Best Benefited Poems
Night Whispers in my ear, promising sweet
Dreams from another world. My eyes lidded
With wonder of images that aren't complete.
My consciousness blurs, I scrunch up my feet.
Dream realm returns, I enter it timid.
Night whispers in my ear, promising. Sweet
Melodies drift down a rain ridden street.
Colors explode to make the dull gilded.
I wonder of images that aren't complete.
I dream in color that's full of deceit,
My journey confused but benefited
Night. Whispers in my ear, promising sweet
Souls of good fortune. The spell obsolete,
Slips off my mind. The day then comes guilted,
I linger with images that aren't complete.
Startling gold sun begins to reach its peak,
But my mind is in bed, dreaming tinted.
Night whispers in my ear, promising sweet
Wonder of images that now are complete.
If money was no object I wonder where I’d go
I’d love to visit friends who have just moved to Orlando
I could buy a wonderful mansion packed full of treasure
With servants to wait on me, so I could enjoy my leisure
But to move away from everything I know doesn’t appeal to me
Money doesn’t buy you happiness - well not from what I can see
So in reality I would not move away from my little house
I’d give my fortune to charity and live like a church mouse
When I leave this mortal coil I could look down from my home in the clouds
See that others have benefited, for there are no pockets in shrouds
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If You Were Rich
Sponsor Mystic Rose
Many blessings we are given.
Some of us receive more of some blessings
than we do of others.
However, there is one blessing
which needs to be equal for all.
It includes the basic human freedoms
which are even called “God-given,”
but are they really equal for us all?
So important for the world is freedom
that it was foremost in the minds
of the Founding Fathers who wrote the Constitution,
an inspired document that influenced
the course of history for many nations to follow.
It’s true that only the white man benefited
from all those freedoms in the beginning,
but throughout time, and with the struggle of brave souls
who sought total equality,
in the world today, those of us in the free world
are supposedly guaranteed our human rights
regardless of gender, race, or creed.
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Even just until the last century,
freedoms had not been won for all
even though for years they’d been
burgeoning across the planet.
Sadly, however, more than half the world
still is not completely free.
Women suffer most of all for this
as also do the impoverished
and those whose belief systems do not
match those of the majority.
Wars have been fought in the name of freedom.
Blood of the brave has been spilled countless times for it,
yet even today in the so-called “civilized” world,
freedom for all is but a dream for many.
Can those not allowed to speak their own minds be happy?
Can those for whom what they do with their lives
is being dictated to them still be happy? Possibly!
But I know that if my very thoughts were disallowed
to be spoken, I would feel miserable.
Even today, censorship is forming new storm clouds
on our horizons.
We who already enjoy our basic human rights
cannot allow ourselves to lose the freedoms
that set us apart from the parts of the world
whose citizens would give anything to be like us.
Never can we allow our precious freedoms to vanish.
Without our dreams or the ability to make them happen,
we cannot be the people God intended for us all to be.
Freedom matters and high is freedom’s cost.
Please fight to keep the freedom
that rightfully is yours, for it’s your best blessing.
Nov. 16, 2022
Entered to Joe Maverick's Freedom Piub Poetry Contest
January 24 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Exodus 19-21
Key Verse – Exodus 19:3-4 And Moses went up unto God, and the LORD called unto him out of the mountain, saying, Thus shalt thou say to the house of Jacob, and tell the children of Israel; Ye have seen what I did unto the Egyptians, and how I bare you on eagles' wings, and brought you unto myself.
FAITH IN GOD WHO BEARS US ON EAGLES’ WINGS
God bears us on eagles’ wings by His loving compassion
Extra-special are we around His eternal salvation
Excellent is His power that increases our faith’s action
Exposing us to His works of perfection.
God bears us on eagles’ wings from hell-penalty’s gruesomeness
Extra-blessed are we amidst His faithfulness
Excellent is His sacrifice that grants our faith divine worthiness
Exposing us to His awesome magnificent holiness.
God bears us on eagles’ wings upon His pardoning judgment
Extra-privileged are we along His ransom of redemption-settlement
Excellent is His covenant that assures our faith of trust fulfillment
Exposing us to His standards of Scriptural measurement.
