Best Jewish Religion Poems
I did behold the vision
one like a daughter of man
singing before the armies of heaven
I did hear what the seven thunders said
said they put on your war robe LORD and go
then go and cleanse the earth with your sword
Lewis Nyaga
Christianity: “hitting yourself over the head with a hammer so that when you stop it feels so good.”
Judaism: “hitting yourself over the head with a hammer because you are a chosen one.”
Muslim: “It feels good hitting other people over the head with a hammer.”
Hinduism: “Watching everyone else hitting themselves and others with hammers and finding it amusing.”
Sikhism: “Letting the Guru hit you over the head with a hammer so that when he stops it feels so good.”
Confucianism: “Hitting yourself and your family members over the head with a hammer, in a highly refined manner, for the sake of the community.”
Theravada Buddhism: “There is no one to do the hitting, no hammer, no people to hit and it feels horrible.”
Mahayana Buddhism: “Telling other people that there is no one to do the hitting, no hammer, no people to hit and it feels horrible.”
Vajrayana Buddhism: “There is no one to do the hitting, no hammer, no people to hit and it feels fantastic.”
Jainism: “Please stop hurting all the poor hammers!”
Rastafarian: “Let’s make a hammer shaped spliff! “
Daoism: “Hitting yourself over the head with hammer without hitting yourself over the head with a hammer.”
Masonic: “Let’s sell all these stupid people hammers.”
Misguided forces in our world
seek to reinstate Nero's declaration
in 64 AD, branding Christianity
an illegal religion,
not simply to announce it as truth,
but to make all people everywhere
believe it- and act on that belief.
Even in our nation, it's working!
We Christians help push the wagon
with our narrow, misguided emphasis
on "Separation of Church & State."
In our effort to keep the Government
out of the church, we've unwittingly
brought it in. Government regulation
is now at ridiculous extremes.
Our children cannot pray in public,
bibles are banned. God's name is stricken
from songs, prayers, coins. Mustn't pray
in Jesus' name, this might be offensive.
Christians are despised, persecuted,
just as prophesied in Nero's day.
Because America is known as a Christian
nation, our country is hated, our people
slaughtered- just as they were in 64 A.D.
*Illegal Religion
What do you say
when you kneel to pray
Is it for Health or Wealth
The Nation's Good
or merely for a scrap of food
I suppose it depends
on whether you are ill or poor
Concerned or just hungry
Any one of these
would guide your words
You'd hope that someone heard
your pleas to ease the pain
For worldly gain
For Peace on Earth
Or is it rebirth
that you seek
In a world of the meek.
Do you take off your shoes
Do you cover your head
Do you pray for the living
and bless the dead
Do you do it in Church
Do you go to a Mosque
Do you sit on your bed
Clasp your hands, bow your head
Do you sing,
Do you shout
What is it about
This profession of good
This praying for food
for starving nations
The lighting of candles
for dead relations
I find it quite odd
That we have but one God
Yet we cannot pray together.
The concept of time is an elusive dream
The concept of thought in time more elusive
Since i overcame the space time constraints
And followed a path ordained from the start
..Paid they thirty cents of coins to the betrayer
Thirty cents and my Savior was uplifted
Hanging on that cross moving time eternity..
That Rabbi sacrifice changed everything
And Silas once more was able live again
Silas once more was able to abide by time
. ...I will call you my servant Silas
I will subdue nations before you
I will loose the amour of kings
So that gates will not be be shut
I will go before you...
They paid thirty cents and Rabbi the Elect of God
Picked up that rugged cross and bore the burden
Oh RABBI there on that cross time stood still..
As atonement was made for past, future and present
....As the throne of mercy was revealed and the elect
Gained entry.. Hard was my lot when i lived
By the tents of Kedar...
Taking another route
As the Lord had granted him
Means and ends to all paths
And to be a guidance to they
Who lack not in patience
Moving through the eastern gate pass
Taking the very path of dawn
Arriving traveler at the throne of mercy
Thirty cents of coins paid and my master
Breathed his last saying its over
Regardless of what the Liberal Media says
JESUS WAS A JEW
What has happened to religion,
That the media hates it so?
They look for fault in believers,
They tell us how to go.
They cast doubt on the faith,
Of Americans near and far.
They have assumed the authority,
To raise the holy bar.
They call us religious fanatics,
Holy wackos and such.
They claim we worship a false God,
That we are out of touch.
They twist the Holy Scriptures,
To their "enlightened" point of view.
What we have believed for 2000 years,
Is not the thing to do.
Love homosexuals and Lesbians,
Adults who abuse a child.
Even those who violate animals,
If not then you are wild.
They claim Jesus was a Muslim,
Though that faith was not around.
When the Son of our Heavenly Father,
Walked this Holy Ground.
If the scriptures are not enough,
To convince these evil souls.
Let science show what happened,
It proves all that was told.
If they want to doubt my Jesus,
Then join us for the ride.
