confusion, like moses did part
the instant i let jesus inside of my heart...
but than i let out a gigantic huge fart 
and realized it was just indigestion 
than like a sensible person, i began to question 
and out of those questions, came rational thought 
and all of the things in school i was taught 
like critical thinking and following facts 
so i came to the conclusion: religions a quack 
now i live happily, in awe of earth's mysterious beauty 
and if you don't like it, you can kiss my patooty

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Wings of Love

Protected under
Your shadow
Always forgiving me
Picking me up
When I fall
Reassuring me that
You will never leave me
Or forsake me.
My refuge and my fortress
Your wings protect me from
Mine enemies, the terror
By night, the arrow that
Flieth by day, the
Pestilence that walketh
In darkness, and from the
Destruction that wasteth
At noonday.
You bring me through
All situations that arise.
My Faith, Trust and Belief
In You will never die.
I will never betray You
Because You never gave up
On me. You are my
First Love and My
First Love, I will
Always love;
My Daer Heavenly Father.

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Humble Yourself

Humble yourself before others as you would before the Lord.
Be not prideful or boastful. Earths treasures do not hoard.
Judge not the poor or look down upon their woes for they are 
all Gods children and he will surely know.
Misuse not the blessings given you in love.
Remember they are poured from heaven up above.
If Jesus were to ask you to give up all you had, would you 
from joy of heart go from riches unto rags?
The gates of hell are open and await the souls of man
so be wary your salvation. Before God one day you'll stand.

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burning prison

chained and locked
down by the devil's
you work to escape,
but, it's nothing but
his power is to strong
to walk away from..
you pray and pray
trying to break free
from hell's bars!
instead, you end up
deeper in the burning
prison of sin.. praying
your wall of sin
crashes down as
you pray for god..
the chains that
once held you 
in hell melt away
from the grace of god
now the only grip you have
is the gentle hands of god
every sin you've
done is forgiven and forgotten

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The path of life

Sometimes life seems like its all a downhill road,
like nothing you do makes a difference in the outcome of your life.
At times I have felt like a ship lost in the sea needing a lighthouse to shine a light and
rescue me.
One night I felt like I couldn't go on for another second,
it was then that I decided to ask God for help.
I said "God, if you are really real and really out there please help me!"
Crying as if it were my last moment alive I felt a sudden warmth surround me,
I felt assurance like what we seek from our parents when we are young and need to be
I knew it was God, he made it real to me.
I know now that life can seem unfair at times and the road isn't always covered with
roses, there is not always an obvious sign of which direction you should go.
When it feels like you want to give up, don't.
Cry out to God like you would your mommy or daddy when your a kid and scared, even if you
don't really know for sure if he exists, once you do that you will know for sure.
Jesus healed my heart, my life is nowhere near perfect but at least I know I don't have to
walk this path of life alone, God carries me through the rough patches and walks besides
me when I am on more stable ground.
If you want a change in your life and never want to feel alone again ask Jesus Christ to
come into your heart and live in you and show you his love.
The thing about Jesus is that unlike any other person in this world, he will never leave
you or back stab you or hate you for what you have done or said.
He just forgives you and fills you with his love.
The path of life can be uncertain but the road you choose to walk can be made easier with
Jesus Christ walking beside you along the way.

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At World's End

At the end of the world I find a place full of everyone's problems to hide my mistakes in total solitude my thoughts become clear my mind is a cave filled with wonder of fear in this dark recession of oppressed memories I escape all the pain by forever running right off the radar the facade crashes down and I see me, the way I really am Worthless, useless, pointless and pathetic the load lessens greatly as I learn to accept it the feeling is beautiful I never want to escape I own my ugliness making yours seem so fake its fate, ever so present taking all into stride has never been as pleasant At the end of the world, voices chatter, unheard choice is just a word to a prisoner of destiny the reason is everything and everywhere but everyone is too busy to notice, or care too busy to love, with much time to hate running faster in circles until the harmony breaks then shoot out straight surprised to be falling down into darkness the last friend still calling.

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Rites of Passage

I write right rites for I dare not get them wrong and if I do I promise you forever will I be one with the darkness that enters strong to take over my faith everything I've ever known to be will quickly be erased I don't think I'd make it that doesn't make me weak no one has crossed over and made it back without scars that can be seen I would rather be with a conscious free of guilt always inviting who I find mighty into the temple I have built I enter my own creation and take a look around to fix the flaws or scrap it all rebuild it on solid ground the morale can be found even in ignorance I admit I'm slightly jealous by your smiles of wild bliss is it really that easy to never give a care for any other person or thing but the reflection behind your stare I wish I knew my limit for then I could plan my life but the constant of the mystery is the source that fuels my might in a moment of clarity I see how small I am so let me back away with face before you know how far I can stretch my imagination a universe inside is born it only lasts for seven minutes before I destroy it with my scorn I'm a danger to myself all my lies are white I will soon unleash the godhead to rectify that one forsaken rite

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God Is In Me

I come to the realization that I am merely man everything I have fought for was conquered by my own hand Each one of my poems were a time he wasn't there I keep looking to the heavens but all I see is air For now I see that God is in me existing vicariously through my mind sometimes it seems I lose him for it's me he's trying to find I once strived to be just like him there is no wrong in that I believed in myself enough to surpass him and put the whole world on my back Embedded in my memory the fact only I can hold me down for I have crawled into the darkness where my inner-self was found There I could see my failure it left a bitter sting I could see no evil for the Devil is not in me Now that I have achieved my Godhead there is no more setting sun only an army of watching angels weeping for lost souls by the thousand Every time I have been tested my fear is seldom seen if you are seeking God he is on the path far behind me.

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I Prefer my Own Church

I love my church
I built it myself from scratch
Over many years
All my saints are buried underneath
And fill the hall with their echoes
My High Priestess comes to visit me often
When my time is filled with dreams 
And trivial pursuits
I can be the Pope in my own church
Cardinals sit in a long row
And listen to my endless sermons
It feels good
To be nailed to a cross
And suffer a slow death
Suffering has many shades and answers
Not encountered in an ordinary life
Where people come and go 
My footprints are worshipped
My teeth are kept in a brocade purse
By my female companions
The Divine delivers many answers
In my own church
I can weep as long as I want
Blessed is my intercourse
I turn the page every day
In my own church
There is no room for other gods
No shelter for strange religions
And papal audiences
You can come and worship with me
If you are a lesbian
And not engaged with my wife
There are many benches in my church
To kneel down on and bow your head
I am free in my own church
I am not anyone’s slave or servant
God takes it easy with me
And never has to discipline my wild side
Orgasms are free 
In my church and amplified
Most cathedrals charge for that
Or claim to not have heard of it

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Holy, holey, wholly

A righteous someone has helped me along the way to see the difference.
I was too self absorbed to notice and could not have cared less.  
Over time that righteous someone who truly loves me has proven to be
the most precious thing in my life and a true gift  from Jehovah .  
Holy, Holy, Holy, is Jehovah the giver of precious gifts.

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This is the wish I wish tonight
I wish to dream and dream with sight.
I wish to wake to the morning light...
But not the light our eyes can see,
I wish and dream of eternity.
What does this life hold for me?
Nothing of this life will remain,
In th end only one stands to gain.
For this reason I wish tonight,
I wish to wake unto the light.

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Thankful if for but Another Day

Yes, it is night, and even though the summer air is moist with a dry dew it still remains good
For an ingrate; would scold at the temperature, the gentle rhythm of the creatures
Frolicking in dark, or perhaps the dull shade of the moon
Might curse at the stars for not shining bright enough
Here I hold my folded hands, my rite of pleading, still at a begges stance
I am thankful,  if for not the end of a plentiful day
The impatient might grow weary, for the dark has called to settle me down
So that my mind finds peace while I slumber
For I will be mindful that dawn will approach steadily to casually erase my dreams
Yes, it is morning, as my body shakes loose of its resting phase
I'll proudly say...
I am thankful if only for but another day

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The body becomes the prison
I feel there is reason somewhere
But these lessons seem ill prepared

I’ve taken good advantage of the length of my neck
And now there is steel from collarbone to  jaw line
In the tips of  fingers
are trills and little fires of anger
I slept with the window open last night
God forbid, the fresh air
And now I muster up all the strength
to close it 
and save the rest of my body

I want to dare it; want to turn 180
And burn right where I’m damaged
And then maybe the crick will become cracked
And the stick will go slack
And  I can spin again
From my own axis

I’ve been thinking of him 
How he rejected the idea of olive oil
On his neck, the healing of holy water
How in three days he was healed
And in three days his healer was risen
The mercy of the breath given to reject
The humble pompous anecdote
Of his foolish mother in law

And so in rebellion I prayed 
And turned to feel the pangs of pain
Jesus rose on the third day
Mister was healed just the same
I can’t take two more days

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Water Rune

Water rune feed off the breast of the moon like a baby, new until by adolescence another ruined Aqua Deity Poseidon cast forth thy trident bellowing waves of violence sink towering ships, in silence How to tame a beast of rage first you must just turn the page a cold shoulder best these days soon to enter the new ice age Water rune welcoming bad news vicarious Aquarius the Water bearer enters hysteria takes his crown the common era is all but dead now Religion and science meet with a big bang God falls to his kneeundaunting wounded, but not yet deceased he makes a deal with the Devil for their synthesis why close your eyes if you don't wish to hear it? Forgot of Pisces like a vague evading memory of the childhood your hurricane came to clean life away, in ruin I stay, nothing wise left to say I'll just ride your wave to my grave, of icy water. Hallowing along to aloneness caught up in a priceless moment sea levels run rampant the rising tide rising high towards the sky rolling back down sound like thunder strike into oblivion, and drag me under lifeless, unconscious, abundantly undaunting holding onto that which might not be whole again ever, like Pangea for even the mightiest army surrenders without their leader

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I prayed for food and I prayed for rent, 

I prayed for these things to be heaven sent, 

I prayed in the morning and I prayed at night, 

To help out my brother and the mentally ill in their plight, 

I prayed at my job site, 

I prayed at the dinner table, 

I prayed that men should not kill like Cain and Abel, 

I prayed against war and slavery on every shore, 

I prayed for the victims of criminals, the lepers , the poor, 

I prayed and prayed until this very same day, 

When I received a knock on the door, 

" You have not my money! Then you must go away!"

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I Am the Sand

I am the sand;
you are the ocean.
Your waves wash over me whenever it rains.
I am the sand;
you are the seeds.
Your love blossoms within my soul.
I am the sand;
you are the bricks.
You build this home, my sweet haven.
I am the sand;
You are the playground.
Your children will flourish before our eyes.
I am the sand;
you are the footprints.
Your gentle arms carried me whenever I fell.
I am the sand;
you are the rock.
You've granted salvation for all to be free.
I am the sand;
You are the castle.
Your home will be mine in the years to come.

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Adam's rebirth

I opened my eyes and saw

an unfamiliar place. The noon

sun was bright but less hot,

peeping through the gaps between


leaves of trees bearing  fruits

abundantly. The waves and sands

laughed at my nakedness as they

soaked my body with cool relief


 from the pain of forgetting the past.

I filled my lungs with the freshest air

and did my first act of moving and


walking. Hermet crabs hid inside their

borrowed monovalves. Didn’t they want

to see me? Or were they ashamed?

Or was that how


they showed respect?

I heard the cheerful birds singing

on the trees. I did not know

if they were rejoicing for my


coming or just for themselves.

Continuing my pace towards uncertainty,

a river crossed my path. There I

quenched my thirst with clear


and sweet water. I found my self

sitting on a mossy rock beside the river,

surprised by the reflection on the water:


a woman sitting beside me.


I learned the words with her.

I learned to count the suns

and moons that passed by

and children that I made


with her. We found the things

which were safe and good for us

and for our children

and for our children’s children.


Not knowing that it was

another beginning

and the best.

To God I must be thankful.

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Diamonds, Diamonds

Leave me in the Garden of Eden,
To witness life form and rivers begin 
to roll,
Naked but clothed in innocence,
Immortality has been placed within 
my grasp,
Animals, colossal beasts fall under 
my authority,
Every fruit and flower is offered to 
sustain me, save one,
Why do I want for what is 
forbidden, what will do me harm?
Every inch of this utopia is
entrusted to my care,
I will not fall into folly,
She is so radiant, shimmering 
diamonds are like as dust,
Born of my flesh and bone, the 
apple of my eye,
Her voice is my only weakness, the 
only chink in my armor,
As of now I know nothing of death 
but I would sacrifice myself for her,
The serpent struck while she 
wandered alone,
He enticed her to trade paradise for 
a bite,
Her mind freed, she introduces me 
to sin,
I must endure the face of beautiful 
I feel the shift as the fruit touches 
my lips,
As as we hear God traversing the 
garden, we hide,
Clothed in fig leaves we face the 
With trembling knees we accept the 
With backs turned, cast out and 
The sword of the captain of angels 
bars the gate,
Sentenced to a life of hardship and 
We will forever lament choosing 
death over life

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I am utterly alone
here I sit, with the presence of no one beside me
and I cannot help but picture the bliss of my disappearance from this earth

I wish for no one to mourn me
or worry of my questionable fate
for I know where I am going

Surely I will see the fiery pits soon
yet I cannot help but to love God for all He has done for me
-I am far beyond being undeserving of His blessing

Though my disappearance will alert few, if any
I know God will remember me
but sadly, and pathetically, this is not enough

I grow anxious of what is to come
and constantly I catch myself in a  daydream of a bloody knife with my name on it
too bad it will probably stain my tile floor

The time has now is now that I will leave forever
If only I could think of one person to pass my belongings to
-they'll simply vanish, parallel to me

I pray for eternal bliss
but the answer I know
Here I Come, Lucifer...are you ready for me?