God bears us on eagles’ wings with His liberating freedom
Extra-fortunate are we to be led toward His kingdom
Excellent is His guidance that directs our faith’s walk with His wisdom
Exposing us to His great commission for functional Christendom.
God bears us on eagles’ wings along His mighty revival
Extra-benefited are we because of His promised victorious survival
Excellent is His glory that radiates in our faith’s favour and approval
Exposing us to His greatness as we await His grand arrival.
God bears us on eagles’ wings through His upholding fellowship
Extra-protected are we since we are offered His friendship
Excellent is His Word that nurtures our faith’s stewardship
Exposing us to His truths of discipleship upon servant-leadership.
God bears us on eagles’ wings toward His jubilant victory
Extra-guarded are we under His territory against evil’s fury
Excellent is His safety that secures our faith’s drive against injury
Exposing us to His ministry, especially in sharing His Gospel story.
January 24, 2025
I Believe in You- A short letter to America
By Curtis Johnson
Dear America,
At times, I have doubted myself and questioned you
I have cried bitter tears over you, but never doubted you
The real you is not all that we see, or even all that we feel
My core beliefs sum up the real me, as is the case with you
In despair, I found that the core of you always gave me hope
Out of the core, true life flows, and your core has drawn masses from afar
When many of your people were denied their rights and forsaken,
I believed in you. When your sacred laws were broken, I believed in you
When people were sold as property and terror tolerated, I was not here, but still, I believed in you
When a right is exercised and I disagree, I still believe in you
When an intolerance is expressed, I am sad, but yet, I believe in you
When your flag is burned or a church is bombed, I ache for you, but I continue to believe in you
When I see you in the Preamble, I see ‘me’ in ‘we the people’, and I believe in you
When I pledge allegiance to your flag and say, ‘under God’, I believe in you
When I read the address at Gettysburg about your government, it’s my government too. "This government of the people, for the people, and by the people shall not perish…” This government is yours; it is theirs; it is ours, and I believe in you.
O American, there are endless reasons for believing in you, but I shall close with the last sentence from The Declaration of Independence. For therein lies a summary of how much our founding fathers believed in you. “And for the support of this declaration, with a firm reliance on the protection of Divine Providence, we mutually pledge our lives, our fortunes and our sacred honor.”
O America, may God continue to richly bless you. May I and millions of others who have benefited from your blessings, be ever reliant upon Divine Provident ( GOD ). And may we too pledge all.
cj08112015
Milton’s Paradise Lost is a book I sometimes dip into. For modern
readers it does not lend itself to a quick browse. It’s pretty clear from the
start who dunnit.
My version in paperback contains insightful explanatory notes.
Apparently “Science” in the Tempter’s words“ O Sacred,
Wise and Wisdom giving Plant, Mother of Science”,* being derived from the Latin verb “scire”, really means what we now understand as “knowledge”.
This note seems to be for the benefit of such innocents who are
unaware of the process of diachronic semantic change, and who
may also entertain misgivings about nuclear power plants.
Newton’s apple might jolt us into considering matters of considerable
gravity.
Today we are concerned more about fallout than with the Fall, more
with the atom than with Adam.
Science is not primarily concerned with moral questions, yet
we have all benefited from science. That science has also
furnished Man with the means of self-extermination and involves environmental pollution on a global scale we must accept as collateral damage, call it what you will.
Science is not primarily concerned with moral questions.
Even though scientific knowledge is based on the axiom that our sensory perceptions, the experiments, observations and theories of science cohere,
being phenomena in one and the same time-space continuum, a scientist
should not be diverted from his or her quest by troublesome thoughts about extraneous factors, be they social, political or moral in nature, that impinge on the awareness of one indivisible reality.
In Milton’s day “science” simply meant “knowledge”.
Milton was concerned with the problem of good and evil, the relationship of God and Man, the conflict between Truth and Mammon, not with the complex realities of our modern industrial high-tech world.
Perhaps cogito ergo sum, that premise of the modern scientific method, also has a moral dimension.
Milton’s Paradise Lost is a book I occasionally dip into.
