what we will wonder
why people do what they do
all at our expense.
I
In South Africa, one can avoid Online poetry
But I did not as easily in America (USA)
I couldn't believe I could stay away months
But some of you have, or longer still
The reunions are delicious, contagious, to relish
II
To follow ...
Holidays used to be filled with joys
family, laughing, bear hugs and toys
now it’s the dreaded expense of the year
haunted by debts of frustration and fear
When it’s your time to become St. Nick
except you don’t have any magical tricks
just five little faces asking what about me
hoping theirs is the biggest box under the tree
You must get creative and stretch every cent
without taking the chance of the wrong message sent
Each gift special in its own little way
hoping no tears come to ruin the day
As the years go by they get harder to please
stripping the joy out of Christmas with ease
They used to want bicycles, LEGO’s and dolls
now they want cell phones and tv’s for walls
The Christmas of kids toys and ham glazed with honey
has turned into “show me you love me with money”
Holidays used to be filled with joys
now I don’t know who’s worse, the girls or the boys
-Just a little Christmas humor, don’t get excited
No idea of this novel virus thing
The powerful, politics loudly sing
Advised about money to be made
Plotting how rivals can quickly fade
When to reality they finally awake
It will be new power sharing plans, to make
Seers tell us the worst is yet to come
A few at our expense, will make a tidy sum
Why was Jesus a Leftist? please extrapolate.
In John 2, Jesus overturns the money-changers' tables
In Mark 11, and Matthew 23, He cleansed the Temple of trade
He got to the City, took a left turn, not right to Roman garrisons
Jesus made a left, upset trade, earned his stripes as a LEFTIST.
Smith Wigglesworth, on the Bible, the only book he learned to read at 23: "When I read the newspaper I feel dirtier than I went in. When I read the Bible I feel cleaner than I went in. And I like feeling clean."
Everything costs something
Money or your life
Both are essential
Loss of either
Causes strife
Lack of money is a worry
Too much money is as bad
Loss of life causes heartbreak
Making loved ones very sad
Death comes to all of us
It's not a thing to fear
It's only for the interim
Until we meet again
All we hold dear
Money isn't needed
When we draw our last breath
So all our money worries end
When we meet our death
The grace of God has no measure
it's inexhaustible being eternally divine
has no beginning just like God himself
heavenly sent for sinners to say it's mine
Its meaning originates in God's righteousness
evidence so marked by the life of God's son
displaying such purity and singular holiness
this godly life showed God's will being done
Jesus God's son paid the ultimate price
taking on our sin at Calvary to atone
redeeming our souls from the law's curse
this free grace came only for his own
So grace is really such amazing mercy
the Lord's righteousness imputed upon the justified
this came at Christ's expense fully paid
Jesus did it all so His father be glorified
At Expense of Another
Could be anyone like a sister or brother,
Take advantage of at expense of another;
When in doubt,
Do throw out,
While my very own sins shall smother.
James Serious Mysterious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
Bolivia, NC
Beauty expressed during the real soft light
“Candy corn scented candles burning bright”
That which comes from the center of our soul
Smells scented you no longer can control
There’s a crispness in the air this autumn
Leaves gradually falling, surely awesome
Many colors display autumn’s beauty
Hues are shown on the ground, a litany
The ground is wet after a cold shower
This is all seen right by my cool bower
I walk back inside where the candle burns
And the scent sure fills the air where I turn
Looking outside there is the glow of fall
Which tugs at the heartstrings, love one and all
Quote is “Candy corn scented candles burning bright” from A Magical Halloween Night from Gail Doyle
Russell Sivey
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9/2/2013
pointlessness of the same lies
taught from you to me
only im the victom
of when will you wash your hands clean
what are you doing in my life anyway?
howdo i surround myself in your will to do good when its not there?
a pointless nightmare i live when you consider
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