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LOVE, ANGELS, and MUSIC

LOVE God is always love Forever seek the kingdom; Praise the creator Keep giving what you can give Please endure until the end ANGELS Beautiful Heavens Protecting the meek ones earth Watching over us Helping us to cope with life Comforted with hope and trust MUSIC When you find rhythm You find your hearts inner core Celebrate the times Make them better than before Reminisce and dance all night


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Eve

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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Money

Money money, ringing in your tills,
Calling us to worship,
The hundred dollar bills.
Bend our knees in wonder,
Bow our heads in awe,
At the power of the liar,
Who now controls us all.
From the darkest deep caverns,
To the stars in the sky,
From the infinite universe,
To the strangers passing by.

From your inner most conviction,
To your laughing in the night,
From everything you 're  seeing,
To everything out of sight.

The new God has risen,
To claim the holy throne,
The one that we have emptied,
Our hearts all cold as stone.

The throne that we have emptied,
We killed the rightful king,
Sold his crown an sceptre,
Pawned his sacred  ring.

Raised his bleeding body,
Up on that bloody hill,
The silent lamb still bleeding,
As the money fills your tills.


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Pal

Bob had been a lonely man ever since
His wife of fifty years had passed.
“Lord, let me join her.” he would pray.
“Let this day be my last.”

Each day, he went to the cemetery,
Just a short walk down the street.
After their talk, he would water her flowers
And hear passers-by whisper, “How sweet.”

One gray and misty morning,
He had hoped for sunnier skies
To plant fall bloomers at her graveside;
But, there, to his surprise…

Stood an old dog beside her stone;
Thin and dirty, but he struck a handsome pose.
He whined as Bob approached, as if to say,
“I could use a friend, you know.”

He sat calmly as Bob planted flowers,
Carefully sniffing each one Bob put in place.
Then, after the last one was planted,
He sniffed it; then turned and licked Bob’s face.

Bob smiled. “I had a dog when I was young…
Pal…he was a mighty good one too.
So, if you don’t mind old fella,
That’s what I’ll call you.”

Pal may have been an old dog,
But he was smart and handsome in his way;
So they made a deal, Bob would give him a meal
And a bath, if he decided to stay.

Pal loved his bath, then rolled in the grass.
He slept on a blanket in the den.
In the night, he dragged it next to Bob’s bed. 
He intended to be Bob’s best friend.

Pal was such a good dog, housebroken too;
Never made a mess or got in trouble.
He knew about newspapers, slippers and Frisbees;
And when Bob called, he ‘d come on the double.

Yes, Pal gave Bob’s life new purpose.
A special bond of friendship was cast.
And never again did Bob pray, 
“Lord, let this day be my last.”

For twelve years, the very best of friends,
Together night and day;
And so it was, until one night,
Bob quietly passed away.

The next morning, an old woman,
Tears welling in her sad and lonely eyes,
Brought flowers to her husband’s grave;
But there, to her surprise….

Stood an old dog beside the stone, 
Thin an dirty, but he struck a handsome pose.
He whined as she approached, as if to say,
“I could use a friend, you know.”

He sat calmly as she took old flowers
And put fresh ones in their place. 
He carefully sniffed the fresh ones,
Then turned and licked her face.

She smiled.  “I had a dog when I was young...
a good one too.  His name was Pal.”


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Trust

God has a plan,
And it is out of my hands.


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Blessing

Priceless pearl
my hidden diamond
love's sweet jewel

Heaven sent
Angelic countenance
Beauty so pure

Lovely daughter
your character delights
my devotion forever

Heartbeat on screen
My unbelief ceased
the moment
You
first squeezed my finger






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Haikus About God: V

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


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Haikus About God: II

Invisible chap
Bearded egomaniac
Probably not real


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The Duchess Of Paradise

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


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Stairway to Heaven

I stare upon December's moon,
and wonder why some leave so soon.
When news hits us like shattered glass...
Can we believe what's come to pass?
When we aren't meant to understand...
Then who are we to judge God's plan?
As he sifts through the sands of time...
Was this really by design?
Will we get from here to there,
and know it when we do?
Will we greet our flesh and blood,
and those we never knew?
Remember those that mean the most,
and hear their voices ring.
Then shut your eyes...and listen close,
and you'll hear an angel sing...
 
 
Copyright © 2007

 


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Haikus About God: III

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


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Haikus About God: IV

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


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Haikus About God: VI

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


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Destiny

It’s my destiny
to walk with Heaven’s Angels
down the Streets Of Gold.