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Pigeons And Falcon

            Pigeons And Falcon

Thousands of pigeons flock to the Vatican
They are not there for Sunday Mass and prayer
But to perform aerial acrobatics
And to produce droppings from up there
Feathers follow them in the air on hot dry currents
Unpleasant summertime aromas fill St. Peter’s square
People speaking a multitude of languages stare in amazement
Follow the waves and movements of the birds in flight
And think of pigeons as nasty filthy creatures
(in their respective dialects of course)
They seek God in all His perfections and dwell on nature as they reflect  
But that is not manna falling from the heavens on arms and hair
Bird droppings fall everywhere
Enter, the noble falcon on the scene
Hungry and hunting for something delicious to eat
Like an angel or saint swooping down on a golden band of light
Pigeons act purely on reflex as they take flight
Without lofty thoughts or motives
Their brains are oh so tiny and miniscule
Not wired like that
Falcon will educate them anyway
Enforce the rules of God and nature
2 Our Father’s, 3 Hail Mary’s and a good act of contrition
Are not required as penance for their sins  
They are expelled from this paradise for dropping in
Pigeons simply don’t understand religion

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Pagan Dreams

There the ancient stones and the pyramids
survey the Roman and Greek temples

silly left us worshiping now the illiterate beggars
Mohammed and Jesus 

leaving us the fruit of their labour
nothing but foolish dreams

and the gun

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The School of Theology

The fondest of my memories was certainly in college.
I was in my forties, going back for a forth and fifth
degree. Some may know my school as STC or the
School of Theology in Claremont. I picked this school
because I had a lot of faith in god and thought the 
journey through this new religious cavern most 
important. With all my heart I wanted to become a 
minister. The longer I staid in school the harder I 
worked, there were so many factions: written; religious
history; theology; preaching and on and on. Then about
 ¾ of the way through I had a eclipse in faith. It was in 
Biblical studies where we were learning that there was 
nothing literal about the bible and many authors wrote it.
 After this lapse in faith I pulled myself back together 
accepting the modern way the bible was written. I regained 
my strength and enthusiasm and continued till I finished 
receiving not only a Masters of Divinity degree, but also a 
Doctor of Minister Degree in Preaching. Yet, the story 
doesn't end here. Only one year later I was diagnosed 
with a brain tumor. There was nothing the Dr.s could do
except operate and see what it was. Luckily it wasn't 
cancerous and over 80 % was removed because it was 
causing me to smell things that weren't there.  I resumed 
my life with a few handicaps, seizure, etc. taking 
14 medications per day. My memory was fully 
impaired so there was no way I could work in the 
field of ministry. Now on SSI, poor and barely getting
by I still have these memories of having attended STC, 
and working very hard.

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Taken Young, Taken Pure

Round and round, they spun her around
Bound her hands, and tied her down
Clasped her mouth, with soul crushing force
Screamed for her life but nothing came out, not even one word
No one hears her hollow sobs
No one sees the fear she saw
Silenced forever at the end of a blade
Bloodstained in sorrow, the cause of her pain
Purity and innocent breath, the price she had paid
In the wrong place, at the wrong time
Another free spirit, snuffed out by fate

Taken too young
Taken so pure
Taken by chance
Taken through hell

She sways back and forth, peacefully as she strides
Making not a sound, walking slowly down the golden path
To where the holy light shines
Every single step, brings her closer
To her heavenly home
Where she will rest her soul forever
She is home

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The Path

I walk down the shadow of the valley of death
Cruising along until I reach my invariable last breath
I cry out for the sky to fade from blood red
Give me back the dream of golden tattered shreds
I'd take that over this and this over that
God where did it go wrong this hath been too long
Forgive me

Forgive them

Forgive us

Forge a holy crucifix upon our proverbial spirits and bind
The light between all man, in spirits we will wind
Our way back to you in the dark, cast out of hell
We walk tracks to you as the marked, straight out of hell
Nothing can stop the fortified, devoid of material 
Materially devoid and circumspect to only your will 
In your name we pray that they walk the path to shiny hill

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Your words built worlds of blue and gray,
Brought the sunshine and the rain,
Pushed away the warmth of summer's day,
Healed the broken heart with pain.

Yours is the contradiction and the paradox,
The lifeless form for life – eternity,
The crossbeams and the cross,
Freedom never free- hands nailed to a tree.

Three nails to hold the hopelessness of Hope
And Innocence in sin for all humanity
Three nails we drove for each extremity
You and I and all humanity.

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Where is God

Where is He?
Master of the universe,
God died,
With the Jewish people,
Slaughtered on Thine altar,

Where is God?
Hanging from the Gallows,
With this sad eyed angel,
This beautiful child,

Where is He?
With the babies,
The children thrown into the flames,

Where is He?
Face-to-face with the Angel of Death,
Waiting in the Antechhamber of Hell,

Where is He?
And burned with the Jewish people,

Where is He?
God is dead,
With the infants,
Tossed into the air and used as targets,

Where is He?
Merciful God,
Consumed by the flames,
From then on the Terrible,
Man asked and God replied,
No longer does he reply,
How can anyone believe in this God of Mercy?
No longer do I accept his silence,
No longer do I believe in this Merciful God,
I have more faith in Hitler,
He alone kept all his promises to the Jewish people.  

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God's Children

We live in a human world and He lives in His now is't it a shame
with all you can have and do with Him you chose to live in the world  
Two worlds exist that will not be the same   
Walking together hand in hand through the rain    
In God's land where everything is planned for tomorrow
we have His love, we have His heart, we have Him guiding us 
it's never too late to turn away form your LIFE to start agai  
In stead of running through the rain looking for nothing  
In God's land where everything is planned for tomorrow
How happy we would be if only we were truly God's children
Why can't we be more like God's children 
Rev. Samuel Mack, OMS, DD
Copyright 2014

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Forgive me, my Lord

Forgive me, my Lord of Mercy & compassion
Lord of the Worlds; The Holy & The Majesty 
I am your sinner slave, expecting mercy
Have been wrong, ill by body and mind
Here at your door step; in Your House 
Asking your graceful mercy & forgiveness
Am thankful to You my Lord for all You Gave
Am thankful to You for all Your Blessings 
Am Thankful to you for all relations & Friends
Am thankful to you for all that I remember 
And remember not; I am Thankful my Lord
Not a confession of fear; it’s a echoes of heart
I fear You, my Lord not of fear but a thought
Of Loosing Your Love, Forgives me my Lord
Bless me with Your compassionate, all that
You consider good for me and my life a head
Save me from ill of the day & night and after
Bless me with health & make me utilize it
For the goodness of day & night and after
Make me the best of followers of Your Beloved
Beloved of all that there is and will be 
My Mustafa SAW; Peace & Blessing be on Him
My Lord forgive me for my past & my Future
Your are Merciful, Gracious & the compassionate
Forgive me, my Lord of Mercy & compassion
Lord of the Worlds; The Holy & The Majesty 



This poem may be little pessimistic, but there is a hope within (with prayer) and recognition of the fact there man is in existence nothing if he is not grateful to the One who Created him, and to pple around him, What ever one may believe, ultimately human leave behind good/bad thought and actions that one expect to be remembered and cherished. 

Confession out of fear is good, but its better if u realize its out of love for your Creator. The poetry is written in a form of prayer..

If some1 likes it, I am glad and if not .. no worries.. 
Comments appreciated..

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“There is no life without death.”

Evolutionary indigenous
Nomads were Mongoloid.
Scavengers were Australoid and Caucasoid. 
Barbarians were Congoid and Negroid.
We became civilized but within, nations were lost.
A great division of humankind characterized by our features, we are all a myth of the Mayans.
Genetically distinct we are formed as a species – humanity.
Nevertheless, famine plagues us.
War is born here, near, and far.
We are no more than the human race.
However, we have known discrimination because we immigrate.
God confused the languages to eliminate this type of hate.
A great nation form from this ideology and is named the United States [of America].
America has genes to produce black, brown, and white off spring.
In the North, we stand.
The Racial Golden Rule states that we are rightfully given a separate place that provides racial freedom via racial separation and independence.

White people immigrated.
Black people were brought as slaves.
Via the natives, this eminent country - this eminent domain was made.

User Name: Verlena
Psuedonym: Oblivion Dark Sunshine
Motif: Racial Golden Rule

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That's What I'm Talking About

If God was in me would you defend me? or would you come to kill me like all these new cats would do And if God were in me would it offend you? if I were not the image you created for your own benefit destroy it break it down it tells me God is nowhere to be found it tells me I am in control of my own destiny it tells me it showed me Where are you? why am I here show yourself now or forever disappear Ill banish you like you punished me once I consumed it now God is in me The light is me I keep it behind don't need to look into the darkness to find it destroying all in front of me I reach out but let it be consuming all for all eternity I'll tell you once more God is in me its been said.

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Touch the Sky

Control your fear,
and know where you are going,
from here.
Touch the raging sea,
and let the waters rise.
Touch the sky,
and open your eyes.
Let God take you there,
through the skies so fair.
Touch the desert sands,
and take God's hand.
Sing praises to His name,
it means everything.
Touch the big wide open shy,
and let your praises rise.

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Hear ME

Hear ME!

Rocking the edge of angels disturbing those at rest. 
This weights so heavily upon my chest, some day I may confess. 

Forever thinking these two worlds shall never meet. 
Once barricaded, we shall never leave.

I will race you to edge of imagination, 
Where no sensation, defeats temptation.

An owned asylum which is hardly missed,
Leave me, if you insist. Umm, harder to resist.

Left here on my own, long & suspended,
I'll shall find my way home. 

I'll watch it fall, gather round. 
Leave this burn, six feet under ground. 

There's not way you see, 
This is the end of our destiny. 

Meet me at the gate, 
Were severance will never be to late. 

I am a legend made of wine, This is the land of reprisal. 
The edge of beginning. No essence, more divine.

Do you know what it is to feel free? 
Every inch simultaneously

That oh so familiar face, 
Disappearing now without a trace. 

Where perfection hardly makes me real, 
It's proven this is the only thing, I shall never feel.

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My Thought

I wish I could just give up; give in;
Continue no more and just cave in
To where the pieces of me, which use to be,
Are taken by the hole in my heart. which is me.
In a world of love, pain, and discord
Where the circle of life circles my life
To show me tomorrow is never secured
So I will rise from the ashes to spread my phoenix wings
And be the light on to this world.
Replacing the occupation of the sun,
Revealing what lies ahead
But shadowing what was left behind
There for seek opportunity,
and if it knocks, then all the more better
So welcome your odds with open arms.
Leap with broken legs
In faith your outcome isn't always the same,
Because then that's just insanity..
heh and it doesn't take Enstine to figure that out.
It take takes a man of strength.
Some one not scared to push life to its limit
And give the devil a run for his money.
I want to be that man
Built in a foundation of love
That I may stand tall and tower above...
the friction between our affliction's an life's natural motion
The commotion eroding away our emotions
Stripping away our free will and pride
like paint chips on old stickers peeled off too many times
I want to be the solider he's called me to be
A man that's so willing to express his Christianity

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Surging through this lifeless Body of mine Mania, Euphoria, Freyja Never let me run dry I am lost by your Sigh But I cannot cry What Is this coming over me this everlasting energy Never cease this utmost surprise I graciously prithee Sorcery of Insomnia Caught in Mania Only for Freyja Her Golden one Is Burning out Deranged Am I? Faster, Only Faster Harder, Only Harder In Bizarre Light I hold myself to another Flame Torturous Fun of this Game Sorcery of Insomnia Caught in Mania Only for Freyja Her Golden one Is Burning out Deranged Am I? Sensuality to it's new Peak Running again from the Fake obsolete Euphoric, Erotic All you want All you Desire Sorcery of Insomnia Caught in Mania Only for Freyja Her Golden one Is Burning out Deranged Am I?

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Fundamental Justice

The lawyer-witches 
watch over the villages.
Each an agent
delegated by a different god.

(One boy threatens another
boasting that his father 
would beat the other's up)

On behalf of their clients, 
the witches dance about the courthouse,
legal argument
for the distant and silent heaven-dwellers 
who stand by to witness.

Such is justice
in noisy paradise,
always dangerous
from bugs, tigers
and war.

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within the beauty of salvation

within the beauty of salvation
is a song that sings in perfect tune.
is a tune that is perfect for song.
Lives a world that never ends,
within the beauty of salvation
cries a voice that remains unheard,
is a sound that no one knows,
that no one hears,
a picture that no one sees ,
no one understands
until... until
you see the light
of salvation,
until you see the light 
that God wants
to show.

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Happy to Live

Joyeux de vivre is all he was, never knowing
Fateful times, duty and love always glowing
But deep inside the wicked times caught up
Showing the fight was not within, fraught
Father can you hear me?

Love for country and love of gold
Never amounted to love foretold
He wandered inside and out
Freedom from himself, please, he did shout!
Father can you hear me?

I'll help rebuild it for you, with a smile on his face
He ran off into the woods singing without a trace
His things gone, his face bloody and body beaten
How long since he had eaten? He danced...
Father can you hear me?

Then on his calling of suffering he took it gladly
Madly some would say, others and brothers looked on sadly
But he was happy, and God blessed his love and loyalty;
In darkest times he wrote his canticle and kissed a dove
Nature heard him
Father heard him

Miracles and good are all around, even from local drunks in town
Never forget the story of his joy and fervor to the lord's own
May God come and snatch out the rot from within
Evil cast aside by men like this, free from all sins
Hear him

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Free Fallin'

My desicion was made. I wouldn't allow myself to be controlled. If that makes me a rebel, then let it be. I'm a Rebel. At least I can Make my own choices now. I can love and care about others. "You are here by stripped from your wings." Then it was like someone had bound my wings and pushed me off a cliff. it felt like forever. til finally i reach the ground. When i hit, it felt like everybone in my wings had shattered. I had fallen. and It hurt so bad. but it was worth it.

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Why God created humans

The flowers bloom 
whilst the birds sing
but none of them
believe they do

how much more can
they believe
that there is God
their Creator

what else can see
the beauty He made
and can say 'thanks'
and give Him praise?

we are not here
because of chance
God created 
us to believe

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The riot

Grab the torches

Helmets and all

There's about to be a riot

I feel like the veil is gone

Been on my knees puking the remainder of you

Been throwing up your lies

My insides are retching themselves of you.

Your exterior is so beautiful

But your hearts blacker than an eclipse

I was walking a tightrope

With both sides burning

Trapped. You didn't break my fall

I ran back to you thinking...

Some sort of mistake.

Then i saw the real you.

Deceit in your eyes.

