Best Lepers Poems

Who was this man who spoke so bold?
Was He a prophet, like one of old?
He touched the lepers, made them clean,
Gave sight to those who had never seen.
His name was Jesus.

Who was this man who calmed the sea,
And from demons set people free,
Who loved to...

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                                  It’s the day of dread
			The day your false prophets
	and prophetesses never...

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They were a carpenter's hands, calloused, yet so soothing,
Freely offered to those whose burdens needed smoothing.
He forsook the carpentry trade, His Father's will to keep,
And clasped a shepherd's crook to tend His precious sheep.

His hands blessed the children when others turned them aside.
His hands calmed...

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A cold dark yellow unhallowed moon smiles beguilingly
In the pitch-black starless and cold empty night sky 
Suckling upon the blood and the very life force of 
Pure innocence, light, and goodness . . . .

Fear stirs eerily in the forlorn sound of a fog horn...

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This town, this Silk Road had no toll to pay
  yet from the east caravans again fill its
pharaonic marble and glass temples. Monolith

malls rise its clefts, eco-wilderness morph
  into multiplex cinemas; mini golf 
and carparks - the 20th century gold fields.

A new rush...

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A loving husband, a great man of God,
Few people would dare to walk the path he trod;

Came to spread the Good news of the Bible,
Left his own country to live among tribals;

Came to serve the poor with a great vision,
A friend of lepers, he did...

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What’s the color of forced migration pain?
Ask a black person in America,
and you’ll get fifty different slave answers

What’s the silent sound of invisible chains?
Fifty killahurts of black ... 
Aryan brotherhood iron swastikas uniting

What’s the latest “pull the trigger” hate spin?
Fifty states of fascist terror —...

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I go by my many names, Luke calls
me son of man through humanity,
John portrays me as son of God in his deity.

I am, I am the one true Lamb.
The one true Lamb is what I am.

As Jesus pulled the bread apart,
he gave to each apostle,...

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I’m a free spirit rising 
a freethinker dreaming 
Stoically climbing 
the surreal limbo bar,
But I don’t know why 
i’m no bright spark 
for split seconds on fire
lighting up the dark 

Yet we have one 
with burning aspirations 
peers into his own sky 
it goes over...

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Ten Lepers sought the Lord 
carrying their badges with a Plea 
unclean unclean was the cry 
Mercy alone was their Plea
The King of mercy heard their cries 
by his word He healed them all 
One amazed returned with praise 
A new disciple of grace 

Four...

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He created the universe 
Darkness and gloom, He did disperse 
All was utopia, before the curse
             He's awesome ! 

He hangs the stars out every night 
On a sinking boat, He removed fright
In...

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Perhaps from my childhood, it had been my burning desire,
To glance Nirmal Hriday (Pure Heart) - a home I did admire;
At the thought of Kolkotta - Mother's house - my heart did churn,
To be with the destitute and dying my soul did yearn...!

Saint Mother Teresa...

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Painting ~ Freedom From Want ~ painted by Norman Rockwell

A skin and nerve disease unspeakable -
outcast, unclean; they came to be restored.
In all, ten lepers Jesus healed in full
but only one went back to thank the Lord.

November brings a holiday most grand
for it reminds us...

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 Continued from Part 1

The orphans and widows lean into the breeze
watching horrified hangmen descend to their knees 
for the angel of mercy’s no longer inclined
to forgive vengeful  phantoms (oh Furies of night!) ,
          ...

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a farmer once lost most of his crop in a storm but he didn't complain
he knew never to count on the might have-beens just thank God for whatever remains
we need to learn to count our blessings for those things we have in hand
and to thank...

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