Whenever rain falls,
It is an answered prayer for the fruitfulness of the earth
The earth buried seeds spring up in freedom
To give expression to their potential
It is the glory of the trees in the forest
That after their death, they live on
It is joy of animals in the jungle
For they have more and fresh food to eat
Only the earth prayed for rain
The seeds buried down in the earth,
The trees of the forest, the animals in the jungle
And more benefited from the earth’s prayer
A word of prayer in faith according to His will from you
Could affect millions just at that point you are standing
(c) 2007
That tall professor
Taught us literary criticism,
Himself a competent critique;
Often quoted Shakespeare,
Iqbal, Mir and Rumi.
Looked really worried
For the unnoticed evils in society,
Wrinkled his nose,
Protruded his lips.
And I would recall with love
The Utopian society,
The two romantic-poet-friends talked of.
And once I showed him in his office
A short picnic-poem,
He said,
Ok! But improve your Thematic Concern.
And when I asked to please explain,
His unwashed, perhaps Peon
Interferingly said,
“It is easy! Bigger themes means
Subjects, a society’s benefited somehow!”
Has drawn all the bills
And left unknown, with a mere message
Through the coordinator,
“I have finished all their course of lectures.”
Ah! In twenty-minutes’ three lectures.
My heart is yet on the globe,
The erroneous proceedings from Adam;
Which led to successive diversity,
Further deepening till this morning,
The bleeding sore of disintegration,
Bequeathed to the result of today.
Seven continents they become,
Originally one as trinity;
Like that in the upper room,
Distorted accent and language,
Further sinking beneath unity;
To the state at hand today
There was a mind of possibilities
With formidable determination
That benefited from the division
These brains could have been harnessed
To revivify our world,
But for the knave that left us here today
I crave mending glue,
Joining the Antarctic crevices;
Sucking dry Arctic waters,
In return to a unified world,
Eden of the genesis with many colours;
A mirage? But here we are today!
I sat on the pavement of memories and dreams hoped to retrieve
In my imagination for weddings looked and I saw the pain on the surface floated
Found scattered grief and plentiful among them mixed with
I benefited from my pain and my experience in life has matured
Whatever described my life Words and phrases failed to have disappeared from the lexical
My creations colorful and my hopes for the illiterate and spoke
Author : Omar Hachmi
My first amendment right was never fought for overseas! It was Martin Luther King who was beat to his knees! It was Fanne Lou Hamer who gave me permission to speak! It was a war on Sunday but only in American streets! It was four little girls bombed in Birmingham that fought for me! It was Jimmie Lee Jackson killed by a state trooper, it was Recy Taylor raped by 6 white men that were set free! It was Claudette Colvin who wouldn't give up her seat before Rosa Parks wanted to rest her feet! It was Ruby Bridges and the Little Rock 9 but no US solider died for me! It was Mose Wright who said “their they be!” Black soldiers segregated begging to fight to give blood for rich greedy white, but not me! Returned home and couldn't get a bite! Separated on the battle field and in Georgia latrines! It was Red summer when white soldiers pummeled blacks in the streets! Negros hung for wearing uniforms and you say you fought for me? Meager Evers shot down in the streets, Emmet Till till today crying out I can't breathe! How arrogant of you say you fought a war for me! You fought 3 wars before I could even vote! my people had to take to the streets being beat by ex-military who turned cops with sheets! No war over oil benefited me! In the words of Brother Ali, I leave this "Listen I'm in no position to judge a young stud Tryn'a use the military to come up Cos self preservation is the first law of nature" just stop saying you fought for me when my ancestors blood cover American streets! They the only people that fought for me! How can you fight for some rights that was supposed to be Naturally given to me?
All Rights Reserved by Man-o son of Afrikka Redemption!
Tick tock and watch the clock move back into the past. Let's enter a time machine and run into the past or step back into the future who knows? Let's go to a time where you and I were so equal we were considered as one. Let's go to those times when we were so high the sky seemed like the ground. Let's reminisce on those times that we went so deep you thought a bottomless pit was shallow. Let's... Let's Travel.
There was a time when I wanted to be your past, present and future but sadly you never thought that far. All you thought about is what benefited you. Whether I win or lose as long as you are happy that's all that matters. Well sadly tunnel vision only shows you a way forward not a way out. You never considered all possible outcomes, other ways to satisfy your needs. I know I'm a boy a woman can make a man of. I know I'm a boy that would stay up with you just to see a smile on your face. I know I'm a boy that can see the light in you within your darkest moments. I know... I know we can Travel.