Hate spewing from your mouth

Wait! I dated You!

Now i see the evil in You.

The realization hitting me.

You just a Bad illusion

I fed on lies from your hand

You had me mesmerized

You offered me the world

Made it look nice

Well Now I'm out of your Grip

To a father's Open arms

Now I'm wearing battle gear

Got my torch raised high

I'm burning all your holds....

Tell the city to sound the alarms.

Cos its gonna go up in flames....

There is gonna be a riot.

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While I thought you slept, I broke into your mansion to rob you.
I should have been shot on scene as a trespasser
With only the stain of my blood left to be scrubbed away,
But you fed me, clothed me, and gave great gifts to release me from need.

In the act, you caught me defiling your bride.
Your boiling anger should have overwhelmed and terrified me.
Strong hands of a passionate husband should have clenched around my neck.
Instead of strangling me, you embraced me as if I were your closest friend.

Why was I spared from the cross that I deserve?
Even now I feel the gaps in my hands where the nails were not.
Why do you sustain when you should decrease and destroy?
Each breath was stolen from the lungs of your son.

Why is forgiveness your desire, and not the exacting of revenge?
The gavel is in your hand and the charges against me are read.
Why, even more, am I the blessed traitor who was given clemency?
My actions deserve death, yet you pour treasure in my lap.

This seems overly ridiculous to all of my dull senses.
I'm confused by the stark contrast of my new fate.
Baffle me daily so that daily I beg for your guidance.
My intelligence is insufficient as eyes are to emit light.

Remind me constantly of the buffoon that I was
So I might be first to cry for mercy for others like me
Remind me consistently of how you relieved my immense debt
So my dread fear for the lives of my new friends might vanish

If I insolently stand against you in anything your will seeks
Maintain your compassion toward me and direct me back to your side
If I habitually abandon my post due to my sheer neglect
Find me again and discipline me in your swift grace

I am a low and foolish individual who mourns over my isolation.
You celebrate with your community of faithful followers.
Include me once more in the joys of your resounding favor,
And often prompt me to speak of you, who thwarted my plans.

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Love Is Dead
Hope Is Dead
Trust Is dead
Death is dead
Privacy is Dead
Liberty is Dead
God is Dead
Nietzsche is Dead
I'm Dead
You're Dead
He's Dead
She's Dead
We're dead
Don't you want to be Dead too?

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Windows of Life

If the soul is the eye of life
The brain is the sponge
My heart bleeds so much I am never alone 
Is there some realization to make me cry ?
To much time breeds my indecision
I go forth to see the world 
My template is somewhere near God
I move so fast a blink seems to be an eternity
Love is everything
Please take me home 
I long to see my beginning
I am a blank canvas
Paint me for good it's over

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My prayer to the Lord

My prayer to the Lord In your name Jesus Christ our lord and savior. I pray to you to cleans my soul; and to ask your father our almighty creator to unleash the rain to wash my tears away and let the thunder cover my screams of pain. For I am a child who has sin time and time again... So I pray to you my lord and savior; to save me from my own destruction: make clear the path I should take. For I repent my sins; teach me to forgive and to forget, give me tools I need to fight the demons that haunt me me... In you name Jesus christ my Lord and savior.... Amen.... 05/21/2014 Written by Gina Montalbo

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Dances of the Wind

A sprinkling of symphony lingers my ears
As though seducing me to move on its rhythm.

It had a distinct taste; which intoxicated my mind
It had a distinct scent; which intoxicated my spirit.

A aroma of ecstasy spread in my body
For I was amidst the mysterious nature.

I had joined it in the ‘Dances of the Wind’

My lips had only one chant to repeat
My body had only one position to hold.

For I had joined the exotic nature in reverences.

The Time has beheld its count and Wind the flow.
The Sun has beheld its light and Moon the Glitter
The Life has beheld its genesis and Death the havoc.

All the elements seems to pause for the moment.
All the work seems to pause for repose.
For it was the Time, all join together to summon the Almighty.


Written way back in 1998, just as i was being introduced to new perception of life, 
linking the spiritual self with the physical self.

This was also the time when i was hooked to Newage Music by Vangelis, yanni, and 
few other contemporaries, some times inspiring me to compose poetry on their 

Some what modern sufistic touch and feel to whole poem.

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Pressing On

Yes, I’ve been struggling
But I never gave up
Just kept asking my Father
Teach me to drink from this cup

Many days, I’ve fallen
Many nights have passed me by 
When it is that I‘m calling
He wipes the tears of my cry

Father, forgive me
I’ve done it all over again
So many times as the one before
Have I committed this sin

So Lord, help me
Teach me to go and sin no more
Cause I feel I’m not going to make it 
From this side, to the other shore

In Jesus’ name


Then there was silence and he said,

A just man falls seven times (but he gets back up)
Never does he stay down (he gets back up)
Keep trying to be true through the pain
Keep pressing on, pressing all the way.

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Painting Stars, My Face on Mars

The day Galileo reaches the stars I will have transcended into the face of mars that your astonished is flattering its just an expression of my many its the same face I make every day open my mouth wide and scream in silent vain no one hears me I am unnoticed I close my petals as the lovely lotus I hold my breathe, I chose my moments I disappear like a dying rodent only to blossom, in pure distinction then fade back into wishful thinking I am no more worshiped as our forgotten sun so I leave this creation to the shining ones I void my purpose to unchain my soul I am fulfilled, more as I roam I have seen the planets near and far I have seen the newborn and dying star I have seen the black hole churn sands of time into new matter, through center, shine into the same matter, which bleeds through me you may find me painting my new galaxy don't lose hope, my unknown friend this power, universal... if you don't limit it

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Whorehouse Prayers

i grew up next to
and worshiped in a whorehouse
called a church
where I raised many a supplication
on bent knees,
though very few were answered
except the prayers I wasn’t holy enough to pray

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God, Grant Me Wisdom

God, grant me wisdom and with it, good judgment.
I shall make right choices on this walk through life.
For it is in wisdom that love abounds.
Wisdom with understanding begets good judgment.
Sometimes perceptions might be askew.
But wisdom perceives, loves, and forgives.
Absolving anxiety and steadfastly soothing anger.
Wisdom places peace in the heart of life.
Making days wonderful, it brings harmony.
Bestowing calmness to the mind and stillness to the soul.
The gift of wisdom is my greatest desire.
For wisdom shows forth love from beginning to end.
God, please grant me wisdom so that life will be wonderful
And I may be found worthy in the end.

© January 24, 2012
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: SERENITY RESPONSE 
Sponsored by Nette Onclaud

Phrase Chosen: God, Grant Me…Wisdom.

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Seeing the troubles that fill the earth
He bestows upon them no rage
Love He shows not to His created
Who die daily of hope's unfriendliness

On them the battle of life holds well its grip
This they have blamed on the Maker's choice
Death has come is their precious thought
Defeat at last being their lovely hymn

How the mortals question the Immortal
When the world puts on not her usual smile
Has He stopped to be good?
Has God stopped to be God?

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What if GOD was one of us

That old age question, what does GOD look like?

What if you have already met? . . You might have seen him today?

Did you look closely at that stranger that needed help when you just walked on by?
Remember that charity worker that asked for a minute of your time?

Maybe we dont get to see GOD in his true form yet, but that dosnt mean we doont see him in this life. 

Don't be so quick to walk by . .
Dont be so quick dismiss that situation were you could have helped . . 

GOD sees everything and sometimes he's right there testing you . . Dont give up on the world just yet

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Spiritualism and Capitalism

What overarching purpose
Can bolster effective sales volume
Signaling the rise
of Reified and refined portent vibes

On our maps of locomotion
We strive incessantly for meaning
The moment tongue strikes palette
We search for expression to enliven the soul

Playing match maker with a bed of stars
Reaching the highest ambition to climb
Can there be a fusion-
From shrewd calculation to powerful beliefs

The belief in the soul
And life caressed by pressing tones
Strikes the delight of the market
And the passion walkways of crystal night

When mundane exhibits sputter and fail
Will the rise of meaning
Set the tone for money unveiled
Streaming out of scripted dance
Of religious symbol and capital chance

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Quixotic Quest

The slumber is over…
As weary blindfolds vaporize,
A look may suffice,
To see the rolling dice,
The ice-crunching teeth,
Hides the smirk beneath.

Did I miss the firsts?
The winged chariot is in no hurry!

Twisted threads,
The haunted puppets,
Dancing, strolling by
With the morbid tune
Of white and black keys
Banged on by the wrinkled claws.

Dewy nails and needles,
Piercing my flesh, pinning down my chest,
The loathing-laden spear
Crawls through the side.
Eli, Eli, Lama Sabachthani?

Silence is about to whisper…
Words shalt trouble me no more,
For the kernel of truth,
Too juicy to digest,
Curls up the spine,
And smothers the tongue.
The rest is silence….

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the light that made the world

the light that holds
the world together
was started by angels
who brought life to earth
although they all have
all seeing eyes
men hated them for
they were better.
as man was formed
their shadow shows
their dark heart
but angels see 
the light they bring.

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Latenight No2

On grieving:
there is both a time
and a place.
Leave your swollen sensations at your seats,
and please allow the door to hit you on your way out;
I can tell you need the kick.
Call it a funeral,
sounds like a carnival,
call it a funeral,
I call it a fun-for-all.

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O Ye of Little Faith

Behold the birds of the air,
they do not sow nor reap yet,
they feed freely and unhindered,
Are you not better than them?
Who by thought can add one cubit to his size?

You think of clothe and luxury,
Look at the lilies and grasses of the field,
how they are arrayed even more than Solomon in his glory,
Yet,they fadeth and are burnt away the next day,
Would God not clothe you,O ye of little faith?

Reference:Matthew 6:26-30
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The Feast of Tabernacles - God's Faithfulness and The Good News

God’s Faithfulness

Faithfulness is everything to God
He promises those that are faithful to Him
And His laws—eternal life and happiness

When God commanded Hosea to marry a prostitute,
He was teaching Hosea the process of restoration
Hosea was to be committed to this woman
Despite her many wrongs and sinful practices
God’s ultimate faithfulness is about fortitude and commitment
And through repentance—restoration
Acknowledging our sins, and enduring others' sins
For God promises to rescue those who repent
To possess God’s faith we must practice faith
Bearing each others' burdens as Hosea endured his wife’s

For all of our fortitude is for a purpose
To serve each other forever
In our eternal lives in the Kingdom of God

*inspired by Steve Orchard*

The Good News

For centuries and more, 
Many have turned to leaders of this world 
Instead of relying on God
In these days of troubles, warfare and suffering
God wants us to envision a government run by him
Human-led governments will transform into a righteous régime
Those who have inspired rebellion against God
Will die away, disposed from the light
Not only human leaders will witness the uprightness
Satan and his demons in awe will be bound
Giving Christ time to produce good and peace
To those who consistently followed His way of life

God is working out his purpose 
And many of us will not like it or see His works
And as false prophets amaze the public,
God will ultimately heal the public

One day most everyone will be willing to listen
And the world will be restored to a fruitful condition
Where good news of peace and comfort
Will merely be a reality

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The Downtrodden Speak

I am baffled, stunned, dumbfounded 
Completely nonplussed by the persistence 
Of the international criminal court
In harassing the popularly elected Kenyan
President and his popularly elected deputy  
As rogue entities terrorize Eastern Europe
The Arab World and my beloved Africa
All around us people are being beheaded
Or otherwise massacred on a whim
Innocent people who would, if free, 
Choose to live and let live in peace
Rather than engage in perpetual
Callous, wanton and unprovoked 
Slaughter of those they despise.

Aljazeera, BBC and CNN daily broadcast
The atrocities committed by the Islamic state
The beheadings are posted on the internet
And broadcast on radio, tv and newspapers
And while the moguls make their millions
In the dissemination of the villainy 
The United Nations looks on puzzled
Or perplexed, mystified or even dazed
By the enormity or complexity of it all
Leaving me to wonder whether 
This world body is not being manipulated
For the ends of a few powerful members
Who believe their fortunes would flourish 
With the weakening of these regions! 

If you can hear me, Ban Ki Moon
Hearken, the downtrodden moan!

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My Prayer

My prayer,
 My Soft cry for help,
Lord please let my voice rise from this weakness.
My prayer,
 I want to be heard,
I want a life worth living for.
My prayer,
 Please don't let my love for myself run short,
Because i need the love from myself that i can't find in
anyone else.
My prayer,
 Stop this devil in my head,
Give me wings, Lord, wings to help me follow through,
 Because I've spend most of my life, 
Alone, hiding under the covers in my bed.
My prayer,
 Is to find the strength to leave this boy,
Who the devil disguised as an angel,
 My prayer,
Is to live life without leaning on his shoulder,
 Because he's got it in my head that I can't do any better,
And if i hold on much longer,
 ...I'm bound to fall...
My prayer,
My last request,
 Is not to help me,
But help the people who think destroying someone's life is ok,
The people who think it's fun to see people hurt,
 Because they need someone to pray for them just as everyone
else does...