Jesus was a Jew,
If only on His Mother's side.
RAYMOND V. MORGAN
Jesus Christ was the greatest Jewish man who has been on the Earth.
The world became a far greater place on the day of his birth.
When Jesus was nailed to the cross, he died for people's sins.
He's in Heaven with his father now but we will see him again.
The Jewish people have been persecuted and that's a disgrace.
Jesus is wonderful and he'll be the savior of the Human Race.
Jonah's Calling
A vision of Jonah I did not see,
Nor did I hear the Lord speak
(Who pitied the wicked city of Nineveh)
When He said to His servant, Jonah,
“Arise and go to Nineveh for me.”
“Set me free!” Jonah cried and said to himself,
“They are but strangers to me.”
And the Lord heard Jonah’s heart
And turned.
In shame, Jonah ran away
To Tarshish, where he boarded a cargo ship,
Which got caught in a tempest.
And lots were drawn
And Jonah was thrown overboard
And was swallowed by a huge fish
(Jonah prayed, and the Lord hearkened to him)
Which, after three days, vomited him onto dry land.
And the Lord spoke to Jonah a second time,
“Arise and go to Nineveh for me.”
This time Jonah obeyed,
And the Lord’s anger was abated
Because the debaucherous city of Nineveh
Repented.
However, Jonah was jealous
Of the Lord’s compassion for Nineveh
And sulked under the shade of a tree.
“It is so cool under the gourd,” thought Jonah.
“Why should I leave? Where is my love?”
Then, a worm ate the plant,
Causing Jonah to suffer from the heat,
Who then turned and cursed the Lord.
And the Lord spake to Jonah a third time,
“And yet, you did not plant the gourd,
Nor did you tend to it.
You know not whence it lives
And canst not say when it shall die.
Shall I not have compassion for the people of Nineveh
Who cannot tell their left hand from their right?
Dost thou do well to be angry with me?”
And I remembered, written in the Book of Isaiah 1:18,
Of the Lord’s abounding love and patience.
“Come now, and let us reason together,” saith the Lord.
“Though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be white as snow;
Though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool.”
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References:
Book of Jonah (Old Testament)
Isaiah 1:18 (KJV)
MINHA ALMA CHORA AO VER O MUNDO
* Jc Pereira
Olho o mundo,
Minha alma chora,
Um ***** futuro,
É mostra, o que se espera?
Nossas crianças morrendo,
Chuvas de bombas derramadas,
Quer na Síria, Gaza ou Líbano,
Elas são chacinadas.
A mulher desvalorizada,
sofre estupro,
Violentada, empoderada,
Dela fazem apenas uso.
O idoso vai para asilo,
Nem os filhos os quer,
É mantido preso,
Em abrigos relés,
Sob a violência jaz o mundo,
A Igreja se perdeu,
Religião virou comercio,
Objeto de Fariseu.
Olho o mundo e choro,
A hipocrisia reina,
O rico cada vez mais rico,
O pobre jogado na arena.
Tal como na Roma antiga,
No Coliseu da Injustiça Social,
O rico se delicia na arquibancada,
Oprimindo o pobre, um ser banal.
Olho o mundo e choro,
Não vejo solução,
Resposta não encontro,
Para este mundo cão.
O político se corrompe,
Age em causa própria,
Esquece o pobre,
O dinheiro é sua gloria.
Mundo ingrato e cruel,
Se Jesus voltar hoje,
Vão lhe dar vinagre e fel,
Pois o homem, não o conhece.
Crucificarão Jesus novamente,
De forma mais cruel,
O homem perdeu o norte,
O mundo é Torre de Babel
Jose Carlos Pereira
O autor, Dhc. Dr. Jose Carlos Pereira PHD, é doutor em Filosofia, PHD em Teologia, Doutor em Comunicação, Capelão, Bispo, Pastor, Teólogo, Filosofo, Embaixador da Paz, Comendador Ordem do Mérito Teológico Cientifico, Medalha Mandela para a Paz Mundial, Medalha Cecília Meirelles, Medalha Castro Alves, Medalha Santo Agostinho, entre outras e mais de uma centena de Comenda recebidas, pelo seu ativismo pela paz e a educação inclusiva e na elaboração de Projetos Sociais visando o bem da humanidade.
O Autor é UN Volunter, Signatário do Pacto Global das Nações Unidas, e Membro consultivo do UN Ecosoc/Esango.
É Jornalista, Fundador e Presidente do Franco da Rocha News e do Instituto Educando Para a Paz.
