Another war crime to add onto a bucket list
that goes on far beyond our mind
Another human rights violation unheard of
when is this world going to awaken
The sleeping giant filled with grace
and bring those murdering monsters to trial
So as they may face justice
their justice returned onto them
So many masks fall away in a world arena
Greed and pride invades countries
Forcing poor innocence to suffer
trying to bring order with chaos and control
Desecration of the holy lands
innocent blood spills on sands of our times
Each and everyone of us knows morally right
There is a worth in every death
The moons have bled
I see it now opening behind scenes
Pray God be merciful unto the blind hiding
open their eyes for a moment
In a just democracy power is the people
understand this ninety per cent of all killed
Innocent people says it all sealed
In the name of the cross and ark of our covenant
They who love in God's name will speak
Holy Spirit holds the castle fort commands you
They who live on the dark side reek
peace for them does not exist
Killing machines show no mercy on suffering souls
Thou shalt not kill love's reminder enemy hates
Love thy neighbor spoken on the tablets
They have no morals standing within the light of truth
Spawn's of the Devil out of hell kills with burning lead
so we see behind the mask who deceives us
They who worship the golden calf again
as they do the anti-Christ's bidding
Reeking havoc upon this earth plundering
their soul aim is destruction givers
Treating people like animals clowned joke
reeks of vermin crawling underneath their skin
Angels upon this earth our battles has begun
we all can see the ignorance killing is not just
With twisted visions planning forward with no democracy
to kneel playing the key role fate our destiny awaits us all
Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2015
When the golden sun sets over a horizon
Mirrors inside glittering with reflections
Sparkling Underneath the realm of possibilities
Far away drifting oasis upon a cloud called nine
Where heaven holds the creation’s seat
Kneeling before lashes fold
Enthroned by your light breathing through clouds
Beneath adoring rays crowned by the Aura of beauty
Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2017
Thee sweetest lily and flower of Eden’s garden growing wild and free
held under this enchantment where the daises circles around gold
Flower of hearts where there shades of apple blossoms pink
dazzling the night under the teardrops of angels deeply unfold petals
Within a black satin velvet sky twinkling centre of stars your beauty outshines
with piercing diamond light inside a halo you are crowned perfectly regal
Princess of the starlight gaze faraway holding a dream enveloping an echo
enchanted by the magic you spell one in a thousand whispers
Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2017
Who am I?
Am I defined by what is near in sight?
Am I defined by what I have done,
Or am I defined by what I could become?
Perhaps I'm of no use.
To him, or her, or I, nor you.
Or perhaps I'm too misunderstood to be defined,
And it is something like understanding that comes in time.
And if to the world I'm never shown,
Yet in my own light I've grown and grown,
And so I can know no happiness but my own--
The reason for my smile, to you, will forever be unknown.
I do not pray for the world to know my name.
For it and verse; the letters are the same.
And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads,
I pray his pain my words to keep.
Should his eyes rain on my page,
Better tears than storms of rage.
And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads.
I pray his pain my words to keep.
And if to the world you're never shown,
Yet in your own light you've grown and grown,
And so you know no happiness but your own.
Let the reason for your smile, to you, only be known.
Copyright © Kristopher Higgs | Year Posted 2013
Eternal life begins with baptism
It continues through death and have no end
Copyright © Jacqueline R. Mendoza | Year Posted 2013
The smallest gesture captivates this world
changing a life forever takes one person of courage
In a journey into the future following hope
passing through the depths of darkness finding peace
Alone I search the stars holding my breath inside wishes
for that one special light a blessing so pure radiates
Sweet soul I surrender to you under each passing new moon
steps forward a little closer in finding you answers all dreams
Take this heartbeat in your hand my love and dance with me
Under the beam where shadows come alive sparks will fly
In your amazing grace royal crowning jewels will shine
Joining hands together we become united
Under a lovers moon where the moondogs kiss the sparkle
kissed by the guardian soul fluttering butterflies breathtaking
Nightshades hold you inside wishes closing lashes
tears fall as the morning dew
Awakening each living daydream smiles
I will always my love wait for you until the end of time
Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2016
ABOUT THE SECOND COMING OF JESUS CHRIST LORD
Expressive art showed her face.