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iconoclast blasts the omen

When men exalt gifts above the giver with the heart venerate idols of their heart so it becomes hidden art not a jot or tittle has passed from the law not in Rome or New Rome Jesus body is not on a cross but on His heavenly throne looking to the author and finisher as Moses lifted up the serpent the Lord of glory giver of life upon the tree the healing atonement in remembrance Hezekiah destroyed the nehushtan because of sin our God healed which were bitten by faith they stand figures of the true for folly of Israel did offer to it dross digging up earth the Jezebel of Helena cult of the cross unlike Rome which is on false prophets hill Constantinople another city of seven hills colossal bronze statue of Apollo the tail crowned like the rays of the sun were the nails Constantine with the figure of his own head upon it begins the nails of "the true cross," they crucify again they have a king over them, the angel of the bottomless pit uncovered Greek tongue hath his name Apollyon image lovers hiding behind pagan symbolitry in their groves nothing hidden from the Lord the truth will expose in spirit and truth setting on fire their shape shifting grey raven It will not rise again from the ashes their verse nine eleven He will cast your carcases upon the carcases of your idols and my soul shall abhor you The rest of the men remain idle which were not killed by these plagues yet repented not Giving undue honor and regard to created forms other than God When our Lord Jesus with fire in his eyes returning the Lamb shall overcome them For He is Lord of lords King of kings Deliberately smites the gold silver wood stubble hay and briar's one thousand years reigns with saints from Zion in the pit goes the liar then released to deceive then be cast in the lake of fire opened wide with earth melting heavens of fire they have no place to hide                                                                                                                        ---NOTES- Istanbul or New rome The city was built on seven hills as well as on the Bosporus, and thus presented an impregnable fortress enclosing magnificent palaces, domes and towers now has a mosque on each hill - The Vatican Hill is not one of the famous seven hills of Rome Vagitanus- is this paganism approximating to Christianity or Christianity degenerating into paganism?" -- Milman Rev 9:20 Lev 26:30 Rom 1:23 Isa 44:10 																		 								

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Poignant Inferences Of Our Indifferences

Fear conquers and guides them like sheep in a trance with their weak-willed existence only leaving nothing to chance defy and define this reality to your making I was born into blessing behold your creation Worship the free thinking for they think like God's weaving such narrow path so the sheep don't stray off seems that religion, in my opinion started off as an experiment until it's control was so spiritual it became a universal experience the only path ever laid out was to follow or burn close your eyes into religion, or open them, to learn My evolution was a revelation I could not foresee gave my all to be all me thus, escaping such dull sanity don't let the fear drive you away to become one little lost sheep thinking they know everything yet, follow so blindly A million billion stars await to see if I shall fade if that day becomes my fate I won't care what comes to be for I am free from your influence as you try and pull me down don't you know I laid at the bottom and escaped the worst of it somehow Whats the use of a follower or a leader to guide control telling them what they need to hear to feel less fear than before careful now not to fall asleep for it could be your death walking in the demonic trance right over a rocky cliff as you say your fighting for pretend beliefs with no realization left for yoursellf as if you were not even existing except to follow the thought trails of someone else.

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There it is again;
That word called forgiveness. 
We can't fight it.
We can't deny it.
We can't ignore it.
It has been done for us,
Now it is our time to do so for them.
Now it is our time to give it to them.

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True it is
That it intoxicates
True it is
That it makes men bend
When ought be straight
True it is
That it makes men bow
When ought be seated
True it is
That it makes men fall
When ought be standing
True it is
That it drives emotions
With totality in itself
Once had
It makes men boast
It begets pride
To the fool
And builds the humility
Of the humble
It increases the wisdom
Of the wise
It makes the noblest
Of men, Vile
It helps the good
Conquer fears
And live a life
To be remembered 
For generations
In the right hand
It can help a nation
Become a super-power
In the wrong
It can destroy
What is left of it
For with most
Absolute power
Corrupts Absolutely

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In The Shadow of the Valley

in the shadow of the valley
in the garden of light above
sits a tower of thoughts unknown
around the tower
grows the flower
of sight and love
from the father
to his children
the one and only 
joy and untold bliss
to people
who are below
the gates of heaven
and above 
the inferno below.

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My Lord and Savior

My Lord and Savior knows my heart. He rules my life - wish had from the start. He'll always be there for me I know, and make my life one real big show. I was born again and love my life. My Savior shows me the best of all. He catches me if I was to fall and knows how to make me happy. Never have I been so full of life and never have I been able to say my Lord and Savior shows me the way. So how can I end my story but to say I will always live in God's Glory.

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Owner Of A Lonely Heart

With all the pain and hurts
The suffering
And the turmoil
Our lives have gone through
We are an 
Owner of a lonely heart

...With sins 
Judgment will fall
Souls lost, mingling around
Emptiness inside
We must be an
Owner of a lonely heart

What now -
Shall we do?
Will we continue?
To scatter around, looking for answers
That we may not be an
Owner of a lonely heart

In a Cross 
A man died
For our sin washed away
Salvation through acceptance
There can be no more
Owner of a lonely heart

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The Ultimate Sacrifice

Scorned by friends,
Betrayed even by your own body as it	
     Died, and
Rejected last by the one closer than yourself.

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The words of a sinners drunken pen

Take me to where the sun is bright and 
where my eyes can see even in the night.
A delight to indulge in heavenly beauty may not be free,
 but oh lord alter the price for me.
This world that I dwell in is full of sin,
which impedes out efforts to win.
Gold,silver and the finest jewels couldn't compare to the greatness within,
that I fell so near in times of despair.
A  feeling that I dear not compare.
The snare of the devil is near.
His power is strong, but not as strong as my superior. 
Therefore his tricks can never make me inferior.
So my eyes is so well connected to the virtuous path.
As I realizes what lyes within my self.
The keys to power,mercy and help.As I embrace all that is good I understand who i am and who I can be. I can see the sweet picture like candy.
I can see the land were blades of grass point
 aggressively towards the divine sun.
I can hear the land where trees of wise old age sing beautifully,
when the gentle breeze brush against an olive tree.
A sound that calms the sinners cry.A place where there is no sudden death,corruption and pain,but just peace.Never the least,take me to where the sun is bright and where my eyes can see even when its night.

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And He Shall Reign Forevermore

Life is he
He is life
No darkness shall prosper,no evil shall prevail
In his light
His reign shall remain forevermore

The one true Father
that stands above all others
The creator,the Alpha,the Omega
These are but few of his titles
Of he who shall reign forevermore

No weapon shall come against you
No enemy shall overtake you
No demon shall possess you
Through faith he will protect you
I know misery,sadness, and temptation
No more,no more
For he shall reign forevermore

Is he the almighty

Through our faithness in the Lord
From his promises, are rewards galore

His awesome power
The glory of the heavenly Father

The devil cannot tempt me
no more,nevermore
Because the will of God shall remain forever
So too his reign forevermore

Can you hear it,can you sense it
Can you feel him, his presense
His love, his omnipotence
Always present, never absent

Forever is the Lord
The Lord is forevermore
His love, his kingdom, is eternal
Condemnation exists no more,nevermore

Thus the Lord shall reign FOREVERMORE

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A Choice

Jesus was not a choice
He was thrust upon me
From my youth
He gave his life 
So I could live
And find salvation
And give and give
But take I must 
For I’m a fool
Certain to die
And live like a tool

But the Buddha 
He lived in between
Denial and joy
Siddhartha Gautama
Lived the middle way
Devadatta tried 
To kill his soul
A Judas at best
They both it seems 
Had the same goal.

The Euphrates 
And the Ganges 
Both still flow
And people 
Have loved upon
Both banks
So I ask you this question
“How do I save my soul”?
With Jesus or Buddha 
Whom do I pay the toll?

To live in heaven
Or back on the earth
As I try to become
An angel of mercy
A Bodhisattva I’m not
Though I’d like to
Get it right,
The first time I try
Hear me dear Lord
And tell me why?

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Holy books says it all
You taught me how to crawl
This will never change
Never ends never fades
Dear God where you are?
Shattered piece of childish dreams
This will never change
Never ends never fades.

I can fight for all my life,
Not broken, not broken inside
Never be so frustrated,
Not going to commit suicide.

Fuc*ing faith will fall,
Mortals will stand tall
Hell and heaven are all the same
Live your life, don't die in vain

Only you and I can make 
A better world for tomorrow
Have faith in yourself
And wipe off the tears of sorrow

Make me scream, Make me cry
I'll never fail to try.
This night's has an end
No pain will remain

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Thin Lines

Such powerful boundaries
that force the crossing of a dangerous tighrope
Man’s all-encompassing, unfortunate trapeze
is smaller even than a hair’s breadth
yet still so significant
a great divider for mental states
love and hate
bravery and stupidity
courage and fear
genius and insanity
How sad that small borders actually unseen
are virtually the driving forces behind stigmas
held practically everywhere

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Rest in Peace Mozart

Dispatch you, officer. 
For you were to rescue me
Just twenty five years ago. 

Yet with your allusiveness
and all, I am not so

Sirens still linger 
in these streets, though. 
As I wait for your arrival. 

I am afraid, though, 
It is too late for 
Safety's sake.

And yes, you were once my
Hero, but like Salieri, 
I too burned your icon.

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All who do not know what to expect
The ladder of faith we do climb
The whiteness of the clouds above forever shine
The whiteness of the now bright mist as we climb higher
The clouds disapear before our eyes
We climb the whiteness of the mist above the ladder reaching as we
Climb and climb till we reach the very top
The brightness of the whiteness of heaven never hurts our eyes
All of the clouds disappear with now the mist of whiteness forever surrounding
We see a figure at the highest point the whiteness never fades
It is so bright and the light of whiteness is calming to our souls
The eternity that we are met with
The Lord and the Mist of whiteness from above now ever clear
Heaven is where we are chosen to be finally
The whiteness of the mist,  the Lord and Me

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Every Soul a Battle Ground

When did every soul 
become a battle ground?

When did every man
Speaking words of imitation divinity
Become God?

When did Judgement Day come,
And how many Gods now stand to judge?

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Hold Steady

Car on fire smoking
Alternator shot
400 dollars drained
Pockets empty
Hold steady...

Coffee spilled on laptop
Fights at work
Anger from financial strain
Anal retentive drivers
Hold steady...

Car fixed, thank God
Laptop dried out still works, thank God.
Arguments end, thank God
Drivers live another day, thank God
And since then...

I always thank God and somehow.... Hold Steady.

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Nine Circles of Immorality

Different sins...
Lusting after a man I've never met
Wrathful of the woman he's with now
Envious of the way he caresses her
Lusting for the inseam at his pants
Gluttony at the dinner table, rubbing my foot up his leg in private, while drinking wine
I'm too proud to wait for him to be done with her; it should be over sooner
Greedily I still entice him every chance I get, to join me in my bed
Although he is still hers...somewhat

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Hawking and Dawkins

The visible world 
And the Universe,
- (Little as we know of it)
Have the indefinable stamp
Of personality on them.

That is clear - even to fools.

Meanwhile in our world,
Hawking and Dawkins –
Dr. Woe and Dr. No 
Sam Harris and all the rest
Stumble about
In tiny circles 
And shout -
“We have no doubt
Physics exist and scientific method too,
The rest of it is an irrational zoo
Of superstitious nonsense!
God does not exist,
Nor do I,
It is all a dream,
Pie in the sky.”

Then Dawkins says he’s hungry
And Hawking says he’s thirsty
And Sam Harris, sitting
On the fence, smartly dressed, says:
“Chocolate fudge for me.”
Only the restaurant doesn’t exist!
No Dunkin’ Donuts
No McDonalds
No TGIFs or Ruby Tuesdays.

“We shall wait a trillion years,” concludes Dawkins,
“No, a trillion, trillion, years,” says Hawking,
“And then what?” asks Sam Harris?
“Then you will get fudge,” says Hawking, smirking.
“By the law of random numbers,
Chocolate fudge will be reconstituted
Out of atoms.”
“But, says Sam, logical to the last,
“I cannot wait 100 trillion years for my sundae!”
“In the case,” says Dawkins, “you’ll have to die.”
“Why? – Have you gone mad?
- You know that you can’t ask “why”, 
  It is an illegitimate question.
It’s like asking, “Why do birds fly?”
“Well, why do they?” asks Sam Harris.
“I can give you the equations,” says Hawking

Just then there is a boom, like thunder.

“What was that?” say Dawkins and Hawking.”
“Wait!” says, Sam Harris – who suddenly goes pale:
“That was God, fellas.” 
“So what is the scientific answer?” says Hawking.
Sam goes red.

“Well, actually fellows, she said: 
“Tell Hawking to answer the question why birds fly
In plain language, not by equations.”
“Here is a pot of glue Hawking,” says Dawkins.
“What for?” says Hawking.
“Because now you are stuck!” says Dawkins, 
Laughing his head off..

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The Passion

The passion,
A struggle for the inner soul,
A yearning for a relationship,
Showing only tender affection,
Forgives the abomination of our scorn,
And takes our taste of hell,
For a life to cherish,
In an attempt to save,
Which too often only causes bamboozle,
But when accepted,
The crown of thorns bursts into bloom,
And the flame never dies.

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Winter's secret beauty
born within the grey
of stormy clouds,
formless vapors crystallized
to miniature glassine sculptures
unique beyond comprehension,
drift earthward to linger a season
and cleanse a soul in reflection
on a singular Creator.

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For Who You are to ME

Lord, how often we thank you
For health
For wealth
For friends
For family
For security

But Lord, how often do we thank you
For who You are?

For your beauty
For your wisdom
For your justice
For your compassion
For your mercy
For your majesty
For your faithfulness
For your power
For your love

Oh, Lord, my God
The beauty of your love
That knows no conditions
That knows no bounds
That knows no reason
That knows no favoritism
That loves till it hurts
That gives and gives
And then gives again
To the very point of death.

Lord, I DO want to thank you
For all you’ve done for me
For setting me free
For loving me
For my family
For my sure destiny
But most of all, Oh Lord
Most of all……

I want to thank you ……………

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Enter Muharram

And when the Barking Dog died
We saw the new tzadik arise
His face kissed and adored by the Prophet
His rights stolen for profit
Inherited by the Increasing One
Increasing only in iniquity 
Inherited only because he was the Dog's son
Will we never have serenity?

