The world can see
Unless their eyes are glued close
That the law only applies
To regular and poor people
It doesn't apply to the rich
Because they constantly
Ignore and defies court
And Judges orders with
No backlash
They just ignores it all and
Continues to do what
They want, so where is
The law again or what law
With fustigation to amelioration
We are led by The Law to The Gospel
And in turn The Gospel demands we keep The Law
No epistle of straw, there’s room in the hostel
(Because God’s style to the world is hostile)
We are led by the Spirit
To learn to endear it
Endear what? Is a sinful recitation
Learning to serve others in convocation
(God calls us and overhauls us
Whether one by one and together)
How do we inherit eternal life?
By loving our neighbor as serving kin
Who is our neighbor?
The one without (as in not having and not within)
The fustigation of Jesus Christ
Begs our amelioration of a fustigated life
And if a cruciform life is led
There must be blood, sweat and tears shed in stead
(Or instead of the evil in tow as is led here below)
Life is hard, there’s no doubt about it
Jesus’ words touted and shouted from the Cross
But serendipitously (and graciously)
When we lose, we don’t count it as loss
Are you willing to look like a hypocrite to the world without?
Are you willing to look at the hypocrite within?
(As He lived and then hung betwixt two of us)
Jesus took on this struggle without committing a sin
Trophy hunt has no murder degree
Established by international law
What’s the point, if there’s one, tell me
Why a beast must be killed, what for?
I'm afraid there is no such law
For there are no united nations
They all died in the recent war
For the human depopulation
Now the nature is resting, at last
The grey and white grasses stand high
The cement trees spreading fast
Their branches towards the beige sky.
When Things are going great for an extended Period of time,
Watch Out! Something's Bad is about to happen.
It's Due.
So ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ivy and ¦¦¦ bays,
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ restore the ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ways.
¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦
Though ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦ the ¦¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ earth ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ upon your breasts' ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ lightness ¦¦¦¦
Rebuke, ¦¦¦ wither ¦¦¦ the ill.
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦
Not ¦¦¦¦ music, ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ nor show:
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦ all man's ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦
¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ humility.
¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦
To welcome ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦ the poor ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦
To those that want, ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ more ¦¦¦
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ loss and sin.
¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦
(Blackout of The True Christians by Henry Vaughan)
Some pull flowers and nurture the weed.
Some dance in the light, weaving beautiful things.
Others bask in shadow and backwater stink.
Some offer a cup and a bite to his fellow man.
Some toss away a heart like a rusty tin can.
Some quickly jump off when the engine fails.
Then hop right back on as you regain the rail.
Some die holding the cold, black hand of alone
Not a petal to be seen over their thin yellow bones.
For decades the old USSR tried
With propaganda b.s. and spies
But Americans stood firm
'Gainst Rssia's socialist germs
Now’s the capitalists' turn to ask Why
A riddle kept too tightly is a truth that won’t unfold
Wisdom only sharpens when the mystery is told
Robots will dominate the world, and humans will become animals living in the woods.
Robots will take all the jobs, making humans have no purpose or way to live and grow.
Robots will take so many jobs and make us all have no purpose or life or way to feel needed in life.
Robots will fly over us, and make us be like animals running in the woods, looking for a way to stay safe.
Robots will become so smart that they will learn how to manipulate us, and cause us to kill each other without looking like they caused the death.
Robots are without emotions, they will live forever, building each other, and maybe will take over all of the galaxy and cause the biological world to cease.
Robots should never have been built only computers to assist, robots that can walk and talk and do harm should never be allowed anywhere on earth.
The terminator has been born, we may all suffer a fate that is frightening and unknown.
They should by law, be destroyed, like many things that are not allowed because they may cause human harm.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always.
Everything eats; everything is eaten.
The law is older than hunger,
older than teeth,
older than the first creature
that learned to want.
We pretend we stand outside it—
Diners, not dinners,
yet mortality is only the moment
the oldest bargain is kept.
After a lifetime of taking in the world,
the world takes us in:
not as punishment,
but as returning.
The water rises, the lotus stem rises too, its natural law.
The day has finally come.
You thought you were above the law.
Now time to do time.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
Through corridors where echoes stay,
An advocate walks day by day.
With weary files and restless eyes,
Beneath the court’s unending skies.
Not every truth is clear and bright,
Some tremble softly out of sight.
Yet hope survives in every plea,
Like waves that rise upon the sea.
Between the laws, between the pain,
They stand through loss, through doubt, through rain.
For justice is a distant flame,
Still burning though the winds may change.
The black coat carries silent cries,
Of broken homes and unheard lives.
Each page contains a human storm,
A wounded soul, a trembling form.
There are battles no one sees,
Hidden behind legalities.
A calm voice masking heavy strain,
A smile concealing private pain.
Still onward walks the heart so brave,
Not seeking glory, wealth, or praise.
But searching through the noise and fear,
To make the voice of truth appear.
And though the road is long and worn,
Where faith and disappointment mourn,
An advocate still chooses light—
A journey between hope and truth.
My family, not grand but warm and bright,
Bathed in faith, trust, love and long lasting light
With my spouse the linchpin, the centre stage,
A shining grand-daughter, eight years of age,
The apple of eye of the family,
A daughter-in-law, teaching happily,
Elder son dipped in programming passion,
A young one, with management attraction,
With all under my soft supervision,
Making four walls a home free from tension.
Paul poses a vital question here
one which brings an eternal outcome
which means one has to get it right
the consequences leave one numb
Do you receive the Holy Spirit
by faith or by works of the law?
surely, only by believing in God
can real faith not have any flaw
So why so often does mankind do
trusting in works of the law depends
when God has made it so clear
the gospel with His Son did send
Foolishness sums up mankind
ever since the fall up to now
they still trust in the flesh
thinking they still don't know how
God's plan is always by the Spirit
and only in the Spirit can God be known
reject all other false, foolish sounds
trust only in Jesus, our chief cornerstone
(Galatians 3:2-3)
2 This only would I learn of you, Received ye the Spirit by the works of the law, or by the hearing of faith?
3 Are ye so foolish? having begun in the Spirit, are ye now made perfect by the flesh?)
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