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THE ANGEL OF INNOCENCE

Kneeling before his holy throne, blessed is she this angel of innocence,
In clarity’s eyes of divine faith, the child of God smiles with devotions
Purity.
With the fullest of hearts love, she sings as soft as the morning dove,
Praising the lords name on the heights divide, amongst the stars,
And light of the first mornings rays, which touch the vast
Everlasting skies of heaven.
Perfections wings to flight, she soars lifted upon spiritual currents
Of prayer and merciful grace.
Extended white feathers of ivory silk are softly kissed by,
 The heavenly fathers spirit, for she is child of light itself
Warmed beneath the glow of the divine shinning of God.
Himself.
Spiritualism gift lives within this angel of mercy, whom
Stands on the righteous side of the Almighty’s right hand,
A blessings promise of the dawning soon to come, of an age
Of enlightenment for mankind.
Oh greatest beauty is glory’s kindred, setting free the
Miracle from the vaults of heaven, a white dove of peace,
Shinning amongst the blackened night vial, exposing the
Diamond stars of the universe, which blinks in wonders 
Amazement at the Lords treasured angel of innocence.
Sing does the Lords heavenly chorus in melodies
Harmony unto the graceful figure of humility for
She is innocence personification of perfection gift
Of love from the power on the most high.
Praising his name, with both hands locked together in
Prayer and faith beyond mortal’s comprehension.
In the light aglow of the everlasting, she does soar,
Waiting for the beckoning voice that calls to her
Inner soul, come my dearest child of innocence
It is time for you to come home, and be embraced
Beneath my wings of divine grace, until the world
Of man is ready for thee.
At the night so fades this angel of the mericiful heeds
The Lords calling, and rests until the eve of her 
Great awakening, then shall mankind open their blind
Eyes at last to behold and know the Lord’s love,
As the angel of innocence soars once more
Amongst the divine stars unto freedom’s passage.
Smiling in faith’s ultimate state of grace.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN






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A healthy Kenyan Ego Poem

A huge ego breaks off love’s embrace,
A tiny ego slips off love’s embrace,
No ego, no embrace of love!

A selfless ego suffocates from love’s embrace,
A selfish ego wards off love’s embrace,
No ego, no embrace of love!

A super-visual ego overshadows love’s embrace,
A deep-seated ego is colonized by love’s embrace,
No ego, no embrace of love!

A healthy ego humbly looks above,
A healthy ego can lead and also serve...

Its nerves know not pressured blood,
But developing it is almost hard!


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Lifting Me Up

My heart is on Your shoulders,
And You are lifting me up.
With every spoken tender gesture,
I fall a little farther in love.


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The Silent Lamb

The silent bell rings in the night,
Calling the devils to kneel to the light,
What once was, becomes no more,
As the light breaks through the open door.

What you think and what you feel,
What you saw and thought was real,
Is now only dust on the road,
The desolate remains of your ancient abode.

The new light is rising on the hill,
The new song is singing down in the well,
The new souls are dreaming of your face,
The new hearts are beating at you pace.

The old ideas and reasons you gave,
Are buried in the tomb and in the grave,
The rotting bone and flesh are gone,
In the morning dew, in the morning sun.

The light shines through the open door,
Casts no shadow on the old dirty floor,
The ancient laws of reason and might,
Crumble to dust in the morning light.

What once was real and certain as rock,
Is now the dream the baby forgot,
The new light coming to wake you my love,
The silent lamb and the flying dove.

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http://labyrinthoflies.com


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Why Should I

Was it enough or was it too much?
Sometimes too fast but always too slow!
God knows that I come with these seeds that grow.
Inside and out I absorb every single touch,
But why should I?
Why should I be the only one that knows?
Stepping through time and sliding back so smooth so I go!
I say I can qualify!
Where was I and why was I there?
Sometimes too obvious but always with doubt!
God knows that I come riding in on a prayer.
I absorb every single touch inside and out,
But why should I? 
Why should I be the only one that cares?
Climbing the highest mountains and sliding down so steep but on a dare!
I say I can magnify!

What did I say and what did I do?
Sometimes too quite but always too loud!
God knows that I come with a gleam that shines so proud.
Inside and out I absorb every single touch by you.
But why should I? 
Why should I be the only one in the crowd?
Walking on water and walking backwards but at least I know how.
I say I can intensify!
Do I want to or do you need me to?
Sometimes I wonder and sometimes I simply don’t care.
God knows that I come standing on a higher sky of blue.
I absorb every single touch by you inside and out with this glare.
But why should I?
Why should I be the only one with this view?
Up in the clouds and aimless but always led by you!
I say, “I SANCTIFY”!