And as the sun rose on a bright day
The High One's son arose to pave the way
For the future of revolutions
Last-ditch solutions
Fighting even know when you're at loss
Fighting for your values at the highest cost

I hear there's support for me in Kufa
And hence I must make my way there
But I know support for me will disappear
But like a moon in the sky our line will only reappear
Our message will stay clear
But today the light dies
And my spirit will swim through the skies
My blood will seep
Into the earth so deep
My special companions will lie next to me
My partisans in Kufa will surely spring into action
Though long after my sacrifice has been sanctioned

O Lord
I give my life to you
Cut me up
In a thousand pieces
And you will only receive a thousand voices
All simultaneously in praise
This nightmare is simply a phase
Until I am admitted to the heavens for eternal delight
Let me be an example to my partisans
For they are my people I leave behind
As I die here on this bloodied earth
Here in Karbala', the Land of Sorrow

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Atlas Slugged

An Atlas slugged hanging from his foot by a noose of his own makings                protocols of destruction these consider themselves elders faking				   copper smiths of there own design over their head in the swelling ford 		        just because they consider themselves little gods does not make them Lord	                    their report from iron mountain a disneying witch mountain					  enticed they lay in wait for the own blood a broken stagnant fountain                 	          War was a part of the economy the people expendable ammo		                 reasons stand if you tell a lie long enough it is still a lie bravo		              extraterrestrial the devil and demons cast out of heaven 				            waiting ever thousand years for there batman wedden					               dark eleventh knight their superman universal grey ghost 				               what ever to hide the truth from the majority of the host 					          by peace the anti-christ will destroy many policy twenty-one					       they are unhinged four atop in eight different languages but accord one	                look at their Georgia Guide stones their end justifies their means 				 heaped behind curtains of oz down under their wizardly machine        		               with their false commandments ten of their sorite cities where all 			              motors stopped but they cant get off stuck in their throat a voodoo doll                 drinking tainted blood of a Moravian dynasty of a Tiburtine Sibyl                                   reruns of a Orwellian Blavatsky’s snuff books of hidden uncivil			              they talk to their Seth's try to be gods without God oldest lie there is		        methodius of a pseudo Mithra's as Jezebel the false prophetess                           trampled of horse and rider ate by the dogs an unrecognizable burial vault                     cast in the field of iniquity like white dung a pillar of salt					         unknowingly predicts her own death not at the hands of her false gods stabbed 	          but by the True and Living God And thou shalt smite the house of Ahab 		        thy master,that I may avenge the blood of my servants the prophets, 	                        and the blood of all the servants of the LORD, at the hand of Jezebel.																							                                                                                                                                           				

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Joys from Heavens

The time of year when the joys 
Rain down form Heavens
When the families get together, 
When the children look up in  hope
Santa’s fill surprise in the socks at night
When the snowman appears in gardens
There comes a the giggles and chants
Colored balls in trees and stars shining
Exchanges of greetings nights of prayers
We gather to celebrate the coming of Joy
Night to celebrate the Holy Jesus
Night to celebrate new Life, for its
The time of year when joys 
Rain down from Heaven…

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My religion

i saw the thickening
dark velvet cloud
approaching the place
upon which my little soul
dreams of the nada
that is near to come

below it lay the clear
yellowish ocean that
reflects the burning Sun
upon its cruel waves
that know only how to
slap on the infinite sand

when i looked back
there were men floating
in the air an inch above the ground
their faces were unclear behind
the hood of the red Dominican priest-like
robe that suggests the coming of Hell

i turned the pages of the Scriptures
and found the pacifying truth
of salvation, the serenity that i once longed for,
the assurance of being taken away
from the sharp fangs of the wicked
and the promise of infinite journey

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The Ifs of Life

The Ifs of Life

Daddy always used to say:

Ifs are like the tower of Babylon,
They can’t get you anywhere.
Only by the  facts of a life can one get
From here to there.  

A verse from my poem,  “Daddy Always Used To Say.”

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God's Tea Pot

     Angel designated highest position,
sanctifying partakers from God's tea pot

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I'll be something better this time

You used to help me in the beginning
we would study about prayer
but then that all got pushed aside
The love we had for each other was there
and we forgot everything else
That's the relationship I'm working on now
because I would smile and pretend
and push my inner most feelings aside
My conscience was dead
and my soul and joys were going with it
I still long to feel how I used to 
from that spiritual high
I know us together will be just fine
we worked I know that
everything around us now 
just needs to fall into place

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The Cold Red bud

Sent to his on tree in truth and fabled firewood topped
so if you sow with the liar you will lose your crop
Thoughts of the tree of the forest pensively accursed
a story likened to that is written in true verse
Red bud with pinkish betraying lips
in those same hours like blood drips
for those in the field of iniquity He loved to the end
The purer meets the lips of an unfaithful friend
a hardy stake to fall upon with this kiss not counting the cost
while stealing a kiss this fruitless one to perdition lost
The money will not save within his bag the silver cold
rolling coins bought for a price foretold
so full of darkness to say it was I
It is finished the Fruitful Tree cried
Poisoned by greed and the enemy
growing in the field of blood it is called the Judas tree
- by john beam -The Eastern Redbud known to Cherokees as Da-yi-go-gi or Liar. It is called this because it is the first tree to bloom in the spring often before the last heavy frost. If the farmer planted based on the Liar, the tender crops would be lost." David Cornsilk, Cherokee historian and activist

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Take an minute and let me explain, 
I want to hit your heart not just your brain.
There comes that point in one's life,
brings one to face joy and strife.
At that crossroad,
carrying doubt's heavy load.
It's time to re-energize the heart, 
time to return to the start.

Remember back when,
your new life began.
All old has departed,
a healing of the broken hearted.
Time goes and you grow,
the more days with Him the more you know.

The cold world out your window-sill,
can't snatch you from His will.
Closely you indentify with His cross,
for your eternal life his life was lost.

So take time in the past, 
to wade through memories vast.
Til you find the One,
the time you accepted His Son.
It's time to re-energize your heart,
time to return to the start.

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Life Through You

I wanna take a second to assess the situation
Rehabilitate my dedication
Which in turn, will turn my reputation
Over to you
I wanna take a second to show you my powers
Not the kind that breath fire or leap tall towers
The kind I received from blood in which I showered
When I turned my life..
Over to you
Potential beyond mental limits
Created to defy all gimmicks
Our salvation is our golden tickets
When I gave it....
Over to you
I change myself to alter my perspective
And now I stand here with a new objective
I've learned impossible  is a defective elective
when I passed it....
Over to you
So I Step forth and felt his blessing,
Receive the tungh I use for professing
Now the blind can see the deft hear me confessing
That life I live.. according to you

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The Diseased All-Seeing Eye

A penny for your thoughts is hardly a bargain the bottom line rests in the margin the separation between two different worlds it hits me it spins me it chokes me, I hurl Thats when I was coming back now I'm coming to back when I was so young I didn't know what to do that's when the world was new and everything exciting now its just boring drama more and more I'm finding If I had all the money I desired I would still be a liar because I don't really want any of it unless it takes me higher to a place of unmatched learning a place where Rome is still burning People come and people go I could live without them, though I have managed far enough to not look inside too much Disappointment in every turn less the violent fern that consumes you like flesh eating bacteria a fire that doesn't burn is not the truth rather a great big lie and liars get what they deserve from the all seeing eye

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The Passage To My Life

Master may I feel the pain in my head?
  May I feel the fear as my dreams all lie dead?
Gripping my soul are the claws of your ways-
  Their tight lust around my throat!
You desire me.
  You have me.
    You hold me with the force of dirt on the dead.
Your will is my grave-
  A pit with no end,
    No escape.
  I flee deeper to you.
      I fall to the depth of your being.
          I am erect in the bosom of your power.
You are my power.
  You are my love.
    You are my master.
Master may I see all the sights of my soul?
  May I be the yearning redemption of the meek?
Stand me up.
  Slap me down.
    Grasp my life and throw it to the sea of sunken treasures.
My potential has been squandered in a cage.
  My grand talents are on display-
    Unseen in the bath chambers of rickety mansions,
      Bombed in the wars of possession.
Master may I be?
  May I feel?
    May I rise to completion?
      May I fall to failure?
I don’t care,
  But all in the way of freedom-
    Passage to my life.
Such a narrow stretch of ground before me,
  Engulfed by the dark night of my soul.
    My balance shaken on the beam
      Assaulted by the unseen arms that surround me
        Harassed by fears for the future and thoughts of my past.
Master may this be…
  The passage to my life.

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Abundant Touch

blood, sweat, and tears
nailed to a cross
crown full of thorns
your life was lost
for me, a worthless sinner
for me
a new beginning
I leave the past where it remains
I've been transformed
I've been restored
condemned no more
I wear the chains no more
I am free

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The Answer to the Question

I give you life, you come to me
I give you me, you shatter me
I give you enjoyment, you dull of me
And while I'm happy, you sadden me
I give you faith, you question me
I give you the answer, now reason with me
I help you through freedom, you burden me
This life is mine, please follow me
I lead you merry, you barren me
This life should be of my example, you exclude me
I make you suffer, still you question me
Now I make you better, you forsake me
I give you love, you hate on my behalf
I give you a whole, you give me half
Now I'm moving forward, you take the lead
Make all of me suffer, you bury me
Now I'm gone, I'm you
Now can you see?

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Life is a Journey

Life is a Journey
To my brother and sisters as you travel along the high of life, I want you to keep in your mind the road condition. There is going to be rainy days, sunny days, fog that will make it hard for you to see. Let us not forget about the snow and ice that can cause you to slip and fall. Watch out for pot holds and detours that will cause you to get off track. 
Along this highway that you are to travel, you are going to meet many others. Some of these people will be going in the same direction; these may prove to be good company, so fellowship. There are going to be some that are standing still on the side of the road or just stranded in need of help or they may be lost. You might want to stop and pull out the old trusted Atlas, that book of books, Basic Instructions Before Leaving Earth, your Bible. Sharing the word just might save someone.
As you continue to travel down the highway of life, there is going to be people who are going in the wrong direction. These you want to be verrry careful of!!! Help them to turn around if they are willing to listen, but do not let them cause you to crash and burn! Stay focused their direction is detrimental to soul as well as yours so beware! 
While you are traveling down the highway of life with your spiritual license, use your knowledge are the wisdom found in your trusted road Atlas, that book of books; Basic Instructions Before Leaving Earth, the Bible. If your path has been true and your heart has been in your journey, this highway that you have been traveling should bring you to the interstate, the interstate to Heaven.
Beware! This Highway to Heaven is paved with good intentions and if you turn the wrong way, it can easily become hells highway. Stay diligent and strong in the Word and use good judgment in all things that you do.
You will meet many people along the way, some will be Angels in disguise, and others will be demons. The Angels are a blessing, but the demons , well they will offer you free rent with free heat but the costs is very high. 
Well I have come to the end of this roadside assistance and I will leave you with this, so keep it next to your heart. Life is a journey so sit back and enjoy the ride. You are in good hands with Jesus! 

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Secrets Spoken Without Discretion

The logical way to deduce and to reason.
  To monitor time.
    To chart the changing of seasons
To believe.
  To have faith.
    To trust in sweet Jesus.
      To pretend that god's will does nothing but pleases.
To smile.
  To cry.
    To hate.
      To fear.
To compulsively
    Long for the one you hold dear.
The slap of the sea against the jagged face of granite.
  The profound, minute presence
    In the universe, of our planet.
All that we know is known and not known.
  Significance lost to the more significant significance.
    The grandeur of the glorious lost to the tempering of the monotonous.
Every other day I dream.
  Laboring away my life in the in-between.
Nothing said.
  No breath lost to conversation.
Within my head
  The perpetual drone of resounding contemplation.I steal from myself more than any thief could ever pull thru my bloody hands.
  My fears cause more pain than any loss I have ever known.
    My desires drive me with a passion greater than any pleasure I have ever
All that I have imagined has dwarfed all that I have experienced.
  And yet, the mysteries of my mind validate my existence.
    So much power 
      Over such little substance.
Every other day I dream,
  Laboring away my life in the in-between.
I walk without moving
  Across a world I can't see.
I have devoured my own soul for sustenance,
  Yet I am left starving.
Who could enjoy the feast,
  Having eaten themselves while they waited?
Every morsel has no flavor.
  Each bite of this life is bland.
Though I strive to enjoy and to savor,
    I cannot help but spit-out your offering of sand.

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A Remorseful Life

 Thorns piercing through my heart while it's burning. Vines flowing out of my soul, and I look to the sky. Hallelujah, I'm alive. Hallelujah I'm whole.

 Smoke of cigarettes flame out into the open. Feelings of charm and warmth pass across my lungs. I see twelve or more dwarfs marching in rows. One of them stepped on my toes.

 Planes flying into the fog, and women being rapped in the alleys. The life we lead are lies, planned out like puppets from another dimension.

 Time can't save us. We save time to save us. The sun goes down, and everything is quiet. Birds chirping, and the wind blowing white snowflakes onto my face.

 Walking passed the church. Blood on White. Everything's a fight. We rise to the golden gates and we look upon the spirits.

 The leaders and missions fail. It's not the end of this tale, when soon there will be more blood shed. Anger and hatred have no room. Live the life you are born to lead, or you will just be another blood on white.

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Grown? Yes. 
Big and proficient
Religion the father of being
Old-coming the days prior
To all flesh heard of
Then was a baby born
Born on palms, crying and writhing
Without way, merry and say
This was the beauty of days ancient
Seeing nuclei of mystery and greatness sprout 
And religion carried the thing undefined
Round and around, heeding and feeding it
It cried often and wronged often
And was often exonerated a thing minus brain
Now grown it is
Respect, honor and reverence of old no longer
The hands that fed it in past
Has it licked and bitten
It’s turned a beggar without gratitude
To carry religion places absurd
Of philosophies heathen
Whereof it wasn’t taken young
Like the earth being born of the universe
Has learnt  to bear the universe 
Dumping it into the Pacific
Aaaah! A rhetoric eternal
The predator will die before the prey 
Recover your uselessness man
How you began in the flesh
And are now given to end in spirit for free
What a mystery unveiled
There was a way that led you home always 
When you had home none
That’s more reverent than the opportunist that follows the tide
In pockets unmannered we’ve overtaken 
The womb that bore us
And man is a servant become master
Like a child rapidly promoted to sit on the father’s chair
Will the squirrel mock the poor hole 
That saves her from the craving hunter?
Perhaps when the child grows

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God's Planet

God’s Planet

In the beginning God created the Earth
He filled it with plants and animals of every kind
Filling the oceans and building the mountains
He made a place for His favorite creation
Creatures that looked like him who lived in peace
Giving Him love, respect and obedience
Humans grew, changed and multiplied beyond His expectations
Single beings became unified clans
Clans became wandering tribes
The tribes became villages and the villages became cities
Cities grew and again the humans changed
They saw the world in a different way
The world was simply a resource to be overused and abused
Ancient forests were murdered for the wood for fancy furniture
The ground was raped for the gold and silver for vanity’s jewelry
The beautiful metals were replaced by rotting garbage
Humans had learned to use what he needed long before
Now, he has learned how to be wasteful
Animals and birds, human’s cousins, were killed for sport
Others were abused by humans who swore to care for them
The crystal clear air man and animals needed to survive
It too was a place for poisons more numerous to mention
Even the God’s gift of water was not safe from humans
The remains of plants and animals long extinct were used to power the human world
Thick coats of black oil and sludge destroyed the breath-taking wilderness
Birds and fish died so humans could drive to buy food instead of growing what they needed
More destruction at the hands of the human species
In the end, everything that God had given man was used, abused and destroyed
Humans had made their mark all across the planet
In the long term God will see what humans had done
He will see that His gift was something humans could not handle
In a flash animals and plants, shining oceans and the air will return
They will thrive on a new pure planet
In that flash, that millionth of a second God will know what to do
Humans, those who were chosen to be the closest to God
God will not even think of them after what they had done
And God’s virgin planet, His chosen world, will remain a paradise
All without man

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Some keep the Sabbath going to Church
I just keep staying at home
with thunder for a chorister
and an ochard for a dome 

Some keep the Sabbath in Surplice
I just wear my wings
instead of tolling the bell for Church 
our little Sexton sings

God preaches a noble Clergyman
and the serman is never long
So instead of getting to Heaven
at last, I'm going all along

NOTE: not my poem just a very inspirational and special poem to me.

