Best Messiah Poems
Walking toward His grave, the cool air nipping at my nape on this chilly Nisan morning, feeling disconsolate. The sun has just risen over the Mount of Olives, while the magnificent temple basks in radiant light just beyond. I used to view the holy place with such reverence. Everything seems different now, at least for me. My head is still spinning over the events we witnessed this past week. The most compassionate man the world has ever known is no more. My spirit sank as they spat on him, hit him with their open hands and fists, beat him mercilessly with bone-braided whips, taunted him, cursed him, then accused him of being a blasphemer and seditionist. To the leaders of my nation he was an outcast, spiritually diseased, the Devil's offspring. And yet, the things we saw him do...
leper messiah
execrated pariah
nailed upon a tree
As I near the tomb where he lay my intent is simply to pray and pay homage, nothing more. Birds are singing sweetly, oblivious to the pain I am feeling deep in my heart. What will I do with the rest of my life now that he is gone? What will Peter and the others... Wait!
MY GOD! I cannot believe what I am seeing. Two guards lie on the ground before the tomb, as if dead. The huge stone, sealed with mortar at Pilate's command, has been rolled to the side, leaving the tomb wide open. What in heaven's name is going on? I glance around, no one in sight. Cautiously I enter. What I see now compels me to drop to my knees. In the place where his body was laid lies the garment that he wore upon the stake, bloodstained and rolled up neatly. Tears fill my eyes as the wonderment of what has happened, or might have happened, breaks my heart. Has his body been stolen? Has all of this been some sort of ruse? Just as I am contemplating recent events, two men in white robes appear beside me and say: "Young man, who are you looking for? This Jesus whom you adore has been raised up, as he explained to you on many occasions. Now go, He is waiting for you in Galilee." As mysteriously as they appeared they vanish before my eyes. One thought consumes me now in this sobering moment, I must spread the word. The Messiah, HE LIVES!
sweet sacred sunrise
dawning of a bright new day
birdsong fills the air
* See my companion poem - Golgotha
Betrayed for thirty pieces
Of silver
Mocked, spat upon
Flogged and crucified,
How Messiah suffered and died.
W.A CHOLT. Copyright Fergal O Reilly 2019.
Matthew chapters 26 and 27 KJV.
the year of our lord
two thousand twenty third year~
oh why aren’t you here
messenger Jesus Christ
message God told to speak
mesmerize by His word
melting humankind hearts
memorable values
meant to bequeath His life
memories eternal
Swallow holy
Words
Ingest
Messiah
He made them believe
He was the real messiah
The mystic leader
who would take them to Zion
His followers threw themselves
into icy pools of water
Rended their clothes
in a frenzy of belief
When he came out of the Sultan's home
wearing a fez
Only a few belivers stayed on
his wavelength
How long must we wait for
the true messiah to reveal himself?
in garden he prays
a prophet of the most high
on the cross, he dies
the coming messiah
hosanna's ring out on earth...
shepherds quake
The leaders of His generation
would subsidize
the fraudulent bed of lies,
leading to His demise.
He would be bruised
for our iniquity,
for the transgressions
committed by we, not He.
A holy righteous life,
in servitude spent,
Yet they would shed the blood
of this innocent.
A Man who would know suffering,
well acquainted with pain,
His stripes that would heal,
His loss, but our gain.
A Lamb would be led to slaughter,
yet no sound would be heard,
no complaint, revenge, or defiance,
not a single word.
A Man of mercy,
always so loving and forgiving
would be brutally taken
from this land of the living.
Yet there will be an end to His suffering,
and to His strife.
He will see the glory of resurrection,
into the light of new life.
He would pour out His life’s blood,
yes, even unto death,
so that even our deathbed
will not be our last breath.
For just as He would,
we will arise in glory.
What better ending
could there be to HisStory?
Always finding the quite of stillness; peaceful waters her, reflections....
Be it here or, perhaps there ? Assembling their higher educational think tanks
Joey bought a condo at Venice while Pamela, drove down from Malibu; her red eye'd
Flights hurry on now, you shan't be late; composed another read through; his puppets
As their strains ? Marching, time it's Piccadilly manifesto; cross'bow ambassadors
Gin and tonic her double agent stewardess, confides ? Marshall Maverick, concealing the ark
Of the covenant; sequestered at Cardinal Bay to be presented his Prince, Beelzeboob's for surety
At Whirlwind Heights for authentication be a declaration; autism avouched of Babylonia's..
Fourteenth century her papacy ? Avignon, canonized at St. Petrarch's, deflowering school and arts ?
Entering now love's air space Tel Aviv'-Jaffa; gallivant's elaboration bubonic's plague; document six sixty
Six with Father Merrin As Regan to witness Historia's, tableau treaty demonic wedding ? Baby Sebastion's
Lucid trans atlantic delusion; vexations wild west Windsor's castle grand patriarch; sovereign jaegers....
Abominations, standing where they ought not be ? Bethlehem's bright morning star their Angels Melchizedek.
Yes I know what you've been told,
but my love for you will never grow old.
Some people hate me.
There are those who will try to debate me,
but if you want to believe in me
then prepare to be called crazy.
'Cause I'm the man who's here to take you higher.
You best believe baby, they call me the Messiah,
I'm the Messiah! Hmmm.
I'm the Messiah! Hmmm.
I'm the Messiahhh! Hmmm.
I'm here to take you higher. Hmmm.
Whoa, I'm the savior!
I'm here to save ya!
I'm the Messiah! Wooo, hoo, hooo!
I was born within a mangy, manger.
Before I opened my eyes, my life was full of danger.