®Registered: 1997  Ann Rich


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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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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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Beautiful, Glorious Day

Run, run, run and give it all up!
Into His arms, commend your love!
Through Him, you are saved!
What a beautiful, glorious day!


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My Guardian Dear

When I was young I thought I knew 
How to talk and speak with you 
But time has put a wedge between
My angel, conscience, inner being.
I spoke to you , I spoke to you

The one who told me right from wrong,
Comforted me all day long. 
Helped me choose which way to go,
When undecided, I didn't know.
I spoke to you. I spoke to you.

Some call you Gabriel, 
My Guardian Angel, I did tell,
My hopes,my fears,my dreams to be,
Untold to others was free with thee.
I spoke to you, I spoke to you.

Comfortable, believing that you were there,
To guide me through every prayer.
You had a name I knew it then,
I said it time and time again.
I spoke to you, I spoke to you 

I was a child of seven or eight,
I knew when called I need not wait
For you my angel to appear 
To clear my conscience and my fear
I spoke to you, I spoke to you.

The older I grew, less time was spent
Talking to you,trying to vent
Friends became closer to me,
I shared more with them and left you be
I spoke to you, I spoke to you.

Now as I'm in the prime of life
Mother to my son, no longer a wife,
I wonder late at night if you
Will answer my questions like you used to do
I spoke to you, I spoke to you

Afraid to test, afraid to fail,
Wanting and hoping you did not bail 
Praying that your still at my side
To light, to guard,to rule and guide. 
I spoke to you, I spoke to you.

My faith has told me you are here.
Watching me and always near.
My pride, my walls have come down
Last night,I spoke with no one around.
I spoke to you, I spoke to you.

My Guardian Angel you were there
You listened and helped with every prayer,
My hopeless feelings lonely, just me
Ended last night when you returned to me
I spoke to you, I spoke to you
I"ll speak to you, yes speak with you. 







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In the Name of Love

If our love were ever to become a gamble between the gods, And the Lord and the Devil both desired to see us flawed, I would make my plans for deicide and, as a mortal, face the odds. First, I would build you a castle and hide you far away, So no god could find you or take you as his prey. They would have to go through a man if they wanted to get their way. Then, I would fashion a sword of the most wonderful elements, Sharper than Satan’s wit and greater than God’s blessedness, I would wield it into battle and redefine the Exodus. Through the gates of Heaven and across the plains of Hell, I would meet the gods wherever to confront them where they dwelled. Yea, a mortal man I may be, their homes would be expelled. And if I should fail in my quest for our love, The gods would at least regret their gamble thereof, And I alone would stand as the martyr who set you above.


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SK- 4

Silence has spoken
From the roaring of the tides
God is a river


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Three days Saved

It's been nine years, I have counted the tears-
  they have made trails of guilt
  worried into my heart 
  then filled with loneliness and bitter despair
but by your grace I have been shown...

For the first time, in these nine years, I have not wept
  nor held a vigil to honor our grief
though the loss still burns, this time it is transformed

Peace from your love still reaches through death
  and through your eternal love I am reborn
  
 It is Good Friday. 
When God took your spirit home
  and left me dying to know,
  how to love him for his sacrifice
  when he asked me to give up you?
How do I heal this death and rise with you in his arms?

Through your love I was born, and in your arms I grew
 and it has been your love the kept me whole
 that taught me how to be reborn
    for even though your body has gone
    your words lost in the wind and breath no more
The essence of grace and strength you lived
- it grows still in your daughter soul

My being and existence came from your womb
  my heart and mind shaped by your enlightenment
I have lived a life you gave me and for once
   I live it in pride to honor your sacrifice
your words giving me the guidance I'd lost nine years ago.

Alas, I've come to know, that as you died
  and went home with our Lord, you saved me from my death
not in your dying, my grief and love can attest,
    but in your living strength and loving example
       you showed me how to live a life
             open to our Father's gift

We knew it would not wait, but the parting was too fast.
I sat in thought three days before your sleep and asked,
"In three days time my savior died, I wonder hence
   what of my soul will rise with his?"

And now sitting Easter morning, 
  holding my sons candy-filled basket,
I realized Three days passed.

  He took you home Friday morn, but left me love,
that eternal love that never dies
whose comfort is unending

I honor your love by giving it to my children
         and Easter morning I felt your hug, your kiss, and knew 
                                 you have never left me
.
Though God took you home Mom
I know you have never left me
for as our Savior died and rose
you too still live in my heart, 
showing me proof our Father's blessings

    because you, my love, are my soul and all ready there
there fore I am strong enough to give this pain up 
       to honor his sacrifice and transcend,
           to be humbled by the grace and mercy
          that could forgive such lost lambs as I


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An angel came

An angel came!

