Best Intervene Poems
what is life that i must suffer for trusting and loving
i have received backlash instead of affection and tender arms
my own in laws disowned me yet my wife was God given
my very own dad sees me as a nuisance that deserves nothing in life
mom sees me as just a housewife yet i am God's offering
noone sees the reason to help me for i have nothing to offer
i am jobless yet i will still trust in you Lord
you have shown me dreams that even great men of our generation long for interpretation
you have battled on my behalf yet death was my sentence
dear God i have served you for you alone ca6b i trust
i feel like am dead for noone sees the value in loving me
if i ask for a shoulder i get the second class treatment after all are satisfied
dear Lord you know the words my very family have rejected me with
starting from dad to mom down to the siblings rivalry i got no right to act for i got no money
my very wife rejected me for i lost a single vision yet when i wronged her she sold me to the authorities for she is well connected
her parents rebuked me but praised there daughter for bravely yet she warmed another man's bed
dear Lord, it's my mistake that have brought me to this humiliation
therefore mshahara wangu inafaa kifo...
naomba please Lord if i have exhausted my usefulness to you and i can't be reconciled to you,
let me die for noone will even mourn for me
the rejection i have received is very much
however if one day i will leave this house of hate never let me turn back to it again
Dear Lord it's easy for me to ask for punishment to my enemies but today i pray for your help in my life
i want peace,unity and above this love first from above then from here but the final word is with you
this poem i place it in your hands..
Lord deliver me from that old rusty drum i slept in yet i was in a land of milk and honey
build me an empire of love and give me 77 times by 77 of what has been taken away...
Amen
#made from Africa
#chui munga the poet
@10th/07/2020
Slavery is all over the world
The Filipinos are victims of slavery
We have been slaves by Spaniards
We have been slaves by Japanese
We have been slaves by Americans
Our government are fighting slavery
Poor people, we only have government
What if government is the one oppressing
What happen now, the left leaning
The yellow hardliners, the red loyalist
The Lower House, the Senate are united
In oppression, one in corruption, in united team
Oppressing the people, political persecution
Of Political enemies and peoples of faith
Politician have been blinded by money
Which money of the people, tax payers money
Mainstream media is now fostering fake news
The people are smelling silent dictatorship
The people are feeling silent Martial Law
Drugs, crimes and smuggling are proliferating
My country is going to be an anarchy
My country is going to the dogs
My country is going to the crocs
My people is in quandary right now
God, please intervene the affairs of my country, Philippines.
Pondering God’s Power
Here on this much less
than a millimeter speck of space,
I imagine
the shape and size
of my soul, the depth
of my growing soul
held in God’s hands
and the astounding sight
it must take to see
frequent tears…
Pondering the scope,
the power of God choosing
to create or to eliminate;
to crush or to heal;
to wait and watch
or to intervene;
our protecting shepherd, our shield
in the cosmic war
of evil battling good…
the power of God
to reveal and to conquer;
to speed meteors;
to affect destinies;
to ask for obedience,
yet grace with free choice;
and, to touch when asked…
Rejoicing in the
power of God’s
Love-Held Sacrifice,
and the offering
of Hope within
Redemption…
The power of
Grace and Truth
Lives,
While we try to race
from out-reaching
shadows, so we
keep to flower-
bordered paths, and
the faint beauty
we sense
from beyond us
of choirs singing
“Alleluia”
…pulls us forth by Faith.
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(c) sally young Eslinger 9/20/21
Glory be to God
On the top of Table mountain, I am standing.
Raising my head, inhaling a deep breath,
of fresh air .
Enjoying the sun rays on my face,
Before I am spreading my wings.
I have so much admiration for nature,
with all Gods’ splendor.
High, green tree tops pointing to the blue sky,
While swallows and crows fly gracefully.
And underneath, dassies carefree playing.
I flap my wings and start to fly.
High, high above the mountain and trees.
Diving down to the city,
Where I see homeless people, roaming the streets.
Scratching in bins for something to eat.
Tears of sadness falling from my eyes, inside I cry.
Because some of us are lost.
No more humanity, as long they are rich.
They don’t care about the poor and their dignity.
I wish at the moment I could help them all,
But I know it is impossible.
Instead I am folding my wings, praying.
God will intervene.
My life was full of grief and pain
So scared was I, and so unclean
My efforts for relief were vain
With tears, I begged You, “Intervene!”
I waited as the weeks went past
For You to come and heal my soul
Then to my room You came at last
Your Spirit touched me, made me whole
And thus, Your comfort, love, and peace
Have filled my heart–have made me sing
You caused my griefs and fears to cease
That day You came to intervene
With daily strength, and daily care
You lift me up when I am low
And when I need You most, You’re there
You’ve touched my heart–that fact I know
Yes, You are kind and You are good
Those truths I’ve tasted and I’ve seen
You do the things I never could
Whene’er You come to intervene
Oh, how I love to see Your hand
To see Your grace and love revealed
In any harsh or arid land
When You will touch me, I am healed
Now doubts have no more place in me
Your miracles my eyes have seen
For when my trust and hope is Thee
You always, someway, intervene
His presence makes my heart so free
What satisfies me more than this?
For when my Savior comes to me
And touches me–what peace! What bliss!
And now, when wars or sorrows rise
Remind me, Yah, of what I’ve seen
To You I’ll lift my weary eyes
And wait for You to intervene