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Sonnet to the Christ

That the brilliance of His majestic ways
and fire that burns from His white-hot eyes
give light to space of infinite, vast size 
and shine on martyr’s endless lift and praise;
that the grace He shows them endures and stays
in them and keeps and seals their lips from lies
for hearts and minds to remain pure and wise
and give His Word divine, angelic raise;
that the millennial Kingdom's earthly time
arrives after end times' brief, labor pangs
and saves God's children from sin's filthy grime,
so they who were tempted by Satan's gangs
will live on in glory and in their prime
once Christ defangs the Serpent's deadly fangs!

Copyright © Ngoc Nguyen | Year Posted 2013

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A Sonnet On Sin

Most times I do the 
things I know are wrongs
Most times I cleave to 
deeds of scarlet night
I bless and curse; these 
things I do in tongues
Too dark and strange, I 
know not wrong from 

I call upon my tears to 
cloak my state
They slowly heed but 
overflow in vain
Thus sad, I wish upon a 
lock on Fate
Thus sad, I wish upon 
this torrent's wane.

As wolves in burning 
chase of gentle deers
I scout the farthest 
corner-swamps to hide
I'm hunted strong by 
stormy winds of fears
Wherefore my breathing 
seeks a chaste-confide.
The deeds I considered a 
harmless whole
These deeds are melted-
sharp and wound my 

Copyright © Mustapha Mosi Gomina | Year Posted 2013

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Sonnet no 8

The backs have turned on me as they have turned on you,
They've drawn throughout my face all evil marks they knew,
And now they seem to see my whites as if they're black,
My every gift is met as if it was attack.

So what do they expect of me to be divine?
To let them hurt me on and on and say it's fine?
To follow Jesus and to turn another cheek?
Or to be locked away from them and named a freak?

Lamentably I see what made your wings go dark,
I do not judge you for it's them who drawn the mark,
The evil mark upon your face. While all we needed then,
Was sympathetic hug to make us see again.

Forgive me for I judged the evil brute you are,
Forgive me for I judged you only from afar.

Copyright © Peter Rangus | Year Posted 2016