Best You Decide Poems
The message they mete out is strong
It's cooked at the top but smells wrong
This cursed wurst to eat
Slice of life that looks neat
A baloney treat for the throng
My friends I’ve had a great idea,
I have to let you in on,
I can’t believe that no one else
Has thought of this before.
You all know how the NRA
Says guns have made us safer?
Well this should make the rabid cheer
Saint Brian has the floor!
You’d think that someone else would think
To just extend their logic
To bring about world peace perhaps
Would only take a day.
Just give a portable A-Bomb
To each and every voter,
Perhaps the Congress would respect
What people have to say.
We’ve all grown tired of hairless apes
Attacking like piranhas
The moment that a party man
Shows sign of intellect.
They dare suggest that all our woes
From highways down to healthcare
Can somehow be directly caused
By government defect?
It’s not our government at fault
But jerks avoiding taxes,
That corporations have a voice
Is just their latest ploy.
The fact that profit trumps all jobs
Means workers have less money
To buy the products they create
The nation’s fate a toy.
These men, these so-called patriots
Who hate the poor that feed them,
Suppress their votes at every turn,
Mass pillage is their plan.
But so seductive is their path
The poor think they are heroes,
Cannot appreciate the odds,
Confused by devil’s clan.
And every day the gulf between
The rich and poor gets wider,
What’s left to think except the rich
Are bound for suicide.
While they themselves may miss the heat
Live high on hog’s best tokens,
Their children certainly will not
Escape the bloody tide.
And God, I hate to say so but
I fear we eat our children,
Blind faith in technological
Advance could be our end.
A reverence for Nature has
Just vanished from our culture,
The only truth remaining is…
‘Just how much can I spend?’
Brian Johnston
March 5, 2015
Satan will drive you MAD,
When you decide to get GLAD.
That old devil thinks he is bad.
The best he had; he is mad,
That he no longer has access,
To heaven, and there he wants
No human to be dwelling. He wants
No one excelling. His motives are MAD. He
Misuses,
Abuses and
Destroys.
The things that make you GLAD
God's plans for your
Life
And it is also called your
Destiny.
So rememember from January to December
Satan lingers around you to attempt to drive
You MAD, when you decide to get GLAD.
wrote 1-16-11
It is the latest news that even claimed attention there in London...
A video clip somewhere in the city, the central part being redly encircled...
Drawing attention to the running digital display of a statement...
Of an Opposition leader to be imprisoned after a court judgement...
In a followup video received, we have the same politician in the flesh...
Fully coated, smiling wryly, face sombre and eyes rather distressed..
He spoke calmly and elaborated clearly the circumtances...
That has brought him into the present situation of being handed a jail sentence...
His was a call to arms of sorts from one brave politician...
Sounds like he is an unique one in a million...
Someone like Lim Kit Siang or the famous Karpal Singh...
History will vouch for their persistent and righteous stand...
Going headlong and butting the establishment...
When in truth they could choose to be in the pro government camp...
And be honored right up to Tan Sris or any other honorary titles...
And if Malaysian history is to fairly chronicled...
Men like these are men highly principled...
Here for their brethen, the community and the nation...
But their titanic and drawn out struggle for basic principles..
Is enspoused clearly in Bersih 5 and its objectives...
Listen friends, and do listen well, replay again if you must...
Think and decide, evaluate and then take sides...
For we can choose to be right, or we can take flight...
Now we are still free to be spoilt for choice...
Listen and decide, will you stand by your decisive choice...???
Won’t You Decide to Follow Jesus?
No good decision is made
that starts out as a lie.
A wise decision is to live for Jesus!
Why not give him a try?
The truth is that HE died
for me and you!
A decision to live for him
What’ll you do?
The lie is… It doesn't matter what
choice you make.
The truth is... You must do it now!
Before it's too late!
You'll never know when your
last day shall appear.
Your final day on earth
could be very near!
A decision for Jesus is the best
choice to be made.
His life for yours…
At Calvary, has been paid!
Come to the cross and give
everything to him!
Come and experience the joy
of being born again!
A decision based on (God's)truth,
is the best place to start.
Jesus' blood will cleanse you
with a new heart!
His gift of salvation is offered
to all of mankind.
Now’s the day of salvation!
And the accepted time!
By Jim Pemberton 04/01/15
~You Decide~
(Monchielle)
You decide what's to be
Good or bad you're to choose
You serve God or devil
There's no way in between
You will be fine or revel
You decide what's to be
Two masters you can't serve
Hope you opt for what's right
Do what you think is wise
Let light shine your life bright
You decide what's to be
Hope you act very smart
Don't learn all the hard way
Life hard don't complicate
Be positive each day
You decide what's to be
You have choices to make
No one can choose for you
Results come from actions
Think before wrongs you do.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2012
April.07.2016
~Author's Notes:
The "Monchielle" is a poetry style created by Jim T. Henriksen.
