Consider the vampire and his plight
flying through the lonely night.
He must drink your blood until its dry
or he will turn to dust and die.
While I say this, I scratch my head -
is a vampire already dead?
Now i ask all humble.!!! You might just suppose.? That for an instance.' The situation a'rose.' Like its namesake does
From dug dung.' Fragrant and pleasing to
The nose..Also to
( the three who are yet one!)
I ask you just suppose? That some
Judges who are older.? And well versed at
Legal things..Maybe even generals.? If only
Two t'would be a thing! Mayors and police
Captains, and buisness folk at large spoke out that they craved for better.' In their land
And in their towns in their streets and on the borders, from New York to county down, from Melbourne to
Montenegto..Kinchaza to
Beijing town.. From Moscow to Montreal.. No more vanity as of kings.? Here I will mention Maria Farmer and Fiona Barnet too..As why did i not mention the FBI.? As i call
Invessantly for some to come through..)
Past
and future
are hinges
of all that seems~
and these hinges
bolster approaches
of seeking paths
leaving raw
separation as
what seems~~
Would i do that.? Put the Lord God to the test.. Upon reflection I must think yes.? In
Times i have often tested 'others' humans
Sisters; brothers.. Made with attributes of
God, in His likeness, not in perfection, yet'
Sentient and struggling never thinking it
Odd, here i repent O Lord, bind up any wound.' Of my inflicting.. May we find your
Peace through eternity from here.' Nil
Contradiction.)
Consider a world of night and day,
of near and far.
Where there is hot and cold
and wet and dry.
Consider nature which balances all;
between rough and smooth, and hard and soft,
between female and male,
between life and death.
Consider a society of two halves;
of black and white prejudice,
of a north south divide,
with politics of the right and politics of the left.
Consider its peoples, some good some bad,
who love and hate,
who laugh and cry,
where positive and negative sit side by side.
Consider personality that colours life,
being cruel or caring, selfish or generous,
being bold or timid,
being calm or volatile.
Consider your choice.
Is it yes or no, truth or lie?
Is it give or take, stop or go?
Just consider being considerate.
When I consider ocelots,
I try to get inside their thoughts.
I wonder if they're like the lynx,
who sits down before he thinks,
"how would I look in spots?"
Sorry, mom, I didn't do every chore
before I flew so swiftly out the door,
and, sorry dad, I forgot to mow the lawn.
On this, I've now had time to think upon.
Consider how much effort it did take
to skip pebbles on a placid lake.
Oh Lord consider me, a humble grain of sand,
On the vast shore of Your infinite sea.
I'm a whisper in the wind of Your mighty hand,
A flickering candle in Your eternity.
Consider me a leaf on Your Tree of life,
Trembling with praise in the breeze of Your love.
I'm a note in the symphony of cosmic strife,
Seeking harmony in Your choir above.
Oh Lord, I'm a vessel, empty yet yearning,
For Your living water, ever-learning.
Consider how the lilies grow,
they do not toil, nor do they sew
yet still the beauty of their bloom
dwarfs that of cloth from any loom.
The perfection their petals show
belies the muck in which they grow.
They shine like stars in the darkest night,
in scenes that would sicken our sight.
The One who makes the lilies grow
is someone we should get to know,
for only He can make us glow
as we wend our way through life’s flow.
Be not anxious, and do not fret
over the things that are not yet.
The God who makes the lilies bloom
can meet your needs from His storeroom.
On lilies petals, God has penned
a message of His will to lend,
His aid to those who in Him trust
as creatures whom He made from dust.
The beauty of created things
shows the glory that God’s throne rings.
The God who made them for our joy
gives pleasures pure without alloy.
The laws that guide the stars in flight
rule petals opening to light.
The brightness of the lilies’ white
Shows God’s character is all right.
The circumstances of your birth,
do not determine your self-worth.
God put His image within you
so, His beauty can shine through.
In the ultimate heaven true peace you'll find, when things of
This world are left behind, no lying tounge will you there
Bind, no false teaching, or drunkeness, unless; of Gods
Spirit in kind' no more theiving or idolatry or hate; no rage
No letchery at this improved life state.' Vistas of beauty
All around.' A place of no discord where love abounds.'
Now on hell, I'll cast some thought to you, its heavily populated
If what I hear is true?? Its incedibly hot.' Theres sulphur gas
And demonic wails to top the lot.' There can be no lying
Once your in.' And words are useless with all the din.' So
You'll find no false teaching..Well whats the sense? No idol
Can save you..Now no offence!! You can't get drunk in this
Punishment place' There can be no letchery, and you're held in
Place, your chains are darkness..Your thirst intense it
Will get you screaming..' So in a sense? There are similaritys with
Heaven and hell, he's a copier 'old satan.I i often hear tell.'
So its up to choice; from what i see, I think I'll call on Jesus
Oh yes.' its that boring Heaven for me, may it be!!
I love you, you know
You know that it's so
I'll be here for you
And I'll say, I do
I want very much
The feel of your touch
Your trace on my skin?
Consider me in
Cuddle all night
Snuggle up tight
A kiss and a hug
Two bugs in a rug
Under the sheet
Intertwined feet
Rewind, hit play
Movies our way
Sing me to sleep
In your arms I'll keep
Awake with your kiss
What's better than this?
Dreams then we'll live
To each we can give
No longer alone
We'll make dreams of our own
Humani mendacity
Foul water still and staining
A bowl full of silence
A firming maybe.? Assent?
No approbation.? No Dishonour
Validation yet; no walking out..'
Hard heads no holds; denied'
Kinship bloodless calls
Turn to denial? big up acedemia '
Life and death yes or no
Ignore and prance no tune needed
Vile in a vial, so share that sludge.!
Sack the lot, theyr'e not that hot'
Mixed messaging and many flaws
Wicked counsel deviant causes
Making most, to reasess.' By many
Multitudes there will be redress.'
Its a mash of polony processed to
The enth.. Political nonsense done
To deat.! Awaken people you must
Proceed, flex you power there's now
Dire need; Full stop! Its time right now
To (sack the lot).!
have you ever considered
why we are what we are
the elements of Stardust
consider the electron of eons
That light from afar, drifting
have you ever considered
just what we aren’t
born in the depths of stars
the elements of dust
Primal and ordained
from Suns that draft afar
around alien earths
to infinity n domain
Blasphemy of divinity
in the voice of finite and infernal
Have you ever wondered where we are from
And where we are going
damnation transcends bliss
to go where no mortal soul roams
in eons greatest rein of what was
And will be from the
elements of Stardust
Have you ever considered
why we are what we are
where we are going
what sin have we spun
what we have become, where we begin
are we flotsam and jetsom in the end
Or
Are we ash-blown in the star's wind?
Consider the lilies, how they neither spin nor toil
Their loveliness is God-given; they show us purity
They never realize by themselves in the fertile soil
Consider the lilies, how they neither spin nor toil,
Seems nothing their regal white crowns can spoil
Tall and proud, standing guard with trumpet clarity
Consider the lilies, how they neither spin nor toil,
Their loveliness is God-given; they show us purity.
Written December 3, 2022
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