I didn't even know what this life was all about.
Had evil king who wanted to take me out.
So my parents stashed me far away,
So I can preach the word some fine, sunny day. Hey!
I'm the Messiah! Hmmm.
I'm the Messiah! Hmmm.
I'm the Messiahhh! Hmmm.
I'm here to take you higher. Hmmm.
Whoa, I'm the savior!
I'm here to save ya!
I'm the Messiah! Wooo, hoo, hooo!
No other God can stand before my grace.
I told the devil to get up out my face.
So many people want to take my place,
But they fall to their knees once I give em a little taste
of my word, 'cause I'm the Lord.
Whoa I'm the Messiah! Wooo, hoo, hooo!
I was betrayed by one of the ones I loved.
He didn't know, I knew who he was.
He didn't even realize he had a hand in destiny.
My destiny to be nailed to the cross on Calvary
and when I died, the ground it shook like thunder
I bet you then everyone began to wonder.
Was he the Messiah? Hmmm.
Is he the Messiah? Hmmm.
Yes I am the Messiahhh! Hmmm.
I'm here to take you higher. Hmmm.
Whoa, I'm the savior!
I'm here to save ya!
I'm the savior, who died for your sins.
I'm the savior who's here to take you higher 'cause
I'm the Messiah! Wooo, hoo, hooo!
Alien Messiah
A recital of miserly contastrophists
led by a figure of churlish meanness
speaking rhetoric of the pacifist
maniacal god complex of fierceness
chorus
pledge allegiance to the alien messiah
like Caligula, a self proclaimed living god
power hungry deviant like Allah
with grandiose gestures mollifies the crowd
no iniquity into his spoken words
His hellish plans he now boldly avowed
the mad man in the house has sole control
chorus
Total disregard for black letter law
driven double speak of the deceitful
Iron fist tyrant We should of foresaw
Orwellian society now pitiful
Chorus
Perversely satisfied with global order
mask comes off in this toxic atmosphere
like black death from an exploding mortar
a menstrual rainbow society is here
chorus(2)
If i could, I’d veil the earth
And keep it far without your view,
I’d wrap its bulk and hide its shape.
But that would be a waste of time.
Your eyes are those that see the depths
Of the deepest bluest seas.
I look around and feel so grieved
By what I see on mother Earth.
Are these the beings you meant to save?
Their steps have left the golden path.
The congregation you so loved,
Has had indeed a twisted turn:
I see an alter, two men then,
And then I see a priest clad in white,
Hands stretched out in your name,
For man and man to live as one:
Blasphemy is their heritage
From Pharisees of long ago.
They’ve sold the rod you gave to them
To guide your sheep to fields of green,
And took instead their fill of gold,
To get themselves more robes and gems.
Are these the ones you left to lead?
Their every deed profanes your name!
The fragile brand you took from man
Prattles much about her place.
They top their men and bring discord.
The rules you gave on modesty,
Are just as right as purple skies.
The sacredness of two as one
Is all around the busy streets,
And everyone can get a piece,
Except, of course, their purse be dry.
Our consciences are in our bags,
We know no boundaries in our minds.
I see a door, I see ten bolts,
That veil landlords like refugees
From those to whom all wealth belongs.
The touch of gold, so smooth and good,
Has bought the consciences of men,
And turned us all into miners,
Miners on the devil’s mine!
I have no rational faith
that I can remember,
much less with full-will to comprehend,
spiritual Beings as progenitors
of natural becomings
No faith in "God" as ProGenitor of DNA/RNA
naturally fractal
round orchestrations
evolving regenerate systems
for economically enlightened co-invested relationships,
or politically co-empowering compassion.
No faith in exhaling purgative decomposition,
reductive pathological Evil and Death analysis of
mindbody experience
without prior appositional, dipolar
healthy wealth of information,
fractal strings of (0) soul dialectical polymorphs
confluently optimizing neuro-sensory
win/win co-reception
and responsive experience of healthy regenerative
"EarthGod" is good
enlightened inhalation,
empowering absorption,
resilient ego/eco-consciousness
Peak Beloved Climaxing
Win/Win crowning
cooperative communication,
reiterating primal relationships of mutual-solidarity
positive/negative co-gravitational
re-connecting co-messianic intent.
I have rational bicameral faith
that we can each and all fully comprehend
ego/eco co-binary bodhisattva partnering consciousness
as EgoBody Yang
Positive-Left Thought = NotNotNegative-Right Feeling
EcoMind Yintegrity
restorative binomial equity.
Here, in this polymorphic timespace
metasystemic mindbody sacred place,
we may rediscover treasured wealth without walls
of cytosine-biocentric QByte/8-bit reverse hierarchical
+/(-,-) 0-binary, double-bound temporal/spatial
bipartisan dipolar apposition
normative liberating/conservational
passion/pleasure fractals
reforming eco-political historic knotting
herstoric knitting
resonant octave empowering sound frequencies
of Earth's green/blue/white/grey network crown
enlight/darkening seasonal neuro-systemic harmonics.
DNA health wisdom
leading toward our dual
EarthTribe her/history,
divinely humane
compassionate destiny.
The love for God has dwindled around the world,
The exclusion of God has started with little boys and girls,
They are being taught to be irreverend from an
early age, which only fuels resentment, evil and
rage,
God is love, no matter what he is called,
His name has a sacred meaning for all
who serve him, no one should promote
public vexation or criticism on a whim,
Believers have a right to worship him
in any form,
God is peace, enlightenment and serenity,
The world will never stand a chance until the
notion of his existence is respected properly.