You can’t progress
Eyes can see it
Your eyes show as clear as day
You learned the art of taking advantage of others
Maybe consciously maybe unconsciously
Either way you learned it from another that did the same to you
And now you can’t shut it off
Your addicted
The question is
Do you want to love
Do you have the abilty to love
Do you have the ability to grow into something further
Something that can progress this world not destroy it
As some have so brilliantly showed in history thus far
After what has been done
Can you beat it
Or is it something that is going to consume you
You have to acknowledge it for what it is
Its not your fault that you learned it
But it is your fault if you recognize it within yourself and you decide to use it for power
For coercion, for seduction
You will never feel fulfilled
Quite the opposite
And in the end
Its only you that will suffer
You have to realize that by now
Because if you don’t
I fear that you may not see the end of your story
Because you simply don’t want to or you are too stubborn to see
But the end is clear
Now it is time for you to choose
You decide
''FOR WHAT YOU DECIDE''
Hey...how you doin'
No, I did not call up...to argue
But I have to admit
That I don't understand
The reason you're acting, this way
If it's something I said
I'm sorry
Though I cannot recall
A harsh word
In our last conversation
I spoke from the heart
Of my love and commitment to you
I know how you
Valiantly struggle
With the issues of pain
From your past
And though try as you may
It spills over into
What we have
But because of the way
That I feel about you
I stand firm
When all others might run
Finding new levels of
Courage and patience
Within me
I realize you're having a
Problem with trust
But trust is
A double edged sword
And I need to trust
That in some ways
We're solidly rooted
You can't want me today
And not want me tomorrow
Or sometimes, not know
"What" you want
This can't work if we
Don't lay foundation
And baby, I'm trying...
So if you're not
Feeling me...please
Walk away
This see-saw
Is driving me crazy
Im good to you
Twenty-four, seven
And yes, that's "my" choice
But at least let me see
That my feelings mean something
Or that they mean nothing...at all
The choice is now yours
And I'm ready,
For what you, decide
**** me over **** me hard and dont forget to remove this shard, if glass could speak
we'd all be weak.
**** me over and **** me hard and you can hide the glare but I know your card.
All who reads this all who feeds bliss you love what you love and I love you but
In the end I'm whos screwed, If we're weak enough to fall then I guess its me who's glued.
Dont feed me this s.h.i.t don't feed me your food, would you call it gracious when I reside in such spacious liquid brewed? I steer and when under my head is clear which is why The end is what I fear.
-JLG
The barrier is broken
And the captive is pardoned.
The stainless blood is shed
And there’s no more a tear.
He was bruised
That we may be healed.
In our darkest and deepest despair
The Master’s love quenches all senses of fear.
Thanks to the Prince
We are no more slaves to sin.
Because of His peace
We can finally be at ease.
The battle is done and the Victory is won
Only in Christ, the True One.
From Divinity to Humanity
He offfers all Eternity.
Oh, what a Savior to behold
With such favor to adore.
Redemption and Salvation
Are His ways of Divine Compassion.
Yes, Salvation! It’s no product of human action
But made available when you make that One Decision.
The decision to make Jesus the Lord of your life, Master of your heart
And Giver of your sight.
One step away
Please don’t delay.
He’s standing at the door of your heart, fully prepared to come inside
Just When You Decide.
I love you
he says, smiling.
Twist his arms around mine,
fingers along mine,
mind at pace with mine.
Tick. Tock.
I love you too
whispered reply.
Empty words?
Only as empty as the smile.
Beautiful I say
You’re beautiful
He laughs like moonlight on
Water,
Flashes those dark green eyes,
Reminding me of cave walls I’d love to
Get lost in
My darling,
You scream of adventure and home.
Beautiful,
Just beautiful
I whisper from the other side of a
Camera lense
Who would’ve thought
The collision of this day and the next
Would set the horizon on fire.
She paints words across my mind and I
Smile at her, my muse
Has a habit of finding a rhythm for
My woes
Crimson ink in our veins
She discovers more exotic words for ‘ beautiful’
But nevertheless she is.
A tiger at bay
Fighting to be the last words,
The pearl in the oyster,
She brings the ocean to June
With me, we climb mountains and sip
The clouds
Her smile, white and brown
The earth and sky meeting
She’s beautiful
They’ve taught me
Beautiful doesn't mean anything
Unless it sounds
Brand new
The moment it bubbles from my
Lips.
She gave a call at 6 am she needed my advice
the little one she could not sleep his ghost was always there
I packed my bag and went to her for VIP extole
the sewing room is where he was ^. ^. but let me tell you why,
When he was bad, yes very bad she used to lock him up
and so it was that when he died he could not see the light
I achored him with words of trust and soon the wind was riled
and like a whirlwind throughing out , he passed the other side
She slept all sound from that day on because he crossed the thresh
there are some things in life you can't resolve with concrete touch
He was a child of beaten path suffering from enclosure
but when the medium gave consent the portal opened wide
When all else fails to work, its time for Spirit Guide and know
this world is a transient passerby a temporal place of qualm
and if you disbelief you lose, the center of your calm
I'd like to think there is much more then breath and earthly snore.
October 5, 2018
Just because she blames me,
Does that mean i did it?
Just because she doesn't like me for being me,
Does that mean i have to change?
I cna be annoying,
I can be a pain,
But SHE is a hypocrite
Just because she calls me guilty,
Does that mean i am?
Just because she says so,
Does that mean it's true?
She is more experienced,
She has more rights,
But I am innocent
Just because she's mad at me,
Does that mean i have to repent?
Just because she hates me,
Does that mean i should go commit suicide?
I didn't do the right thing,
I made a mistake,
But I didn't do the wrong thing either...
If you decide to get a cobra
Better make it one who is black said Mrs. Minty.
We have a pet cobra that is white
She is prolific, her babies number twenty
I was horrified, for snakes are not my favorite things
I cannot imagine choosing to be with them.
And yet here was Mrs. Minty, whose praises many sing.
Who thinks a white cobra is her friend.