Best Put To Death Poems

OMNIPOTENT: HE KNOWS ALL


I know today, at this time
You... my son(man), may not wholly know me. 
but, may I ask you...

Have you   taken  one  time  to close  your  eyes in silence,
feel me in your midst... and somehow reflect...

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How do I proclaim the Jewel of Jesus;
I’m just a fool. The words delight
and disappear. How does one praise
the holy one? He’s too much for words.
I’m not worthy to lift him up in song;
I sing along with those duly gifted.
The wonder of lyrics with such...

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I Fix My Eyes On Eternity

“17 For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. 18 So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is...

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DANNY BOY 

Danny Boy!
I'm not your kind of girl
You own a He-Man classic toy
Rapping slams like She-Ra

Your slam has no style
 if I want to be put to death
I'll read your poems
See me yawning, 
You cry nobody loves you
Trying to end your life support
Give up...

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Once addicted to carnality opium’s ecstasy
My flesh reigned with selfishness-excellency…
…But God, so merciful in His clemency
Transformed me to acknowledge His satisfaction-sufficiency.

Once exalted upon vain glory’s elegance
My heart towered toward destructive arrogance…
Yet the Lord, gracious in His forbearance
Pulled me toward meekness’ endurance. 

Once afflicted by woes...

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Centurio Romanus sum,
et nolite flere non commovebitur.

I am a Roman Centurion.I do not weep or tremble.
But I have wept some bitter tears before this end of week.
Yes, I have wept some bitter tears hot rolling down my cheek
that wet my bed and wet my beard...

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Who killed Christ the Lord?
It was not me said Herod, I did not spill his blood.
I tried to kill him once it’s true
but he was a baby then and was not slew

Who killed Christ the Lord?
Nay, not I said Caiaphas, it was not one of...

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A person lay in a quaggy ditch
Who was dead as dead can be
And on a tree there hung a sign
For all the world to see.

'Here lies a person who had every chance
But was the type to make a fuss.
They were put to death for the...

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Don’t speak to me with banality.
My expectations reach further aloft.

Trite expression perverts
your true presentation.

Long dead to me,
you cannot resurrect
trust with promise.

Due diligence has
put to death any remaining
vulnerability.

Go away....

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The ambiance of beautiful love,
cannot be erased by trash talk.
Tis the feast and forte of a peasants' walk.


Were you actually there that spring night?
Whence cometh your facetious insight?


To put to death, a lover's joyous quest? 
Joyful depths of her reality, she hath shared 
with thee!


Where...

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Years of broken promises fell in hardened tears
And feeling safe, now feeling threatened, turned to fear
Lust accused of losing her appeal, turned to dust
Leaving suspicion, where once there had been trust

That once beautiful love, was slowly put to death
Poisoned by  those cruel words that...

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O child of sweet sweet sorrow, why is it that your lonely inspirations are often wiped away and your dreams are put to death with each tear? O child of sweet sweet sorrow, your anguish shows, it is not with out dreams for the world...

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??Acts 10:28 NIV??
[28] He said to them: “You are well aware that it is against our law for a Jew to associate with or visit a Gentile. But God has shown me that I should not call anyone impure or unclean. 
[34] Then Peter began...

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It's time we spread love in the world, I'm tired of the hate
We need to embrace different cultures instead of hating people over their race
No one is more important, we're all equal
We need to come together because we're all people

Black, white, Asian, Pink, Green, I...

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I know, Translation of Pierre Emmanuel’s poem : Je sais by T. Wignesan

I have seen upon this earth the gangrene of mass graves
I have seen the sky foul up with human ashes
I have watched the breath of superb beings
Mist over with their blood the universe...

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