The mother of Christ was shouting in silence.
Her words were that we are amongst God.
I read her lips.
She stated to give respect during Passover.
The vision was surreal.
This Easter Sunday, when I give my speech, my teachings
will be for a greater determination.
Virgin Mary departed knowledge and new insight on the
second coming of Jesus Christ Lord.
The world will be celebratory.
This knowledge is glorious.
Sponsor: Debbie Guzzi
Contest Name: Jesus Nebula & Visions of Mary for Easter
Entry Date: March 22, 2014
Date Written: March 22, 2014
Copyright © Verlena S. Walker | Year Posted 2014
To sit in the confines of knowledge
At a desk the colour of porridge
An air of unescapable heat
At a desk the colour of wheat
The lure of the Mail Online
At a desk the colour of brine
Looking at Jamie Kirby's broken leg
At a desk the colour of regret
Copyright © Tom Hyam | Year Posted 2013
Copyright © 2015
To Earth tumbling down, down
stronger than the Trumpet's sound
Glowing beautiful as a Morning Star,
a Morning Star flung down way from
afar, afar from its starry home and
near G.O.D.'s Throne
The most considered and trusted one
with knowledge from the ONE, One
who sent His true Son to protect
humans from the rebellious one
To and fro, like a comet's glow,
glowing with influence, an
influence that separates and
divides, dividing the truth,
is what Satan tries to do, hiding
Hiding the truth from one and all
to seek the ONE and only SON
The true meaning of X-Mas as most Christians tries to define it, is the ONE and only Gift to Humanity, for the salvation of human souls by the Son of G.O.D., Christ Jesus.
Not from the evil spirit of the one called Cesare Borgias, painted by Rome's famous artist Leonardo da Vinci, which was the one single most powerful propaganda tool out of the new Roman Empire>>Europe and adapted by the most racist nation on earth, the United States of America to foment its racist domestic and foreign policies, that many decent Americans are still fighting to distance themselves from in foreign and domestic affairs.
It's not just the squabbling political and social fights we see via the media, it's a spirit battle against those who align themselves knowingly or unknowingly with mankind's strongest ally, SATAN who knows his defeat, against someone who couldn't be conquered, draws neigh.
edited: 5 Jan 2016
Copyright © Les Pruitt | Year Posted 2015
Bewitched and Bothered
If I float like a feather high in the sky
Hope all of my problems will pass by
And plainly in view should see below
Being bigger as they grow and grow.
Bewitched and bothered become you
Are fearful and afraid of what to do
As to consequences you must endure
While many facts still seem obscure.
Am growing older and days increased
Weigh priorities from biggest to least
For me and my plans to be a success
Say prayers to God so me will bless.
In my tears of sorrow I did not drown
Moment of glory came wearing a crown
No more Bernie or Trump through to wade
Neither one of them liked orange marmalade.
James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2016
She had found such great delight
and knew her salvation experience was right.
Thankful for the message she heard,
it was so clear in God's Holy Word.
She repented, was baptized, received the Holy Ghost.
She had every reason in God to boast.
For her family she had concern and care.
She longed with them her faith to share.
But her new life with her loved ones collided,
and she found herself in a house divided.
Still, she determined to live for God
though her household thought her new life odd.
And so began the opposition,
among them an invisible partition.
There were subtle jabs and pointed jeers.
Sometimes she cried a puddle of tears.
Slowly at first, she began to decline
and couldn't seem to feel God's presence divine.
Her prayer life slipped. She quit reading the Word.
The voice of the Lord was less frequently heard.
Attendance to God's house did slack
as she appeared to be turning back.
Family pressure pushed her over the edge of reason
whereby she committed spiritual treason.
submitted for The Edge of Reason contest sponsored by John Hamilton
Copyright © Carol Connell | Year Posted 2017
Is my life quite kooky?
Does seem rather spooky!
Tighter than a high-strung cat
What about nerves? Get rid of that!
Yet somehow I made it through
Become baptized you can too!
Copyright © Joshua Lacey | Year Posted 2010