Best Ambassador Poems
I'm a child of God,
An ambassador for Jesus Christ.
To pay for my sins He did die,
And the third day He did rise.
So that's why I live,
To proclaim His name.
He loves to forgive.
He never changes, He's always the same.
What can I render to Him for all His benefits towards me.
He changed my Eternal destiny.
Now I have an anchor in my soul.
I'm a friend of God's and not of the world.
Sanctified and consecrated, set apart for Jesus Christ.
I will meet Him when on my deathbed I lie.
I will keep proclaiming that Jesus Christ is God till my death.
Coz He's the One responsible for my every breath.
Ambassador of goodwill
A smile is all you wield
A warrior without a sword
Who will protect you
From bullies of sorts and sizes
You pretend to wear an armor
And carry an invisible shield
But sometimes
The hurt is too much to hide
As arrows graze your heart
While vultures see vulnerability
Simple minded naiveté
Many commend you in silence
For you would do anything
To elicit a smile
To bring warmth to a heart
Still a smile is all you wield
Radiant from beauty within
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Submitted for CONTEST NO.390 sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - January 23, 2018
When someone is told to go back in his country
in peace, it is very wise to go early
to avoid public shame.
When the Ultimatum of French ambassador
of 48 hours to leave Niger's territory passed,
Some nigerien officials cut water and power
at French embassy in Niamey so that the ambassador could go to france.
(Ambassador Sylvain Itte had been ordered
to go amid rapidly deteriorating bilateral ties.)
French government and EU continue encouraging him
to stay in Niger thinking to reverse the coup d'état
as there are many sanctions which affect innocent
people" women , children"
French government supporting the ex-rebels
of northern Niger to start violences as Ecowas troupes delay to take final decision to fight Niger for their interests.
France and EU are not for the good of people of Niger
but their mineral resources.
Ecowas and AU sanctions affecting innocent people
and increasing their strength to continue
standing for their rights as they can't lose
this opportunity to cut ties with France
for their true freedom.
When NATO demonised Muhammad Khadafi to be hated by his people to achieve their goals
which were to collect more natural resources
and plant instability in Libya.
Some libyans thought that NATO was to help them
Nevertheless they are crying till today.
Ghanaian military refused to destroy the victory
of people of Niger and they won't be part of military
who want to kill innocent nigeriens
for the benefits of some westerners
who ill-treating even them.
In life , supporting some oppressors
to hit some victims like you,
the payment will be your own cries.
August 31/2023
An Ambassador with an antique touch
was my first car and I loved it much
could be started easily
even with my locker key
gears could be changed without using clutch.
Such a car was not easy to be found
each part except the horn used to make sound
part by part had to sell it
all parts were sold except seats
I used them to make a merry-go-round!
By:kash poet
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Placement:3rd;(March 2012)
Contest:My First Car
Sponsor:Carol Brown
I’m a love ambassador of Love
A chosen representative of
the One King, Alpha and Omega
I’m a love ambassador of Jesus Christ
A lowly person who was elevated
to be a devout Christian diplomat
I’m a straight truth talker,
I ain’t got no time
for listening to unrighteous souls
murmuring and lying
I’m a love ambassador of peace
A highborn scribe of humble integrity,
who was assigned a low profile ghetto identity
It was the first job on my spiritual resume,
to undercover report, give an eyewitness account
Record all the oppression, video file the pain;
audio loop the happy times of possession
Archive every act of degradation and shame
I’m a crooked liar stalker,
I got nothing but time, a lot of precious time
for following the tracks of predatory souls,
who be killer preaching, assisted suicide spiritual dying
A repentant personal life got me promoted to my last job;
a no-title ghetto ambassador,
who opens each forum the same way:
If you don’t know, God is Love
But if you wanna know, you gotta pray
I’m a love ambassador of Jesus Christ
An angry person who has since mellowed out,
now have a perfect Holy Ghost statecraft
I’m a love ambassador of Love
A predestined human agent of
the One King, Alpha and Omega
~Ambassador Of Sunshine~
(Christintina Style)
Your verses in my heart
Dwell and won't depart
Wonderful lady
It shows you did care
And your heart did share
Great poetess you always wrote with all your heart.
You're a most beautiful one
You always shine like the sun
Your love for God always shows
In all that you wrote and chose
Helen Steiner Rice you are a
Great inspiration to me.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2011
March.21.2015
Helen Steiner Rice (May 19, 1900 – April 23, 1981) was an American poetess writer of Christian and inspirational poetry.
Christintina is a poetry style created by Christina R. Jussaume.
IN GOD I TRUST!
The desert of El Paso, Texas is never second best.
Several species of feathered friends choose here to build a nest
Hueco Tanks State Park is a great place to visit
Birds and other animals make their homes right in it
At sunrise one morning, I saw a wondrous thing,
Perched on a cactus was a Gambel’s Quail,
Like he was
Ambassador of Spring.
