Best Hopeworld Poems
under His wings i'm safe and secure...while the world's in confusion still i am sure
under His wings i've got freedom to fly...His liberty spans from darkness to light from day into night from black into white from wrong into right
under His wings i'm abounding with joy...i'm never the devils wind up toy
once a sinner and a slave
now a soldier and a saint
under His wings my pain disappates...He lights up my steps and He shows me the way
under His wings there's peace now 4ever...the devil thinks he's clever while he's pushing those buttons and pulling those levers
while the wicked world gets rocked and rolled by devastation and doom those whirlwinds and twisters they don't get me moved
under His wings i'm blessed and never cursed...rhyme after rhyme and verse after verse
angels sing and demons scream...while the world decays and slowly dies...
under His wings...i stay in the light
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I have held the child and crestfallen
been. I have seen the face of famine
its peevish and sullen glare, a face
with hollow eyes and missing smile.
Of slow and ambling gait it drags
its cloak of misery and despair with
neither thought nor care.
It hands out pain and poverty in ever
increasing portions, disease and total
depredation flow in streams of human
sadness. Hearts and souls are reaped
in the squander of man's neglect, as
the child's cry is drowned in the open
apathy of fellow man.
Monies donated often lost or misspent,
policies adopted constantly fail, ideals
concealed in hidden agenda's, dreams
smitten by the sword of avarice and
greed.
The West sits astride the mountains
of surplus commodities to maintain
price levels, as the arms trade to the
third world flourishes bestowing
more grief and suffering.
It is beyond belief that in Africa
green oasis's were created so that
the World cup could take place, and
yet in other areas a field of corn or
wheat is still wanting.
Human we are humane we are not,
somewhere in the jungle of priorities
we are lost. Yes I know tonight I will
sit and eat my fill in comfort, maybe
a dessert of guilt.
I must have closed my eyes it seems,
for the world I once knew, feels like a far off dream!
Chaos seems to rule the day,
I don't see it getting better, yet I still pray!
I pray for guidance and not just for me,
but for all the leaders of every nation to open up their hearts and not just their eyes to
see!
The world is like water in a pot that is about to boil,
all because of the greed for the necessity of our addiction to oil!
It is hard to imagine how man survived without the technology that we now use,
maybe this technology we have today we all abuse!
The only time we walk now is for exercise, and not as a have to,
have we all stood back and allowed things to happen and now we must pay our dues?
Has our backbone become rubber and bends with the wind,
no intestinal fortitude as I shiver at the sound of the word “my friend.”
To turn back the years would be such relief,
as I look to future with abandonment and grief!
If every man could examine himself and honestly repent,
and ask for mercy, that can only be from Heaven sent!
Maybe, just maybe if it could be done,
God could postpone sending down His only Son!
Tomorrow is the first day of my life
Today is the last
For I shed all of my past
Hopes, fear, dreams are cast
Aside
My pride...
Are gone
My hear t was broken
No words are spoken,
Just tears and sighs
Where and why’s?
Silently
Are shed
No more, the joy of waking up
A tender kiss, a morning cup
Of sweetness, honey filled lips
Fluttering eyes and fingertips
Gentle caress
Bodies press
No more...
But life goes on
New wars are won
I face the world anew.
This much is true
My world
My life
Reborn...
We watched the first trapped miner rise to light,
and marveled at the cable and the wheel,
how mountain might release essential night
to rebirth, on TV – as good as real.
We marveled at the cable and the wheel
a world of nations rigged to save a man
to rebirth, on TV as good as real,
and 32 besides. The footage ran –
a world of nations rigged to save a man.
But eyes grow weary, we gave up the watch,
and 32 besides. The footage ran
without us, engineering notch by notch.
Our eyes grew weary. We gave up the watch
and went to bed with prayers for 32
without us. Engineering, notch by notch;
a wife’s brave smile; the sleepless rescue crew –
who’d go to bed, with prayers for 32,
while mountains might let loose essential night?
A wife’s brave smile, the sleepless rescue crew
watching the last trapped miner rise to light.
In a world of pain and suffering
People lost and in despair
This world remains in darkness
Violence everywhere.
Marriage break ups, sex is cheap
Morals have all gone
Families torn apart with grief
Where did we all go wrong.
Knife crime is rife among our youth
They rob the old for gain
They are fueled with drugs and alcohol
To hurt and kill and maim.
The future of this world today
There's not much hope around
Religion's try to show the way
But within them flaws are found.
The Politicians have no answer
As darkness rushes in
Can anybody save this world
From drowning in its sin.
In this world of darkness
There is hope a light I see
For only He can save this world
And set the captives free.
Religion it will fail
Politicians too
Only Jesus Christ the light of the world
Can break this sin in you.
They were babies wanting love, longing for comfort, scared yet ready for the world.
Instead they were born just to tiny. They couldn't survive they were born now just
fighting for there lives.