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unbalenced light and dark

the balence of light and dark
has merged with 
its own balenced 
perfection, was light
is what was dark,
what it is ,
is what it was,
for it will never be
its own perfection,
and darkness
still never
the light.

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Mask of the Faithless

Why do you run oh faithless one from the direction of his affection? where are you going whilst never knowing the stone foundation of that one true belief Things that aren't seen aren't always not there think of the oxygen you breathe in the air think of what made you and why your here surely the reason exists just to believe in For I am here for you if ever you need together we'll enter intense questioning until we find answers that content the soul or bask in your destruction like a great living black hole One cannot be so stuck in intrigue if he never questions there is no direction floating aimlessly on a sea of dead horses these are the forces that trick as they treat Demons are angels and angels are felt inside as your idol invading with stealth controlling your process then you are owned never again, to be forgiven and atoned Now deemed unworthy cast out by the Lord who doesn't exist now at all, anymore in your warped mind destiny in your palm void of the meaning and never reach a calm The rivers now run in red pools of blood as the false God remains worshiped comes the death of all love never such an evil as the nefarious nephilim known as the creator of man's original sin.

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illogical prayer

That day, the sky delineates the beauty of a golden dusk,
The dusk which shed the azure of a day,
The dusk which seduce the earth to picked up her shadow upon the moonlit,

To the dear night she sang,
Chanted about the grief of a daylight,
Wrapped neat the anxiousness within the side of a jaded soul,
Shush the wishsong when the world began to burke,

That day, in the hubbub sense tucked a prayer,
A prayer with all improbabilities of a reality,
A prayer with all of the naivete,
Is the prayer in her desire to have a pair of impossibilities,

A pair of wings,

A human being who literally could not set down the sky with her bare feet,
A gifted creature with the remarkably things around her yet full of limitations,
A naive prayer but able to bring tiny grin on that day,
That day, that single beauty returned to her essence as a needy creature who craved for the existence of the almighty

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god's love

love is a challenge
but we all get
through it..
you lose the ones 
you love
so you think...
you feel your life the
walls of sanity 
are collapsing around you..
forgetting that no
matter what state 
of mind you're in
that god will
ALWAYS have your back,
love you no matter what
he will stand in the middle
of the battlefield
with you and your mind

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To See

To learn make mistakes
to live sacrifice
to believe, let go
to know, believe 
In order to be . . . first you must see!

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If I were God

If I were God
Things would be better
Cause I could enjoy sex!

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Where Are We Going

The soul asks…Where am I going? How will I get there?
God said…You would go where you will with me by your side.
The soul asks… What direction should I go? Where should I start?
God said… Pick a direction. Seldom does a journey lead where you expect it.

The soul asks… What if I’m wrong? What if I need to be somewhere else?
God said…You would be where you need to be if you help and do no wrong.
The soul asks… How will I know if I am wrong? I’m not always right?
God said… No one is perfect that’s why there is forgiveness.

The soul became quiet as he walked on then…

The soul asks… How will I know when I have done right?
God said…You would have brought a smile to the world with a warm heart.
The soul asks… I cannot see what you can. What if my gift is too small?
God said… No gift is too small. Be content and walk with me.

And they did… And it was right…

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O Jesus! In our hours of pain and cold
And uncertain star it's hard to please the vulgar
As the variable seeds by the mountain height your body as it is trembling 
With innocent madness; when pain and anguish like wire do tricks 
Of colder snake but a paramount angel will grow within you.

Yet I witness the bloody eagles
Over you as they were eating the flesh heart off you,
Smelling your warm blood from your feet up
And hands, while you were calling your father’s name, and then I sprung.
I drink the poisonous wine and I eat the bread with ants.

I dream no more. Reality kills me and what I leave behind and it still,
And what it must I have taken it and I will take my child’s arms in pain; a tear
Which I freeze it to the foreseen world.

I cannot blame any barbarians nor the king or emperor;
All of them should pay. One way or another as seal road will rise.
I should be there, and I should be served you as a monster angel
Or a humble old man before you.

I do feel my rage; in cold and in the deep sea, while I am deflowering 
This lovely rose from the virginal pond, and I fear it, and you should
Because there will be no more time for which I rise 
Against those who will dare to doubt.

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Dear Lord

Dear Lord

I know I'm not perfect
I can always do much more
But I ask that you protect
I pray to you my lord

Forgive what I have done
Things that cause my shame
I thank you, the holy one
For calming all my pain

Sincerely your servant
Who doesn't deserve it

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A Vending Machine in Nashville, 2013

Head or tails is that your good side or the bad 
shiny, worn, new, old, smart, stupid societal
cash register?

We all get piled up.

Your denomination tells your class: two cents or fifty
indentations of personality ealge, flag, ego or in 
God do you trust? 

Fold a twenty the right way 

Now do you believe in hell? 

No. I know your type: the fake quarter the boy 
scored, poor and bored at the railroad tracks  
bashed, smashed, beaten, used. 

We all get piled up. 

God only collects the shiny coins. 

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Writing upon the scroll,
year after year
day after day
the monk lives for the painted work

He prays and draws
He prays and writes
Eloquent brushstrokes
fall like soldiers into place.

Who can say that
not an inch beneath them
lies an army of letters
too vulgar for the eye to see
too forbidden for the soul to taste.

Lost in his set serenity, the monk
takes no heed of the bewailing clamour
the ships, the heathen helmets and the crowd.

Lost in his world he covers
the threatening set of words,
ignoring that in seconds
he'll be a hidden palimpsest

a human palimpsest
a crust of curdled blood.

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The Temple Drummer and Piper

        for J.C. Alldridge

Flexor of the Temple's
Flexuous moulded walls
The high reliefs sallying through your
Flaunting fingers
Wrap the holy-comer with your
Invocatory maul
While word of Vedic prayer
Seeps from some steepening Brahmin wall

O stretched bowel of your potted paunch
In perspiration's puffing piped paean
Rivet the eyes of man and god
Outside the walls of priestly palaver

Monotonic bell and OM
     OM and monotonic bell

 ©: T. Wignesan - Paris, 1957 (from Tracks of a Tramp. Kuala Lumpur-Singapore: 1961; first pub. in "Forum Academicum", University of Heidelberg, 1957)

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To Which I Have Been Blessed

So I just want to live this life to the fullest
To which I have been blessed.

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In Your Eyes

I gaze deep inside your tear struck lives
to view the world inside the lies.
outside are walls built to bide
beneath the fears you cannot hide,
Worries, wares, will get you naught
for I can break through perils wrought 
This powers strong, so vivid,
 through battles fought
I can't control this strength of God.
Its easy to know, to see your soul
for what lies below the facade you show.
Invade, Intrude, give, and take
Your feelings, thoughts, and heart of gold.
No one but I can quench your thirst
for want, for need, for the unknown,
the fire that dries your souls drenched dreams
of loving, laughing, living indeed.
The Doors that allow my entrance bold
are the start, the end, and centerfold.
In past, in present, in future told
Me of the pain you still hold.
I will reside, stay a while
inside your heart filled with denial
and change your motive 
erase regret, As I wander 
In your eyes

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LOST down a Dark path

Years i felt it, there was know way out of the abiss, no point in giving a shout, who would hear it and who would care? so alone in the world just as if it was bare. 

My cries went un heard, no comfort i felt, alone to dwell with the cards i had been dealt, 
years of waiting with dark thoughts in my head, untill the same dark path led me to the light instead. 

The feeling of comfort knowing i was saved, my problem was someone elses i could be knowones slave, i thank GOD for saving me from that dark lonely time, knowone else could of reached me, not even myown mind. 

Now i walk in the light never to be alone an i seek to help others in the same way i was shown, so go in peace my brothers and sisters and hold your head high! 
. . never forget in times of hardship GODS right by your side.

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Salieri's Revocation

This morning there is fog,
it settles on the window
and rolls down:


and so spills out
a melancholy thought:
perhaps, perhaps,

'There is no God'.

-  During mourning,
 a grander purpose
would have given strength,
   but the day bleeds on,
   and you decay. -

And I, Salieri, 
like this fog do drop,
from grace
the final curtain,
the final gate.

come, the rain,
streaming down the face like tears,
do choke away the pain, 
for l'm not with God,
not today.

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The One

The one who is never seen
They walk right past and belittle her so
The one who is never heard
Who cries and yearns to be loved
Forgotten by the ones who gave her life
Those who hurt with words like a knife
The one who is never healed
Left with scars unseen and a soul that bleeds
She reaches into the dark, to be left alone
Alone in the world
The one who is never seen

The One who sees it all
He gives comfort to those who will call
The One who hears it all
My prayers go up to Him each day and he washes my pain away
The One who Loves
He gave His life to set us free, to be with Him in Eternity
The One who heals
With just one touch my scars are gone
My soul is saved and I am free
Free to love and free to be seen

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The Sabbath day

Day of Sweet repose
It is I you chose
To catch verily
oh so merrily
A glimpse of glory
To tell of you a story
How privileged I must be
That you have chosen me
So bless the lord
For revealing in His word
Your inexpressible beauty
That carries His children to unity
Bless the Lord, oh my soul
For after my troubles into you I roll
And you bask me in your enormity
Preparing my heart for eternity
To set apart time for my heavenly Father
To spend time with every sister and brother

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Knock, knock

We are not from Scottish Power,

or even British Gas.

We wouldn’t drag you

out of the shower

for anything less than

God.  And just to let you know 

how to achieve Eternal Life…


We are nothing like

the religious group

who called on you last night.

There is one major difference:

They are wrong, and we are right.


Certain substances must be avoided

like heroin and cups of tea.

Is it worthwhile mainlining – 

or enjoying Typhoo or PG – 

if, because of that, you cannot live

with God eternally?


You can stuff your face with chocolate, crisps – 

and Diet Coke is not outlawed.

You can even have some Red Bull

to wash down all that chocolate,

if you’re getting very bored.


You need to be baptised, and soon.

Your last one doesn’t count:

insufficient water, and you were too young.

What about the Baptist Church?

You’re being awkward now.

Okay, let’s cut straight to the chase.

No other church has authority 

from God.  We do. 

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Never Forget

What will happen when the public looks down on you?
Do you hide? 
Do you hang your head in sorrow? 
Don’t let it get to you! 
Know that God will always love you! 
No matter what He is there for you. 
Never forget that. 
He is always there. 
He has a purpose for everything that happens. 
Even when things seem bad, 
He has a way to work things out!

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An Evil World

It is an evil world we live in, it is darker than you think.
The demons of this lifetime are alive and well just as they 
have been for numerous years.

Blinded by the day's business, good people are often in denial 
and forget that the evil is here.  Though present during the day 
it is magnified at night.

Woe to us to be so engulfed in our own, often difficult lives 
filled with both joys and sorrows, that we don't see the 
spiritual battle over God's children... a battle between God's 
angelic forces and Satan's slick and evil minions.  This entire fact 
is not some sort of fiction but very real.

The demons invade some unaware humans.  Blindness to our 
own vulnerability can often result from our lack of awareness 
and listening to too many lies.

Witchcraft is real and vampires who drink blood and kill are so 
very much alive, their human shell would be just a memory if it 
were up to this world's dark prince, master of this realm.

So whose side are you on? This side of self-awareness, 
choosing the life with God who offers blissful and eternal rewards 
or do you belong to Satan intentionally or unawares?
Do you belong to him as he sucks the life, blood and soul out 
of yours and other human skins?

Make sure the path that you stay on is the one that really 
makes you happy, fulfilled and content.  Because the road is 
wide like a huge open jaw and without God's truth in
your life, the fiery pit is waiting for you.

If you enjoy being the devil's killing fields so that he can 
have his way, then by all means stay with the great liar 
and lover of this evil world... as for me, I always want to live in
God's bright and loving place.

by S.E. Clark

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feel the gentle breeze blow by
stroking your face on its way
watch the waves crash
desperatley reaching out
stare up and the stars
the only things that shine when it's dark
embrace the wrm glow of te sun
giving life te the earth
rain pours and lightening strikes 
hiding all that is good
for maybe one day the rains will cease and the clouds will roll away
on that day oy will be restored

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The freedom of faith

To be human
Man’s response to Eternal God by faith must be free
Therefore nobody is to be forced to embrace the faith against his will
The act of faith is on its very nature a free act
Eternal God calls men to serve Him in spirit and in truth
They are bound to him in conscience
But not coerced
This fact received its fullest manifestation in Father Christ Jesus
Father Christ invited people to faith and conversion
But never coerced them
For he bore witness to the truth but refused to use force
To impose it on those who spoke against it
His kingdom
Grows by the love with which Father Christ
Lifted up on the cross
Draws men to Himself


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big brother german

"My Big Brother" nach oben und unten auf der Straße
  Er konnte jeden treffen Sie sein
  Bespitzelung von Ihnen von der Straße
  Suchen in aus jedem Takt  "My Big Brother" ist das nicht süß?
  "My Big Brother" und ich weiß nicht, warum

  Gießen von oben in den Himmel
  "My Big Brother" der kommunistischen Spion
  Zuhören in Friss Vogel oder stirb
  Bringing sein Buch in  unterrichtet innerhalb
  My Big Brother, 1 - 800 - LET-US-IN
  Gefangen mit Papier und einen Stift Alles nur, weil, "My Big Brother" ließ sich in"My Big Brother" up and down the street
  He could be anyone you meet
  Spying on you from the street
  Looking in from every beat
"My Big Brother" isn't that sweet

"My Big Brother" and I don't know why
  Casting in from above the sky
"My Big Brother" the commie spy
  Listening in do or die
  Bringing his book in
  Taught within
My Big Brother,             1-800-LET-US IN      
  Caught with paper and a pen 
All because, "My Big Brother" let himself in

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Ancient people believed in myths,
so they created images of gods
worshiping them in beautiful temples...
but they refused to bow down
and worship the Omnipotent Spirit
who breathed life into Adam and Eve.  