I honestly thought our relationship would reach ground-breaking heights, but then we all know that you can't spell trust without "us." Did you know that success only comes before work in the dictionary? You were in such a rush to reach the top and I never understood why. You doubted me when I told you let's work and we'll succeed? You doubted the fact that just because we were not from the same world we couldn't reach an equilibrium. You doubted what I felt for you. You doubted... You doubted me when I said let's Travel.
They say a mistake is only a mistake if you learn from it. So if you do it twice what do you call it? A hobby? Cause it looks like you found a new hobby in being unfaithful. I heard that everyone deserves a second chance but do you deserve a third one? I don't know. Question: Will you ever find another person like me? You might someone who looks like me, but he's not me. You might find someone who laughs like me, but he's not me. You might find someone who holds you like me, but he's not me. Hell, you might find someone who cares, just like I did, but he's not me. We were supposed to be Romeo and Juliet. We were supposed to have a future together. We were meant to love one another. Hell, we were meant to die side by side. We... We were meant to Travel.
I’ve walked the city streets
marveled at the night lights
and majestic high buildings
seeming to silence the sky
a blot of darkness, for nothing
is visible above the eaves--
top floors reserved for
Penthouse gods and goddesses…
I’ve witnessed the motion
spoken to Movers and Shakers
and have concluded that
even death can be quite animate
but there is only Life in Love…
(God has no enemies
but evil begets its own
sows where the heart
has left its vacancies)
The past is a place
we are all too familiar with
for the present benefited
or the victim--
the future our place for
hope and dream, immediately
blessed where there is
abundance of faith and love…
The world has gotten
much smaller, too many
eyes: no place to hide
without snap snap click click
not a word is said without
leaving a recorded echo--
tigers and lions now our
technologies, licensed to
ambush and devour…
Since when did News
become Gladiators,
good vs evil, excluding
the facts? Not that I
don’t like a feisty fight
every now and then,
but when seeking news
I prefer the right—a clear
and penetrating pure light
absent the glaring egos
we now call Anchors
more A Ship of Fools.
I have known you now for many years. You have been with me through my hard
times and lots of tears.
You have been there when my demons take me to horrible places. You always
make me feel so safe. You helped ease my pain and most of all taught me how
to trust.
I know that our relationship has been a professional one. I can't help but
imagine your life having fun with friends and family just enjoying your life. I also
see the caring and compassion that I have always benefited from and it has
changed my life.
God has blessed me to have someone like you taking care of me. I will always
be grateful to you for your kindness and compassion which has continued to
make me safe today.
I will eventually have to say good-bye some day, and I want you to know the
memories I have will live on in my heart forever. I'll never forget you.
Hours morning, hours evening,
With hope, cling; without hope, cling
Man without shape gets anything,
Yours for pay be nothing,
If you lay on all thing.
The universe is a univerasal daughter,
Each man a piece,
Setting her your way be like the hen in the slaughter,
Visiting hours without learn,
Till others learnt from hers case.
Generation without axioms is
Like the wind. Anything it blows,
Our house it did and burnt our forests,
Lastly barren it went up the skies,
The woman to dance she chose,
She is now dancing. Our waists are broken,
Hers not yet. A connoisseur she's become.
One fetched water in haste. To dance cannot,
Already tired. Done mistakes two:
Bring water soiled, In hurry hurried, now tired.
It be conventional wisdom to eat your nuts one by one,
My professor words quote, good unwanted is 1,
Yet all want record number 1. Who the man
That will reconcile wisdom and application?
Luck be not except ruling out uncertainty to pursue certainty.
Luck be not without crucifixion of big dreams,
For the liberty of slim realities,
Like the party in the neighbour's house,
While mourning be in ours,
Take no jealousy.
I took a piece of meat yonder,
What benefited it me?
The love in a foreign marriage cannot save our hell.
Hail hail hail,
Hail again.
The morning breaks
A monotonous rhythm: black back to back,
The eagle flies east, west the vulture adventures.
One dines fresh, fellow tours the grave.
Do something though nothing,
Cast lot, get one,
A city is built unit-wise not package so,
The tune of our merry, the being of chance,
Sorry to be a victim.