Nights in black and white,
My mind keeps drifting from side to side.

Wondering in my mind about the voice I heard,
At my bedside an angel came.

"Be patient," The voice said;
I heard it so clear, yet so discreet.

To hear a strange voice whisper into my ear,
It made me scared, and it made me fear.

Fear from God who heard my cry,
Begging for mercy, to save a child.

Praying to all angels to keep her safe
The mother of my children, my soul mate.

This is a sign for me to know,
That God is with me, and I am not alone.

Thank you God for this sign you gave me,
To remind me that there is a God up there
and to be patient.
 
I’ll keep my faith every time I'm down,
With my forehead touching the ground.


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Not The Same Without You

It's not the same without you;
The days are rainy and the nights are blue.
My heart is crying and God is too,
But we are smiling, waiting here for you.


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Overcome

I picked up a penny face-down,
But I don't believe in luck.
Everything happens for a reason;
God's mercy frees the stuck.
Redeem me, Heavenly Father;
Please, I know the wrong I've done.
Thank You for dying for me;
My sins You have overcome!


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Haikus About God: I

Overture of lies:
Don’t take it literally
Monotheism


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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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What is God

What is God?
Is it the Power?
Or is it a man?
Could it be an Alien?
I like to think it’s a person 
But I’m probably mistaken
All the knowledge in the mind
Just makes it harder to define
I’d like to dream and go to heaven
Just to ask to see the boss there
I would ask him why the world is so troubled
He would have to admit it is a muddle
I wouldn’t trouble him with little things like the weather
Although I would ask why people have to die in earthquakes and floods
I’m sure he would understand the needs of a simple man
To want something to believe in besides religion
Religion doesn’t help they are all the same
Professing to be better than the rest is a silly game
I think I’ll get into yoga it might help me pass over to Nirvana
Then I would know all the secrets of the ages just like the sages
And I could share it with everyone and say it was from above
But people would probably laugh at me for telling them to love
So I will just tell you my friend I’m sure you’ll understand
Simply love, that’s all
And now I’ll go to bed
I think it’s for the best and I do need the rest.
Good night.



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Devil's Wine

 I see your tears,and it breaks me apart~I wanna reach across the moon to get inside your heart

 I see the scar's he's left and it tears my soul up inside It makes me want to spew ice and throw fire

 Down for just him to enjoy in his own forever never~ending~torturing Abyss! It's all fun & games

 to him were all his little toys, God reaches one of us there's a million more for him to torture~Torment

 and infest. We never learn our lesson's just keep doing each other harm~ Have you ever heard the

 term were you raised in a Barn?

 

Close the Door, wer'e such silly kid's everyone of us~We get hurt keep it in then move on~ push communication

plum to the side.It's like a soda that's been shaken once the lid's off it explodes. If we don't deal with our feelings,

Where the Heck do you think they go?? A gentle hand is what our God really want's us to extend Don't Let the

Devil invade your Soul till you have nowhere else to go. We wonder why our children show up in school toting guns

It's because they're afraid~They are scared Theyre ALONE!

 

I'm looking into you and I see myself so deep within~Your a Beautiful~Shining~Spirit~Don't let the Devil get his

Muse. He's see's the flicker of a shine and it makes his heart quake and shiver deep inside. He know's his Doom and his Throne is only in place for a short time He want's to taste Now the Best & finest of the Wines. Don't worry sweet child Our

God's promises will eventually come true. We just have to guide, Love ,Teach,Retrain what it means to Truly be Kind.

Love each other Look beyond just.Me~Me~Me! We get so caught up in this world sometimes we just don't know what

to Do!

 

Love~Love~Love~ That's the Motto I Like to Live by. There for a time I got so lost and confused Then My wonderful god

Gently~Reached out and touched my hand~Said child You've known there's alway's been I that would understand. Now Let me Show you True Love and Let me Gently guide,softly~yet~firmly,reteach,and show you your misguided ways if you'd open your eyes you'd really see there's so much work you could do. Stop rotting your Brain and coming up with

all this Bad~Self tallk and more suffered abuse. Open your eyes Be Authintic~Be Real~Don't be a Pushover~ Remove The bitterness and anger inside your Soul its not yours to keep child I told you to let that GO! But forgive and Know how to Love VERY Well. Walk in the ways you think Jesus would do~Remember all the Torture~ The pain~ Mistrust~and abuse he went through for You.