They didn't see the powerful cosmos 
working in the infinite universe,
so they left their fate to the hands of gods
making up tales to honor them;
and not seeing all that the eyes saw in reality,
they rejected the belief of that Source.

And like them, some believe that everything
we see in night visions: stars and planets aligned so perfectly,
were created by a big explosion some billion of years ago,
thus rejecting the existence of a Creator...
and out of thousands of religions, only one attributed it to the true God;
even today most people follow in their footsteps, giving their souls to modern idols.

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Sweet Life of Mine

Rolling fields.
  Golden glow.
    Shine brightly to my soul.
      Forever in your hands.
Earth kissed feet.
  Hardened hands working tight, stubborn dirt.
Curse on curse alive in me.
  Snake strikes!
    My soul writhes
      Crush his head now dear one!
        He strikes again-
          Fierce and bitter.
  Poison in my soul rotting all my life.
    Days tripping into years-
      Lost for fallen times.
Ah, sweet sorrow.
  Oh, precious pain of tears unfallen.
    Aching moments plenty.
There is peace in rolling rivers that sit in lakes so still.
  Mountains jagged,
    Halting at the plain of flat golden fields.
Corpses can't cry.
  Dead men don't hear the dirges of the living.
    No tears have been found in locked coffins unearthed.
      But even there,
        In the abyss of night,
          The soul can mourn...
Curse upon curse.
  Ever a curse.
Ah, sweet life of mine.
  Turn like the river to the falls.
    Flow like blood from the painful, pierced side.
Dear, dear days drip away like the mad man's malady in the endless tombs of tight concrete
Golden fields forever?
  Curse upon curse.
    Lies mounting the dung of deception upon our heads.
Night upon night.
  Joy upon joy.
    Curse upon curse.
Ah, sweet life of mine!

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My Multi-Dimensional Window

I sit by my multi-dimensional window,
Seeing the beauty of God's nature,
I think that God's portrait is my favorite,
The beautiful white clouds shapely and divine,
Trees dancing in the wind, 
The sidewalk seems to go on forever,
Pedestrians greeting and visiting,
Cars stand like pioneer stories,
We have elevated from coach to car,
God's blessing to humanity,
I sip my cup of coffee and savour,
A delicious experience to enjoy.

Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz

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Freedoms Verse

Written in stone, not an honor but rather a reminder
Written into the bone, no longer in pain but in solace
Written and never gone, far longer than they should be
Written as a tear on someones cheek, that was never meant to be
Written as heroes for doing what we should all endeavor to do

Write their names down, carved into the depths of memory
A reminder there it shall sustain our thoughts and prayers
And serve to constantly acknowledge that they have already
Written freedoms verse.

P.S. Those of you out there who are writing this down, and think that perhaps you will pen the next poem or prose in its antithesis.  May I remind, that those who pen evils, will barely be a footnote to the epic that they have already written.

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The Good Lord, awakened by God

Shaky at first,
But just let go,
Let the good lord take hold,
The first few years were rough,
But the lord is tough.
Your world was unkind,
But you were saved,
The treasure of knowing Jesus was your find,
You were taught about, lust, sin, and bliss,
Taught to keep
That first precious kiss,
The one your husband wouldn't have to miss,
Because you waited,
You got hated,
Because f all those boys that wanted to be first,
But this kiss they didn't deserve.
The lord is who you serve,
He is the risen king,
He broke free from that prison ring.
Jesus died on that cross,
To serve as our boss,
He knows what's right,
 But Satan will try to fight.
The first few years were rough,
But the good lord sure is tough,
You were saved,
All because of his glory today.

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Prayer for my love

Endless please God don't let anyone bite my sweetheart
I don't mind her all boyfriends if not over-smart
Or with unknown guy if she wants to flirt
Don't let her go with the high flow
It will drown her I know

I don't mind if she spends night with friendly guys
Or for her if someone dies
Endless please God make her happy just be Nice!


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What If

what if there was no religion?
what if we spent Sunday mornings in a park, not in a church?
what if people gave out encyclopedias, not bibles?
what if instead of fighting over our beliefs, we celebrated our uncertainty?
what if instead of blind faith, we had insightful curiosity? 
what if instead of religious conviction, we had rational perception?
what if our morals were shaped from real life experience, not from a book? 
what if people were proactive with their concern, and did not pray? 
what if love was unconditional, not contingent?
what if you had freedom, not a plan?
what if people were good, because they are good, not because they are afraid to be bad?
what if people did crazy things because they are crazy, not because they are raised crazy?
what if earth is just lucky to be here, and is not made for you?
what if we lived our life, on our own terms?
would that be so bad?

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Damn That River

The sunset on the rio, long wish I could fight forever, strong wish I could might, everyone then I open wide, swallow the sun Now my rio is running fast current holds me under that forever lasts it is okay though, for I've grown gills adaptation through my elder will To that sunset on the rio, grand I'll take you there if you take my hand we'll take a trip if you make a plan open up the gateway to a far off land Evil ways that woman owned I felt the warning in every bone now I sit here, all alone for I've condemned her, from my home And the damage there, for all to see I wear it proudly, on my sleeve seems I survived what others couldn't guess I'm bragging though I know I shouldn't I know you can't stand the sight of me that feeling once came so naturally repetition in what your asking me are you blessed by the powers, that be?

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what evil lurks in the shadow of religion

what followed Jesus while he traveled alone?
well... God the father yes, but following Jesus 
to corrupt him, to destroy him,to defeat him, 
was sin, was evil, was one who if seen
by any but followers, would cower at its evil,
and bow in fear of what MAY happen if they do not.
we see it every day, and shrug for we cannot see, 
see the darkness that crawls lurking through and under
the shadow of religion, the very shadow 
of what is Holy, is interpreted as on thing
and seen as another, seen as a whole other,
other worldly, outer existent, world.  
and though we believe in Him
we all walk in its shadow
for we are not the Bible, for we are not of Holy
made in His image, found all over in His realm
and outside His world. but still living 
in the shadow of religion
we exist, we live... but do we repent?
yes? no? speak only to Him
to relieve yourself of your earthly scars
to release all of the weight
speak only to Him, for we are
in the shadow of religion... His religion
why do we say we are Holy
when we know... completely that we are not?
we may belong to Him, but are we Him?
do not yell but no, He is us, He is what He is.
follow him and you will be free
do not say you are Him, for you are not...
you are not Him... continue to walk
on this path, belong to Him
but you can still walk in the shadow of religion
evil lurks here, so does darkness
but light is in this shadow, and no matter
what or where you are, the light in this shadow
is stronger than darkness, anywhere in this
follow his path, and finish off 
ascending to the kingdom, the kingdom of Heaven,
of mercy, of bliss, you have endured,
endured enough, belong to Him, in His kingdom
let light live, for you will be with him.

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From his rib I was created
As his partner through and through
A mate from his soul, that makes me his soulmate
For him, I will always be here
I look upon his face
Which is sculpted with God's hands
Definite masculinity carried throughout infinity
I was made to love this man
Like the stars to the moon
I complement my Adam
Standing ignorant in his nakedness
He compliments his Eve
My love is submissive in his dominance
There is no other way
I am honored to be the Queen
To my handsome earthly King
We are Royalty in this Garden of Paradise
Perfectly molded in perfection
Crowned in an aura of heavenly excellence
Cloaked in God's good grace.

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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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Immortally yours, The Night Time Day Dreamer

I want to go lower, so I can survive the lifeless crazy if only I could scream so all the stars can hear me shadow dancing on the river Styx the river flows that way, while I swim this and I never ever, let her in again for she could do damage, beyond repairing for she could explode in me, like a great atom bomb and then I'm left dancing, beyond the beyond Will I ever, never come home? we shall know sometime, in the near unknown I've almost gone dead again living in the only constant lying in a bed of defeat bouncing right back, like a song on repeat I heal so fast, what was that which hit me? I've already forgotten, you were ever against me Undefeated, invincible this world couldn't kill me, in principle I'm the rising unholy, now know me, immortal three is the number, that makes my perfect circle I'm inside the night, all walled up tight I still haven't faded, that made it all right I've taken a turn, and learned to be better after wearing your skin, like an old sin filled sweater you couldn't get me, it tempts me to fail then maybe you would have, just once chance, in hell.

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The Human Condition





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I Crucified Him

Forgiveness oozes from the wound
Where my sin pierced his temple.
Eyes, full of pain from bearing the hate of the world
Bore into me.
The bloody hammer falls from my hand.

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The Broken World

We beheld the beauty of the first garden in originality
Life in its simplicity
An egalitarian world
Needs and wants afar us
We neither pray nor fast to feed belly 
We commune and fellowship face to face
Flesh and spirit is one
Death abortive

The proclaim wisdom acclaimed by man
Hamper it intended mission
Placed us amidst mess
Deviation from the state of merriment, rest, respite, jollity 
Who is to be blame?
The creator, the created perhaps the mediator
The blameless remain irreproachable
They’re will wheel us to this end
Selfish being
End of discussion hope for a new heaven

Behold you are the garden  
The seed to design second palace
Feed the feeble
The tree that shelter the vagabond yet build bridges
The river that giveth life
The Peace that accommodate conflict yet combat evils
You’re second Adam
Special breed ordained to bring heaven on earth

The mediator yet live
It intended mission yet live
Steal, kill and destroy
Girdle your heart and take your position
Now you are gods.
Build your dreamed world 
Habitable for all

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False Truth

All espoused theological doctrines,
Writings, teachings, commentaries,
Revelations, oral traditions of men
Oft sincere yet mythical fairy tales
Are major corruptions of the truth 
Revealed in God’s inspired Word,

Uninspired messages yet imagined 
Private interpretations e’er slanted
Teaching pregnant fallible theories
Benignly taught by untamed lips 
Thru soporific repetitious scripts 
Of visions seen and voices stirred,

False prophets offering fallacious
Ideas, beliefs, subliminal thoughts
Fabricated knowledge consumed
Entrenched paradigms, errant lies
And misleading heretical untruths 
All vying feverishly to be heard,

Minds addicted to deceptions told
Ancient in origin religious opiate
Of unintelligible babble delivered
Over millennia evil’s proponents
Unknowingly willingly expound
Tho’ obvious to the really absurd

Purposeful intent belies its goal
Annulling of sin’s death penalty
The choice once thought to bind
Yea in lieu if believed guarantee
In a flash, free will’s extinction
As if one sacrifice ne’er occurred
© Eugene Harvey

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Shalt Not

Run into open arms
Inviting secret charms
Race behind darkened doors
Harlots, rapists, worldly whores


Speak tones of love
Beautiful looking doves
Heavens gold is free and pure
Tempt me not just to be sure


Wise to listen but even glisten
As a drop of water listen
On angels wings now glide
Free from earthly pride

Thou shalt not hide!

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A Wandering Knight

A wandering knight
wambling in an endless road

Thinking to himself

Where the others are?
Taking care of what?

Who am I?
but a fading footprint

on a dark empty land
under a starless sky

seized by roaring shadows
and delusive hopes

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Deep are the minds that enquire
Of the reality of His being
And in their thought always dwell
The question of His person

They assign their soul its daily duty
Giving their heart its fill of work
To penetrate the abode
Of the Divine One

Have they found His path in a god
Which seems to know nothing about itself?
Is He hiding in the ideas of men
That He should be equalled with Plato?

Who has conferred on the ocean
Its very uncommon strength?
Who is he behind our intelligence
Who is God?

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beginning, freedom, middle, end

part 1
from start to finish
the start is opening its cover
to show us its freedom,
to show us its start,
and when that lead lined 
cover will open the 
beginning story will start
and that story shows
shows freedom, when
that first book has
slammed shut,
the second cover will
swing up...

part 2

in that second story
the tale will be explained,
in your life
your explanation will be
in words you know.
while that story is being 
read aloud,
your eyes will open wide,
and you will see that
cover slam shut
as the final words are read

part 3

when that third book will open
you know that these are the last words.
from the beginning freedom
to the middle and now end
you have heard words in the book,
no one knows your language,
but the one who spoke it to you,
you were taught by
             I AM
as the final cover closes
you need not read again.

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I feel so unworthy
You have forgiven me
I’m starting to lose my mind
Don’t understand anything
My sins are one of a kind

Guilt rips me apart
You feel it in my heart
I’m beginning to feel at peace
From Satan’s fiery dart
Like I’m free from a disease

If life is your test
I’m failing it at best
It’s you I can’t afford
A knife in my chest 
Oh merciful, gracious Lord

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Freedom from religion

Afternoons dull
mornings duller
duller than the night before
bored by the day and the night 
seldom gay was I
and I was bored 
so bored

Then came your eyes compelling me
suddenly colour 
I suddenly see monotony will no longer be more
telling me something so wild
on your lips lay such adventure 
lightning flashed when you smiled
so smile now wake the fires that sleep in me
make them relief in me with your kiss 

And whatever it is 
whatever it is 
I won’t be bored 
not bored
bedazzled yes bewildered yes
and breathless but not bored

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Sometimes it’s so hard to see
The light at the end of the tunnel!
The struggle seems so long....
The problem so great...
The wound so deep....
The cross so heavy
And you’re about to go down....
Where there is no light
No consciousness
Just dark nothingness!