A plump belly and chestnut sides
distinguished him from all the rest
He wore a cinnamon-brown crown
and
comma-shaped, forward-facing crest
Sixteen young Quail and their mother formed a covey
I saw him bringing up the rear
Looking for anything suspicious
Never showing fear
I saw Hummingbirds and White-Tailed Dove
I heard a House Finch Sing.
But no bird was like Gambel’s Quail
Ambassador of Spring
02/23/2021
Written for Spring Birds Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France
My friends, you are friends,
Hence me calling you friends.
What friend does not address his friends with “friend?”
I make it clear I am your friend,
Otherwise I would be an enemy
In search of the gullible and foolhardy.
Which, by coincidence, are categories you so perfectly fall under,
But I am your friend, not an enemy.
Do not mislabel me, or dangerous consequences may follow,
And, incidentally, I may become your enemy.
I do not wish to be an opposition, my friends.
My friends, my friends,
You are my friends,
And I hold no other friends,
Because you are my friends,
My camaraderie,
For I trust you to not be my enemy,
As you trust me to be your friend.
I can feel your enthusiasm, so may this friendship last forever.
Goodwill Ambassador Gershon
Kind, joyful poet, my assertion
Never tries to lampoon or deride
His poetry leaves us happy inside
4/25/2020
As this COVID-19 pandemic rages all around us, how encouraged I am when poets, like Gershon and others, use their gift of poetry to build up one another.
purple, black and darker
than the night,
safe, within the walls
of introversion,
the soul of man sleeps
in fear of light,
as empty eyes keep vigil
over life
idly reflecting back
celestial light
as if the soul, might still
inspired...
arise,
to interchange with man's
insipid mind.
but, long mired deep
in langorous defeat
the old ambassador
who strove in vain
to teach
has ceased his thrashing
and remains asleep
Copyright ©2005 Christy S. Hyatt
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s insipid mind.
but, long mired deep, in langorous defeat,
the old ambassador, who strove in vain,
to teach,has ceased his thrashing and remains asleep
Christy S. Hyatt
Copyright ©2005 Christy S. Hyatt
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Form:
(Christintina Style)
Your verses in my heart
Dwell and won't depart
Wonderful lady
It shows you did care
And your heart did share
Great poetess you always wrote with all your heart.
You're a most beautiful one
You always shine like the sun
Your love for God always shows
In all that you wrote and chose
Helen Rice Steiner you are a
Great inspiration to me.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2011
October,7,2014
Diplomat of sullen hearts
Capturing hearts for the
Art of love I am an envoy
Specific to the world
The envoy deploy from east
To west north to south
I am the Ambassador of love
The Master of shores that
Beseech me
The diplomat of truth do trust
You must
To those that are Hateful
I am your dangerous peaceful
Enemy
I am the Ambassador of the
Poor the peacekeeper of
Love you all
For Heavens sake I am at the
Gates
You must devote
For I am Master of Devotion
Ambassador of love
I am your friend
Befriend me
Walk and talk affection
In conducive tones
That fertilise attention
To concerns affecting real folks and their comfort zones
Where each critical move you make
Adds to their happiness in tough times
As for them you bake a friendship cake
To improve climes
In which they operate
Daily
As support and back up you generate
Weekly and monthly
When they feel low
As life circumstances conspire
To deal them a huge blow
That deflates their confidence tyre to retire
Their self confidence
Which sometimes oscillates
In a distorted cadence at a glance
That vacillates
Between positive and negative
Vibes
Sometimes exclusive and punitive
When scribes
Predict their imminent downfall
As life’s clock chimes
To call
For the removal of mimes
Folks can’t lip read
Without expertise
In decoding the love creed
Whose consultation fees
Folks can’t afford
Cos no price is high enough
To convert the discord encountered into a promising accord
Between the meek and the tough
Until a Reggae ambassador intervenes
To iron out pesky issues
By using Reggae means
So no affected party in a court of law the other sues.
HE comes before the world
To engulf their confused minds
With a long life message
Son of the unknown worshiped
HE was cut by flash but his wounds soon to evaporate into the mist of the wind
The blood tripping from HIS striped body
Onto the white strips of the road symbolises the pureness of a born again
Crucified on the crucifix
“I DEAD FOR YOUR SINS”
Now HE dwells amongst us
Wealth, health
Power and every second’s hour
HE lay’s a road
Do you bear feet dance on it?
Do you take the highway?
Or you don’t go anywhere at all?
But HE still calls.
Form:
In Bethsada near Galilee
Christ found him saying'Follow me'-
Quickly,Philip sought out a friend,
Inviting him to'come & see'
Thus becoming an apostle-emissary.
More @ John 1;43-50