I have been a dark skin man
with a white god
For so long l was groomed
In another man's faith
The sufferance of time
I bared with my teeth out
Beautifying the face of pains
With false smiles
They came in peace
So they say with a meek tone
In the name of religion
and for the sake of their god
Religion, you mocker of wisdom
Like fools we followed
Like sheep led by shepherds
Humble, to the slaughter room
They dimmed the light of our future
and burn our reasoning to ashes
We abandoned our Own trade
to find gain in a blind man's business
O Africa! You forsaken culture
Your gods bleeds out
Daily the ancestors calls
Retrace your steps and return home
Why pray in the tongue of the Arabs
And embrace the Jewish laws
You prostitute your sacred ground
With the Worship of a foreign god
What shall it profit you
To lose your culture and gain the world
Haven't you realize yet
That religion is no solution to the world
We are Muslims,
we are Christians,
Jews and Hindus too;
Same blood runs in veins,
Made of same flesh and bone;
Same emotions,
Same love we feel;
God or Allah is same sense,
Word used differently,
In different worlds;
God Created humans
to live side by side;
Inscriptions say,
"Surrender to me,
And follow pathway I draw";
"Live for others,
Die for others,
And Feed the needy,
Live and let live";
Where have we lost;
Mistook guidelines,
Of God or Allah;
Reading and memorising,
Spiritual verses,
Two and five times,
Becomes the sign of excellence;
No text reading or worship,
Is worth,
Without bringing them,
Into own life;
Have we lost as human,
Defeated humanity,
For selfish avarice;
Purpose of spirituality,
Is only one,
"Live and let live"
© sadashivan nair
In the deserts of Arabia, Medina had many Hebrews
And Khaybar Oasis was full of farms run by Jews.
To this day Muslims shout Khaybar, defeating Jews hits a chord
Because Mohammed took both places by the power of the sword
After his death Muslim armies took more
Palestine, Syria, Turkey, and that just opened the door
Then they took parts of Persia and Central Asia, these fearsome men
It's hard to believe Egypt and North Africa were Christian back then
Muslims on a roll took Morocco, Algeria and Spain
They did this for the sake of Allah, not for monetary gain
They conquered much of the subcontinent, was it genocide?
Hindus, Sikhs, and Buddhists claim that millions died.
Today, Jihadists wage war from Nigeria to Mozambique
Islam is on the rise, other religions seem quite weak
You don't hear your local church crying for African dead
Their priorities are more parochial, even progressive instead.
Islam also spreads in peaceful ways, I don't want to deceive
Traders have spread the message of the prophet whom they believe
But what strikes me is that Muslims whose ancestors may have been Christians or Jews
When polled today, express missionary views.
It interesting too to see Islam collide with Chinese rule
The Uighurs are being digested; the process very cruel
Nonetheless, Iran and Pakistan all want China's aid
At least for now they're willing to make that moral trade.
History is often made by the tip of the spear
A minority of extremists can maintain and spread the fear
The Koran does say there is no compulsion in belief
But in practice, that Arabian gazelle has teeth.
Even here in the West, if you draw a blasphemous cartoon
Never mind paper freedoms, your end is likely soon.
Born of man and holy breath
Heaven’s angel who stops death
Father of the race of Seth
Who are we but our practices,
Our ancient food and songs,
Who are the chosen few that we meet in the beyond?
Where are the lines beneath,
From order to chaotic press,
Defined by time and creed it seems devoid of holiness.
If all glory be to G-d, is that to yours or mine,
The differences seem minor through translations over time,
Drawing ever closer and yet further apart,
Is it what’s in the book, what’s taught or what’s in the heart?
If I will start over and trade the Matzo for the date,
Would my love be any different, would my humor or my hate?
Would I grow up wanting for the festival of lights,
Or look forward to a month of eating with family by candlelight.
Would I miss the songs of my homeland or the wine,
Would I learn new songs and sing them with my brother’s side by side.
The similarities between us cut deeper than the land
So, there for the grace of G-d go I
With my brother’s hand-in-hand.
The Third Temple
The other Abrahamic religions have heard,
That the Jews want to build their Temple, Third.
But do they expect thousands of animals to kill,
Just so their god can get His thrill?
We know that God likes the smell of burning meat.
While sitting on the mercy seat,
He watches all His worshippers eat,
While they hope to really accrete.
Think of the traffic that will massively grow,
In just moving animals to and fro.
Not to mention the smell in the air.
Many people will avoid being there.
But what about the PETA crowd?
I imagine them to get quite loud.
And other vegetarians will also swell.
They’re not going to take this well.
Imagine all the animals that die.
Tens of thousands per year. They’ll decry.
Demonstrations, of course, they’re guaranteed.
They will cause chaos and violence and people will bleed.
Fanatics will say it’s all for the need,
To stop the slaughter that they impede.
And what about a diasporic Jew?
What is he expected to do?
Travel to Israel just to be near,
The Temple structure he holds so dear?
Close to his God, enjoying the savor,
And hoping to win more of God’s favor.
They’d be required, three times a year,
To be at the Temple and adhere,
To the rules so they do not veer,
From their God, the one they fear.
If that be the case then I will apply
To own an airline and only fly,
All the Jews who won’t deny,
Their God who never hears them cry.