There were oxygen tubes and feeding tubes; IVs in there tiny veins that was all anyone
could see no one saw the tiny hope beating in there chest. No one understood that the
preemie could understand more than just the pain and suffering that was all around it
But they understood. They understood a world they were curious about that someone was
fighting to save there life
They understood there was a mother and father never leaving there side The preemie
understood much more in a world were they were thought to have understood nothing at all.
Cupped within the grasp of mine
the chi does swirl a treasure
twirling atoms held sublime
eternity unmeasured.
Reflections lift from hand to eye
each limpid surface framed
The sky above doest bring a sigh
as glorified is His name.
A world within two cupped hands
A world within each mind
Universes do unfold
within the scope of time.
So taste the waters offered thee
and see beyond the farthest sea.
Everything crumbles
Yet the support beams
Still stand to let you know
What you once had,
As if to taunt and tease you
The supportless beams are the
Only thing left in your haunting, lonely,
Blind, and mildewed world of self hatred
The raunchy smell of death is enough
To make you violently vomit
You look for a rope to end it once and for all,
But instead find a memory that was once
A happy pace in your life
Then it’s a race till you realize, eventhough
The rope would have ceased all the pain,
One day your life will have an even flow
And for some reason you still remain
At your sanitys breaking point, a different
Beam blasts blindly into vission, a sunbeam
Then a warm, secure, gentle hand reaches down
To pull you up out of your deserted, tainted,
And stranded world to start everything
Brand new,
A new
You
Open your eyes and see the pain
Close them to refrain the horror,
open your eyes to see the destruction
close them to see peace,
open your eyes to see death,
close them to see life.
Why is this world backwards, All the negative found its way out of the dark of nightmares
and into he reality of life.
Open your eyes to see starvation
close them to see relief,
open your eyes to see hate
close them to see love,
open your eyes to see grudges
close them to see forgiveness,
This world rotates the wrong way and all of us know it, yet we do nothing to send it back the
right way.
From now on when you see a horrid scene, dont close your eyes, keep them open and make
a change, make a random strangers day, hold a door, make a compliment, try to fix this
world of misery and hate.
Living here, living there,
Trying to decide what's the best,
Going throw tests,
Without any rests.
Not knowing who is real in the west.
Noone here to trust in this mess,
People walk away when you are pest,
What of friend is the best?
The ones who goes throw tests?
Without any rests?
Nothing ever lasts the same way,
Fingers running down my broken heart,
Trying to figure out what to say,
Wondering if I should pull away,
Beyond my thoughts,
Not knowing where to belong,
Knowing to be strong,
Like a root of a tree not falling apart.
Seems weird if I have no deep thoughts,
Nothing will ever write,
In this deep mind that fights,
Inside this broken heart,
Tears up wide,
Feeling the needles on the side.
Who is who in this world of insane?
Throw all these pains,
Driving me crazy in my mind,
Looking at the world blind,
Seeing those who change,
With the smile of range.
Courage hits the mind of passions,
Am I the one who wants missions?
CAn I take this misery? Or will I faint?
Yet having faith,
Hope it doesn't fade,
Eyes wide open,
Looking for an answer beyond.
Its time to build a new society.
This world will be full of people the last didn't deserve,
a world that together we can protect and conserve.
There will be no weapons testing,
love is the only thing worth investing.
A world free of crime,
where children can feel safe at bedtime.
There will be no such thing as the boogie-man,
no one getting rich from the rediculous price of an oil can.
We will grow our own food,
useless commodities will no longer be valued.
This is the world of my dreams,
a world that will never exsist or so it seems.
They were babies wanting love, longing for comfort, scared yet ready for the world.
Instead they were born just to tiny. They couldn't survive they were born now just
fighting for there lives.
There were oxygen tubes and feeding tubes; IVs in there tiny veins that was all anyone
could see no one saw the tiny hope beating in there chest. No one understood that the
preemie could understand more than just the pain and suffering that was all around it
But they understood. They understood a world they were curious about that someone was
fighting to save there life
They understood there was a mother and father never leaving there side The preemie
understood much more in a world were they were thought to have understood nothing at all.
I’m standing in the water
As my tears they fall like rain
I look upon the world
I feel the depth of pain
Hope to make a difference
So I will not play the game
I’ll sit upon the bench
Coach please don’t call my name
I do so for a victory
For the rules they are so mean
It’s time we all do join
Become a kindness team
We and only we…can do this
It is our job you know
Hope that I do see it
Before I have to go
True change happens one person at a time; remember if you change you have
changed the world by one.
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray to heaven my words to keep.
That I may realize my mistake
And my apology he’ll take
I pray at night to the stars above
That I may find untainted love
I pray to find a second chance
And from someone’s eyes a loving glance
I pray to be a better person
Though a lot of things are left uncertain
I pray at night to find a dream
To dance under the moon lit beams
I pray to know what it’s like to fly
And watch the world as it passes by
I pray to see the world turn around
So bodies never hit the ground
I pray at last to see world peace
So killings everywhere would cease
And finally I pray for you to forgive me
Even though I know, it will never be.