 

God has given us Life so Precious and Rare, So many Beautiful things that we just can't explain~Its time that we open up

and try and save this world~That's now my mission in life~I won't stop till I reach my Goal I will be part of God's Soldiers

I have nothing to hide I'm all about Truth So Devil Let's lay it on the line.This girl will be Turning your wines into Fire~The ones that I reach you'll no longer Drink from. So if you see me you better turn the corner & Run! It's Red against Red Let's Fight~Fire with Fire~ God's got many soldiers who'll stand right along beside me if I need them to!With my God no longer am I afraid of YOU!

 

BY:Christina McCullouch


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59th Minute

Its the last minute of the 11th hour
I have seen a demon wondering searching for a soul
A priest coveting the ass of another man's woman at church
Convince people you have a speed dial to God's Kingdom
And they will take any theological theories given to them
They worship sophisticated stone deities. 
Emmanuel TV, electromagnetic Gods in static images
Composers of the reverse version of the Holy grail
Cursing God, misquoting scriptures and reversing verses
Misleading women like Hershey's Kisses and forbidden pleasures
The fabric of our species is a loose canon
The revelations post-predicted by the real Mayans
The apocalypse.



Its the last minute of the 11th hour
This poem is not against the church
It speaks for Rhodes, Selassie and Robert Moffat
New disciples that walked the deserts of Africa
The founders and architects of God's synagogues
Scribers that wrote covenants in caves at Timbuktu
Puthadikobo, Livingstone, and Thabanchu
Monasteries with no Automated Teller Machices on their walls
This poem is not against Anglicans, Catholics or  Apostles
Its an allegory against those that spit on the chapel alters
The bishops and priests with their filthy  urethrae
Their genitalia submerged in the oral cavities of alter boys
Seeking head in return for blessings, deliverance and confessions
Fake Joshuas who plant placebo demons and exorcise them for fame
The same devils that preach at the podium of cathedral portals
Dangerous men, listened and  worshiped  by millions


I m not against the church.
I believe in Muhammad and Jesus all the same
And the sacred message they bring supreme
From Judah through Jordan and the rivers of Ethiopia
I stand firm against Lucifer's devices.
In the face of damnation an entire nation has succumbed
The devil puts in more work than Jehovah's witnesses
Such a beautiful genus undone at the seams by its own beliefs
Victims of natural selection and ever-upgrading IQs
Each generation figures they can be better than their creator
Separationists led by confused evangelists
I m not against the church. I m against religion 
I have seen a demon at church searching for lost ones
A priest coveting the ass of another man's woman at church
Its the last seconds of  revelation's  last moments.


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Prime Mover

Like the seraphs whose wings unfold,
Christ's light and glory goes not untold;
as the love of his humble grace
moves inside me all time and space,

as the planets orbit heaven's sun
and encircle it one by one--
so, too, am I caught in his sway,
beloved of him from day to day.

Through hosts of astral dimension
God's angels fix their attention
with expectancy and burning pause
amidst the universe's First Cause.

He, the one true Incarnation  
that begets cosmic causation,
resolves the Infinite Regress
from the pre-Socratics' egress

with his omniscient wisdom
and the archives of his kingdom
where all can come and read and know
what miracles he'll yet bestow.


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A fallen angel

As soon as one angel falls, 
the others declare him false.

Volodymyr Knyr
2014


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Satan in-verse

Compared to a snake that slithers and slides,
A tongue with a fork, he hisses and hides. 

He's patiently waiting, he envies our death.
A mind fueled by sloth, and wrath on his breath.

He traps using snares, with sin as a curse. 
He's evil and sly, his charm is rehearsed. 

We're tempted by lust, gluttony and greed.
These actions are food, he needs it to feed. 

Preventing the peace, his mission is clear.
To cause us all pain, our joy is his fear. 

He covets our souls, to pride his command.
To enflame our hate, and rule as he planned. 

He's tortured and burning in fires below,
A place for the wicked, a place without snow. 

Deciphered as Lucifer, an angel that fell.
Only Gods' chosen people, the righteous prevail. 

Prayer through kindness, and loving with care.
Shining swords of the saints, thrusted up in the air.

- Yours Truly


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Awakening

Are we awake or are we still sleeping?
Blind to the hurt, and deaf to the weeping.
Ashamed of religion and supportive of the new,
Aware of the lies and hidden from what’s true. 

Worship the evil and turn away the pure,
Developing disease with an unknown cure.
Starving the poor and overfeeding the wealthy.
Killing the sick and drugging the healthy. 

