Christian Judgement Poems

moonlight and seashells
specks of light flash in the sand
remember me Lord...

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Liberty and Justice For whom?

Conflict within my own mind
Not knowing where to stand
Deciding to take the time
To research and understand
One must, when one aligns, 
With...

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The Hypocrite


The Doubter hides behind religious guise,
Mistakes the raven for the pigeon in darkened skies.
His words beguile, twisting my skeletal fancy into a deceitful smile,
Espousing,...

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God's garden-fracture
Crucifix ~ Trump's holy cost
Benny's nuke' testes¹







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Notes:


Remind the Houthis' and any others who have complaints about AMERICA that we're THE ONES WHO WALKED ON...

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Words in the Wind

By Mark D. Stucky
Winds carried away the words
that Jesus, the Word made flesh,
wrote in the dust,
while sitting near a trembling woman,
who was...

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Your words and actions
lashing out at everyone
fire~smoke everywhere


Do you love the heat
hell could be your great hot spot
new home made for you...

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As the last twinkle
In the brown eyes of Jesus
Faded to heaven
The morning star left Jesus
Darkness covered all
The sun of the archons set
The binding veil torn
Those...

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I find people as a whole are very judgmental,                ...

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Hindu, Muslim, Christian,
    Buddhist, or Jew...
The beliefs seem omnipotent
    To all but a few.

Tolerance appears absent,
   ...

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I watch the Time tick to the Morning.
I beheld the roses thorning.
The hours are soaring.
The earth is quaking.
The waves are roaring.
The heavens are shaking.
The rain...

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Everyone writes
perhaps not with
pen and pad
but the soul is
a slate, sometimes
a lifetime indelible

I pray, when leaving
this world I am allowed
to take Whiteout and an
eraser: the...

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Jesus became a curse for those-
All who call upon His name.
He died for our sin, then arose,
Our lives He fought to reclaim.

Isaiah 53 foretold
His commitment...

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My body, my choice,
my mind and my voice,
all were entrusted to me,
by the same righteous God
some now herald and laud
in their white Christianity.

You see my...

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Sweet Grace

Forgiven is grace, 
on my face, 
smiling, 
that I am free. 
Jesus, 
he loves me. 

How do I know that He is real, 
because...

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Deprived (sleep)

The small green light
on the radio dial... 
glares at me in the dark. 
It is like a lazar light show going off. 
I threw...

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