Then, miraculously...unexpectedly...mercifully
A sliver of light breaks through
Someone smiles
Someone embraces
Someone remembers 
Someone calls
Someone whispers
Someone prays
And SOMEONE intervenes
And reaches out
The darkness recedes 
And you are bathed in heavenly light
And that SOMEONE...

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You're the Only LIFE I Know

You're the Only LIFE I Know

You Lord are the only LIFE I know

You're the one I won't let go
You're my laughter and my tears
And I'll love you for all the years

You Lord are the only only LIFE I know

You're the beating of my heart
Your'er the breath of fresh air 
The words I speak to all people

You Lord are the only only LIFE I know 

You're the one who leads me home
You're the one who protects me 
You're the one I will love all ways
You're the one I will never leave

You Lord are the only only LIFE I know

Rev. Samuel Mack, OMS, DD
Copyright 2014

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Jesus is

Jesus is our Savior.
Jesus is our joy.
Jesus is our heavenly peace
and everlasting blessing.

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The Snow

The snow doth fall upon my face

with cool spots of icy water that soon melt from the heat of 98 point 6

The snow fills my bird bath 'til it piles up and creates a dome no bird will negotiate

The river, behind my house flows slower as snow and freezing temperatures begin to solidify the water 

And there is my neighbor, struggling to remove the snow from her driveway

I see her breath as each shovelful advances her progress to the street

Within a few moments her driveway is clear as I whisk my snow blower through the 3 foot berm to the open roadway

She says thank you in her soft and bone chilled voice

I call back,"Merry Christmas".

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Holy Weak

The world has a choice, Julius Caesar or Jesus Christ, either the weakness of strength or the strength of weakness - victorious. All of us are braggart Peter yet alone of His disciples he creeps after Christ in His captivity as Peter is perplexed that his hero descends from as we say today from 'hero to zero'. Power contradicts his Saviour's sayings, contradiction is Peter's worldly weapon replying to the world's honesty, imploringly he protests Christ's connection until the many dyed cock crow's twice at Peter's deception; this joke of Christ call 'Rock' that He will sift as the salt of the sea of Galilee. Sin for many today makes no sense only crime can cause recompense; Jesus Christ's sacrifice is void in us till faith, hope, charity play their part. 'My God, my God why have you forsaken me?' slams through the ages no more than now where our anomie seems our fate in our confusing estate unless God resurrected Christ then our failure can be falsified.

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A thousand souls queue 
outside his confessional while
he scans the cards of sins.
How many
Hail Marys, Our Fathers,
rosaries will be
dealt today?

Wisely dispensed devotions
from behind the brown curtain,
the shadow grid,
will part God’s pearly gates
for a penitent multitude.

I’m at the back of the line
and worry I’ll not make it 
to the booth in time. 

©Kathryn McLoughlin Collins
April 21, 2012

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The Tortured Soul's Cry

Down, drowning
Head held under
No relief, no comfort
My heart’s torn asunder.

On a mountaintop,
Soaring briefly.
Just when I feel safe
You stomp on me.

Is this life?
Is there no more?
Where can I run
When I’m tired and sore?

Do you hear me?
Do you care at all?
Every time I get up
You make me fall.

Why do you tease?
Why are you cruel?
Does God not have to obey
His own “Golden Rule”?

I turn to you,
You just ignore.
People blessed all around,
Nothing for just one more?

Heart breaking,
Soul crying out
Please step in and show me
What life is all about!

Do you hate me?
If so, why?
I’ll wait and listen
As I bury my head and cry.

If you’re there
You’ll have to come to me
I can’t move…
Heart’s paralyzed, you see.

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true love

you know they say love
is never easy..
that it will always have 
its ups and downs
they say finding your 
true love can be the 
toughest journey
as a young adult..
for girls the four letter
for misery..
but what they don't know 
is the love of Jesus
can be the easiest thing
that they encounter
during life's journey 
...that he doesn't care of 
your past
of all the damned mistakes 
you've made through
the traitorous walk of shame
that the devil has drug you through...
love is a dreadful thing 
when its poorly presented...
Jesus's love shines brighter 
than all the stars in the sky
and has an everlasting core to it
friends give up..
sometimes even families..
but you could be so far 
down with the devils passion
and His love is still
true to you is the hardest thing
to find..
painful to feel..
and hard to forget..
is easy to find
amazing to feel
and most definitely hard to forget!!!!

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Life is a simple math
Matter of simple calculations
Life needs a strait path
With wisdom not speculations
But who is not at least a little bit psychopath?
Even God’s life is not so smooth
That’s why it seems so difficult
So much effort is wasted even by God!

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The Ancient Deception

Injured Soul
Fainted Eyes

from where?

Weary feet
Weak arms

toward where?

in vain battles

delusive enemies

Erred by
a deception

The ancient deception

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love or not to love

Dying for our sins, 
to his Almighty Father 
Forgive them 
Not knowing what they do, 
beyond our eternity 

Upon death 
darkness falls 
Love or not to love, 
begs the answer 

The choices will 
Always be the same 
Loved each and every one of us 
She is the Queen of love 
Our Lady mother of Jesus 

The Almighty 
I will kneel before 
On his throne 
he sits King, 
my deathbed 
I will love 
Quarter how he did 
Miracle of my life 

The reason I exist, 
already seen hell 
in all it's darkness 
Mortified in going there 
Ugliest place 

the gates of hell
paved by good intentions 
Reaching Heaven 
Paved with love 
Heaven all angels call 

One day I hope for me 
Sounds so good, 
love one another 
Then we truly love, 
maybe then we see Heaven 
With all its rewards

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Theory of Evolution in Islam

The holy Koran supports
Theory of evolution
But it opines that 
God has created human at first 
In a different way
Since humans are His best creation

The angels took mud from the earth
To God’s main court in paradise
Then God expanded His visible glow
So that the angels can see His body
And make a body like His body with it
But the angels were unable 
To make the face
Because God’s body 
Is the most beautiful thing

God’s body made the face
Of Adam with His own hand
And gave finishing touch
Then he breathed into 
Adam’s body a soul 
And Adam became alive

God created Eve
From a bone of Adam’s breast
By necessary genetic mutations.

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To live without you

To live without


Is to live without

A sunrise

A sunset

A star filled sky

And music

That lifts the soul

In worship

To live without you

Is to live without

Sensational life

Eyes that see - Ears that hear

The tongue that speaks and tastes

The hand that holds-that touches

A heart that feels-that knows

A mind that can comprehend

The beauty of life- in all its fullness

To live without YOU

Is to live without LOVE

YOU make everything beautiful in my soul


For without YOU I am nothing

And could not perceive anything good

YOU are the inspiration for every love song

The inspiration for every sacred word written

In fact for all of creation - I can only be in AWE

I overflow like a cup filled and pouring over

With the wonder Of YOU

© Brenda V Northeast - 1st of May 2011

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When Death Stares Me Down

When death stares me down When my freedom is stripped, when my emotions are no more, when Death raises its scythe, when God calls to me, to my heaven above, when my writing is not here and i can write no more, the day Death stares me down is the day i go home.

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Of Gods and Soldiers

A walk so brazen
A walk so bold
A walk so true
A walk so broken
A walk so cold
A walk with you

Godless heathens who pray to the heavens
For parlay, forgiveness, recourse
To see parties, happiness and of course
Families and children whose moments they will treasure forever 
If a part of them must be lost to the devil's players
Then never will time never be spent ever
With the ones they hold close, and together
With the loved ones they treasure

Violence of action is cruelty
Violence of words is freedom
But in my opinion truely,
The two are for the most part even
Treason is treason with pen, voice or sword
For a God or plant, animal or man
For all men, the gods have a plan
For all men, godly laws are sworn

A soldier's life in battle
Is a sacrifice in honor
Not of country nor government
Not of a mother or a daughter
A sacrifice in honor 
Of a great and sacred covenant
Bonds between men and gods
Are evident, relevant

Though the truth may be hidden in smoke and mirror
Or Cloak and dagger
Or behind Shield and spear
Courage and fear
Will connect gods with men forever
The courage to do what in your heart is right
To sacrifice your very life
To give your spirit to a god
Who you may not believe in
If such a god exists, he believes in you
In this I am believing
Of this, I know is true 

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Sin Debt Paid

By one man’s disobedience, 
many men were made sinners
By one man’s suffering, 
many men have been saved
Through Christ’s redemptive death
all men can be winners
If they walk as believers,
live holy and behave 

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When Tomarrow Starts Without Me

When tomarrow starts without me.
If I'm not there to see.
Weither the sun shall rise.
To find your eyes.
Filled with tears for me.

When tomarrow stars without me.
I hope you'll understand.
An Angel had called out to me.
And came to take me by the hand.

He said my place was ready.
In the heaven's far above.
I need only to leave behind.
All those I dearly love.

As I thoght of all our yesterdays.
The good ones and the bad.
I thought of all the times we shared.
And all the fun we hard.

When I thought of all the worldly things.
That I might miss tomarrow.
I thought of you and all our dreams.
As my heart filled with sarrow.
Walking through heavens gate.
 I never felt so much at home.
As God looked down and smiled at me.
From His great golden throne.

He said this is eternity.
And all I've promissed you.
For today on earth your life has passed.
But here it starts anew.

So when tomarrow starts without me.
Don't think we're far apart.
For every time you think of me.
I'm right here in your heart. 

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Bathing in Fire

And the instrument is an inanimate object
Until its soul is blown into it
And you hear its waling lamentation
Our false sense of subjectivity
Is life's main source of trepidation
And hence we should achieve unity
Unity with divination

And be consumed by the light of fire
Burned in desire by the fire of light
Pick into your brain
Go insane
Call on the four archangels
Bring Michael to quench your thirst
But the baptism of fire is all that is quenching
Summon Raphael to heal the gaping head wound
But his healing salts only engender its growth
Tell Azrael to remove breath out of this instrument
But death is not annihilation, not riddance of subjectivity

Bring Gabriel,
Let him reveal
Bring God's seal
And I will unveil what I conceal
Bring Him nearer to me than my spirit
So that I may feel the fire
The fire of desire
Intimate love felt at the heart
The spirited organ of the fleshy part
As the four leave us
And the world is put on hold
My ears muted, my eyes blinded
And my will becomes His

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Because of you love,
I shall not parish.
What I have started,
I know you shall finish.
You know I shall praise you, 
till I come to the end.
You shall forever love me,
And forever I shall love you,
...Even when I'm feeling blue.

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Eternal Fires

Forbidden acts, read your Bible, family feuds-n-rivals, invaded mental desires, 
thick smoke from eternal fires, wolves growling for the flesh-n-blood from the 
tongues of liars, white slaves breast feeding neonate vampires, snakes-n-
roaches living on poisonous islands, the air I smell is never fresh, weird smells 
from goats-n-gorillas-n-human’s having sex, blood dripping from out the 
holes of male homosexual necks, owls eating out of an eagle’s nest, the 
emotion a mother feels from witnessing her child’s death, the internal hatred 
of self, the jealousy of one’s wealth, eternal fires is where you find yourself, 
when you don’t follow God’s steps, from freezing rain drops, my souls being 
caressed, however more or less, insects eat of my golden flesh, my soul will 
never rest, not in peace, this air has bitten me up, with its dirty soiled rotten 
teeth, what’s hotter than heat, the devil’s daughter breath breathing on me, 
my desires I put before me, nightmares of a seductive insanity, when I would 
sleep, I awake to kissing female liars, and having sex with diseased vaginas 
eternal fires, you smell the smoke, you will never rest in peace, this what 
happens, when you ignore God when He speaks, eternal fires diseased 
vaginas-n-liars, you smell the smoke from eternal fires, you will never rest in 
peace from lack of belief, eternal fires.

You smell the

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Be Approved at Final Judgment

Life is an adventure, a voyage to forever.
An escapade where man explores his soul,
An expedition with great risk…decisions.
A place to gamble with eternity…or not.
Speculation has grave dangers.
Search scriptures and embrace faith.

We are responsible for our choices.
Reduce risk during life’s undertaking.
Be encouraged and endeavour to choose right.
Make godly choices part of your pursuit.
Soar into forever by fulfilling life’s mission.
No need to speculate; the project was outlined. 

Man’s main mission is to become like God.
We in their image were created by them.
We were taught by Jesus Christ’s example.
He overcame the grave by resurrection…for sin.
Study scriptures and choose to be faithful
And approved…at final judgement!

Ó November 21, 2011
Dane Smith-Johnsen

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blood shed before the fall

the protection of oneself
is worthless
before the blood of the lamb.
shed no blood of the perfect God
shed no blood of the flawed ones
the blood of worth 
is the blood of saving
the only blood 
is th blood of the lamb
the blood of Christ
may not be wanted
is the worth
of the protection
of the safety 
of the lamb.
we are all young
before the one blood
of our savior
of our God
of our Lord.

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Your Will

Take my selfish will away,
I want to do your will.
We don’t why we get put through struggles
Feeling god left us and don’t care. 
So we let our selfish will over power god’s will.
Get rid of your selfish will,
Do gods will.
He hasn’t left you,
He’s there always for you. 

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Requesting and needing one more chance
Protection prances forward the last time
Bloody hands, slime, they go with it all
And into it I shall fall, holy rapture wrapped
Prayer is my shield and my lance
Amethyst tears rain from storm soaked eyes
Darling love, it is okay heaven sometimes sighs

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Fall on your knees, and don't worry about what you think others will say... just fight your demons...and pray 
The angels will circle you before you it gets too rough to endure... fight what you just found out were all lies.. and worry not about saying a proper goodbye. i remember times unreal and too visual... and i didn't worry about getting it made official. things app...earing no one would believe ... ain't a magic trick ... but roll up your sleeves. 
fall on your knees and endure the pain.... and watch the blood flow like a horizontal rain.... fight.. and know you are not alone... if you don't want to be. only if thats what you choose. either way... you will not lose.

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My Zen Garden

As the wooden rake sliding through my sands of patience
my pattern orbiting rocks
rocks laid still
through time and again
strolling through my garden
with complete balance

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