Going to war for some kind of power,
Building tall structures over all types of flower.
Cutting the trees and polluting the air,
All out of greed, with no sort of care. 

Turning us against our own, 
And help from up above.
Making us beings of hate,
Instead of ones of love. 

Demonizing the mystic,
Criticizing the wise.
Making our own family members,
Into people that we despise.

Awaken to the torment, 
Be aware of all the pain. 
Those who are misleading,
And claiming that we are insane.


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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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God Only Knows

Kisses, hugs, softly cuddled,
a baby's giggle,
a family huddled.
Empty chair
where he once sat.
Why, dear God
are we left with that?

Tears, frustration, anger stirs
why's he gone so soon?
Days to months how time blurs.
Memories can't die
like people do.
why, dear God
did he go to you?

Reason, truth, a higher power,
We know it's not our place
to know the date, the exact hour.
Others will go away
and empathy we will show.
we can only trust in You,
for why is not ours to know.


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The Padre Of Old St Anthony

There he stood in the 
garden,a gentle fellow 
with glowing gown; 
radiating glory.
  His countenance was 
that of an Angel,
The Padre of old St 
Anthony.
  As I approached him,he 
gave me a warm.
Then he told me why he 
came to the mission,the 
mission in old St Anthony.
  We knelt down to pray,I 
thanked the Lord for a 
man such as this.
   Then the chapel bells 
the rang,I heard a 
voice"child it is time."
   I looked,lo saw I a fiery 
figure beckoning him to 
heaven.
  He stood up and looked 
at me with tender love in 
his eyes.
   Then I knew this man 
was an Angel,the Padre 
of old St Anthony.
   With joyous heart,I left 
the vicinity of old St 
Anthony.


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Sandy Hook

Today, it just doesn't seem fair
That we are still able to breathe.
They have given us their air-
Our duty to lead the life they leave.


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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.
Amen.


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Protection

Keep me safe wherever I go,
Whether through places of sand or snow.
Save me when I am in danger,
Guide me to the right strangers.
Help me wherever and whenever, 
Help me keep it together.

Keep me safe wherever I may be,
Whether I am held captive somewhere, or elsewhere roaming free.
Save me when I am stuck,
Bring me better luck.
Help me travel, 
Help my dreams and goals unravel.


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Angels Are Heaven Sent

Angels come,
In many shaps and sizes,
And are found all around us,
In our everyday lives,
When we least expect it,
Whether it be,
The children in our lives,
To the partners we have,
To the faith we have as well,
The truth of the matter is,
All the beauty there is,
In our lives,
That we take forgranted,
Till it is a troubled time,
In our lives,
Or untill they are gone,
For then it is too late,
To late to say the things,
We needed to say,
And charish more of the times with them,
With all of God's precious gifts,
No matter what it may be,
Cause you will never know when it may be,
Gone from your life,
Then you will realize,
How important it was too you,
Cause you will miss it all,
With all of your might.


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Soul's Ascension

A dying girl
Uplifted by a whirl
Of singing voices,
She no longer regrets her choices.


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Listen, Listen to that sound

Listen! Listen to that sound!
 It's the choir of Angels singing all around.
 It's the melody of heavenly pride,
 Asking us all to take that ride.

 Listen! Listen to that voice!
 It's our God telling us to make the right choice.
 It's his way of showing us the love,
 Love that only comes straight from above.


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Notes on Sister Aimee

Ah the cake before the icing!!!!!! 

Notes:

Aimee Semple McPherson (October 9, 1890 – September 27, 1944), also known as Sister Aimee, was a Canadian born in Salford, Ontario. She was a Los Angeles–based evangelist and media celebrity in the 1920s and 1930s.She founded the Foursquare Church. McPherson has been noted as a pioneer in the use of modern media, especially radio, and was the second woman to be granted a broadcast license. She used radio to draw on the growing appeal of popular entertainment in North America and incorporated other forms into her weekly sermons at Angelus Temple.

In her time she was the most publicized Christian evangelist, surpassing Billy Sunday and her other predecessors. She conducted public faith-healing demonstrations before large crowds, allegedly healing tens of thousands of people. News coverage sensationalized misfortunes with family and church members; particularly inflaming accusations she had fabricated her reported kidnapping, turning it into a national spectacle. McPherson's preaching style, extensive charity work and ecumenical contributions were a major influence in revitalization of American Evangelical Christianity in the 20th century.

Verse 1  Salford is the town in which she was born

Verse 2  As a teenager she would question visiting preachers about the existence of God

Verse 3  As a child she would often play “salvation army” 

Verse 4  She was known to understand men speaking in tongues even they did not know
She married a man Semple, thus the play on words, simple, Semple, they                     traveled the world preaching, where he does of malaria in Hong Kong

Verse 5  Her husband Semple left her with child, whom she named “Star”

Verse 6  She remarried and tried to be a good wife, however her calling was to preach,             during this time she was known to be obsessive about cleaning, however her children say that she was also a very loving mother, as a housewife as well as when she went back to preaching.

Verse 7  In Los Angles she formed the the “Temple of Angelus”

Verse 8  Is about her disappearance from Venice Beach in California, and re emerging in a town in Mexico 

Verse 9  The ultimate Kiss was a famous song by a Mexican group in  the 1960’s from the town where she re-appeared “ Aqua Prietas”   Brown Water in English. Echos, refers to Echo Park a place in Los Angles where she formed her church.

Verse 10 sensuous sermonizer is a quote by Cole Porter describing Aimee. She was known for feeding the poor during the depression, something the government was failing to do, as well s healing the sick, and although not always successful, there are some famous accounts of her success. She was known for using theater, music and radio to bring the world of god to the people, thus bring ancient ways to modern times, and many an Evangelist would copy her style, both the sincere and the false.

Verse 11 She was a known insomniac who could not sleep, and died of an over dose of sedatives. “a splendid score” refers to her ability to put on Broadway type shows to deliver her message, people would line up for blocks to see her productions.


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Shepherd Boy

Once more in the Christmas spirit - - - 

Shepherd Boy

First I saw the East Star, shining Oh so bright
Then I heard the voices through the silent night
It was the angels singing stories from the past
About the prophets’ prophecies – the Messiah’s come at last
They led me to a stable where a babe was fast asleep
And once there at the stable; tears of joy I’d weep
For lying in the manger, his head upon the hay
I saw the new born baby and heard the angels say
	Glory to God in the highest
	Peace to men of good will
	To the world has come the Messiah
               And all of my world stood still

Then I looked and the stable was crowded
The shepherds had all come to see
What all the angels had told them
And who this Messiah might be
A babe, just a babe in a manger
One the angels had said would be king
And the glow of love shown in that manger
When the angels again start to sing
Glory to God in the highest
	Peace to men of good will
	To the world has come the Messiah
               Whom all of our dreams will fulfill

We all fell to our knees in the manger
Praised God in the heavens above
And knew in our hearts that this newborn
Would be of God’s greatness and love
And then in the brightness of morning
We finally left then alone
For this child must grow to a young man
Before his true calling is known
But all of us shepherds were changed now
By everything we had observed
Of seeing our Lord in the manger
And His praises from angels we heard
Glory to God in the highest
	Peace to men of good will
	To the world has come the Messiah
               And this love of God’s with us still

Mdailey	


	

 


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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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Fill Us Again

These days we all are just a bit more wiery ,
Even on common ground we have become leary.
  Trust is much harder to come by  these days,
Losing our faith has made us lose our way.
  Kindness & compassion a thing of the past,
Because of this love and Joy can not last.
  Smiles and laughter a rare thing to see ,
How I miss the way it use to be.
  We have become helpless and tolerant to unjust,
As we watch our hopes and dreams turn to dust.
  Discouraging words is all I am hearing anymore,
A little kindness and support would help for sure.
  It's sad as I sit here and see how we have all changed,
What makes it worse is that we are the blame.
  How to fix all  this and get us heading straight,
There is a way but fear it might be to late.
  If only we would take more time to pray,
It wouldn't be long before we found  our way.
  Becoming cold and heartless is what I've always feared,
I pray for our Lord to take us all away from here.
  Fill our hearts with love and joy again ,
We will follow you Lord forever Amen.
TAC


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Life-altering Experience

Her eyes shut down,
Her life had been stolen, sleeping on a summer day,
Deeply, she’d snored in relief,
“She found the light”
The one she always searched for
Because the world is dark,
But her spirit can light up a town.
My mom met heaven,
Heaven approved,
And God introduced her to it.
I just didn’t think that God had to put her to bed,
For a whole month and a half,
Because we missed her,
We thought
We’d lost her.
But
You only borrowed her, 
She has returned. 


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The scent of water

Hard may be the paths that are given to us Harder still they may be, when we choose not their way Yet, to abide to them we shall, always without any fuss For we are after all lost, blind and we need to find our way! This way that we do seek, is it not known as the end The end word known as death, the end of life and love If death be the end, then pray we do have faith on a ready stand Of course, life, at the scent of water does evolve! Holy water, sprouting from the root of mystery Pray do come and lead us all Take us there where all is holy Where always we hear songs of the choral! Life does not end with death, life gets renewed In this world, or another, by the Holy One, it is always brewed!


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Whispers of Light

I felt nothing spectacular,
As I entered the cathedral,
I saw nothing supernatural, 
Nothing good and nothing evil.

Then, as if my eyes were opened,
I noticed angels—six in all,
Standing still as if frozen,
Each measuring twenty feet tall.

Their appearance was like glass,
Their backs arched against beams,
They watched over our mass,
It felt like a waking dream.

Then, a thought leaped in my mind,
If His messengers inspire such awe in me,
How will I feel when my life is resigned,
And I stand in the presence of God The Almighty?


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Philosopher's Eucharist

Down, down to the Earth, 
hide your shameful face. 
What is a man without grace? 
But an Animal 
insane and base. 
Fight your inner demons
with your mind. 
Free yourself to fly
Up, up to the sky.


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God's Heaven

God's Heaven
Written by Adam M.
Snow

A vision splendid of
the Heavenly scene,
filled my mind with
an image so clean:
the purity of the
road from which I
walk,
beyond the pearly
gates so pure and
white;
brighter than the
sun's brightest
light,
where the saints
goes to flock.

Awestruck was I,
with bright colors
so new;
beyond everything of
this earthly hue.
They glowed from the
flowers in eternal
bloom;
no death is seen, no
weltering of a rose;
true beauty only God
could compose -
with great
fragrance, oh
Heaven's perfume.

Oh the Heaven's
perfumes,
intoxicating scent;
so greatly with
love, Heaven's
intent.
Entwined with the
sounds of the
Heavenly choir;
great melodies with
angelic boasts.
And out of the
mouths of the
highest Heavenly
hosts,
singing with voices
of fire.

Oh the tunes of
Heavenly chorus
great,
flowing with love
and overflowing the
gates.
The power's so great
I fall to my knees,
I cannot help but
join in to sing,
(O' great is Thy
forever King -
great is Thy Maker
of peace.)

And suddenly there,
in crystal
sunlight's glow,
stands all those
dear ones we always
loved so.
I see my father
staring back at me;
my father whom I
lost in mid bleak
December.
Oh the treasures I
will remember,
like the beauty of
Heaven's seas.

As I see him, as
young as I;
no tears in Heaven,
still I wanted to
cry.
Never thought I
would see him once
more.
My father, my friend
is he -
a different man,
cancer free;
still my father
since the days of
yore.

Such great gift that
God has given me,
a vision of this
soon coming beauty.
A land so great for
a few yet so many;
the resting place at
the end of my life,
to lay down in peace
at the end of all my
strife.
I wait for Thee, O'
God, I wait for
Thee.
http://amsnow.weebly.com


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Remnants of a Plague

suffering is but a consequent
a choice long ago once made
from infancy till senescence
a remnant of a ne’er dormant
plague spawned by guiltless
desire’s self-centered shame

paradise’s birthplace of evil
a novel thought lost in time
yet ever-present in the mind
an aforesaid learned whisper
in silence borne o’er aeons
its sentient purpose known

living manifested darkness
humanity’s forgetful curse
resplendent beauty hidden
shrouded in evil’s affright
yet temptation’s revelation
witnessed its woeful plight

e’er secretive shining one
Dante’s inferno yet waits
Megiddo’s final judgment
miscreant demonic voices
freedom’s unseen enemies
ne’er again shall be revived

© Eugene Harvey


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Heaven Shunned

Slender beams of
accusation enter
this darkened church
as I kneel,
Always sorrowful,
Always a slave,
Frozen here,
waiting.
Angelic forms
wrought in panes of
glass loom,
As dust dances in
the air,
Forming an image in
my mind,
Searing my naked
soul.
Realization dawning
on an angels face.
I raise my head,
Now kneeling before
this uncaring fate.


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He's always there

My God saves
My God loves
Jesus the Christ is God's son
who died on the cross for us
Impossible to thank him just enough

He was always there even
during the worst times of my life
Now he is my life
I'm proud to be a saint
and part of his bride
My kids are his
I gave my kids to him
We pray to him at night

Whenever I'm sad, angry or in pain
even in my dreams I call his name
Always he came

Jesus and God's angels are always there
God give me power to fight these demons
and when I cant fight they fight for me
Confess and give your life to Christ 
He'll give you strength
He'll fight for you too

Believe it even if you don't see it
Have faith.