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Aren'T Shadows and Phantoms Alike

I reckon a vast symmetry
between sunset and darkness...
when shadows obscure the starriest scenery,
and clothe trees in tenebrous mystery:
I turn my glace to the full moon in distress! 

Never disappear from my sight, moonlight;
ask the north wind to make shadows vanish:
letting the cool breeze return to delight,
letting stars reappear and dismiss fright,
but is my assumption of fear too brash?

Aren't shadows and phantoms alike?
They come forward without making a sound;
I can crawl slower than a snake,
but fog rises too quickly, how can I escape?
If I run, leaves will crackle...I'll be found!


Written on 11/9/ 2015
Form: Rhyme


Sweet Day of Sunshine

After a long winter spell, the beauty of a spring day takes my breath away
its good when the trees stretch out their leafy green arms and say Heh 
and the flowers after a long awaited hour push forth with brave hurray,  
the beauty of the springtime, takes my breath away...
Hand painted bird houses hanging from a backyard, bathed in sunlight
Bluebirds, house wrens, chickadees, tree swallows and house sparrows
these are some of the beautiful creatures that come forward 
to eat the bounty you have so lovingly prepared,  
in springtime...
Little snowdrops, flowering Quince, daffodils and so much more 
we shed our winter clothing and in sandals we are ready to explore 
with carefree walks along the shore, we are ready to adore 
every sweet day of sunshine, that comes our way.

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Your country needs you lads, let Lord Kitchener tell you more
Come forward, join the ranks and we’ll send you off to war
You’re fighting for salvation; you’ve got Jesus on your side
Remember that in battle; let the shepherd be your guide

Join up with your pals lads and march in time with pride
You’re Ulster Presbyterians, so, the lord with you abide
We’ll muster at the Shipyard so that everyone can see
Then continue to the Farmyards and the local Factory

You’re young, or even younger, than the army will allow
You look a little older since you smoke tobacco now
We’ll put you in a uniform and show you how to drill
We’ll teach you to be brave and then train you how to kill

Say goodbye to your family and prepare to sail away
You’ll fall in on the Western front and join the great affray
Although you may be seventeen, we’ve made you into men
Yet most of you will never see your mothers face again
Form: Rhyme

Two Sides of a Coin: Summer and Rain

The sunny days have arrived 
The lost warmth has been revived 
yes! the one lost in the winters behind
amidst the cold and windy weather on every side.

The increasing heat of this warm hug 
will surely ripen the corn fields 
and the flourish of gold on vast lands 
will bring smiles to many lips.
 
But there are still some unlucky subjects under the Crown of the ruling monarch
who suffer from drought and are often thirsty 
and no drop of water is shed as mercy.
 
The suffering awarded to the people around 
isn't really on the will of the mighty king 
it's indeed the punishment for their own faults 
that led to these miserables scenarios.
 
But times to come have a lot more to offer
because soothing showers are destined to come forward 
after long hours of unshattered hope and perseverance 
our Earth shall be rewarded a great deal of contentedness.....

Where the Truth Lies

The truth lies between silence
wisdom, knowledge, and deception 
it lies between politicians and big business men
supreme court judges and prosecutors 
who be doing the sentencing 
and the ones who know are too
afraid to come forward because fear is 
what they be living in, and why I fight to expose 
the truth the ones who fight to keep it hidden
be collecting big checks and 
counting their dividends

The Truth lies between stupidity and ignorance 
a lot of niggas talk that gangsta, gang banging
trappin, gun totting, killa life
they tell me to get it how I live so I'm livin Christ-Like 
the truth lies between family ties and 
business partners, peace makers, risk takers 
the ones that wanna see someone do good
and the people that we call haters
it lies between savoring the moment
and those who are
outspoken, heartbroken, they say stop snitching
or your loved ones gettin a death certificate notice
the truth lies between me and them friends and enemies
trusting in man and puttin faith in the one who was
and who will always be with me
© Corey Ross  Create an image from this poem.


Where the Mind Is Without Fear

“Where the mind is without fear”

Where the mind is without fear 
Where humanity in respect
There dwell the brave person are.
I flown away and reached
At that place of knowledge
I have got the peace of my mind and 
Would like to world to encourage. 
Peace is unexpected at the
Present scenario of the world 
All the world flooded wih blood,
By the brutal activities of the
Terrorist community and 
Nobody is there to protest so bold. 
They seized the peace and tranquility
Of the world entire 
but I will not bow down my head,
I will not surrender.
Rather I would like to make a war and defend 
Like a brave person of
The field of fearless land.
I would like to go forward in that direction 
I would like to call each and everyone
To join with me
In that battle to finish the awesome.
Those who are engaged to do such
Brutal activities	 
All round the world in random. 
Today we will kill them
Today we will kill them
We will continue the war
Earning peace and tranquility, till then. 
My brothers and sisters, please please.
Please come forward to
Join that war without a debate
All they had done since now is
Enough to tolerate.
Today we will create this place like that
Where the mind is without fear; 
Where humanity in respect
To dwell the brave person are.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Lord Give Me Your Heart Let Your Words Proceed Out of Your Mouth-

Father speak every word before me 
Father where do my words come from 
All you say that they come from my heart 
But I am at dismay I am lost 
Lord I need some heart surgery
 I pray that you would remove all this the negativity 
Allow the overflow to come forward allow me to speak,
 those words of your thoughts of liberty 
Lord give me a heart 
Lord give me a heart
Lord give me your heart of a man who speaks wisdom and love of God
It's an emergency 
Flatline O' God Father where did this come from 
Out of my heart  God words and thoughts not like you 
Before I was cursings condemnation bitter anguish anger strife 
warring deploying living and speaking such a sinful life 

Words that come out do they represent your thoughts 
Are they of God and Christ Lord need your heart surgery 
O' God remove those things that are not like you 
Loose those minds that tie that binds me 
Let out of the overflow of my heart speak 
Nothing but love and life oh God 
Ooh! Lord Give Me Your Heart
Give me your heart 
Give Me Your Heart Lord 
Speak from my mouth
 Lord give me the words to say 
And the words to pray
Help me to acknowledge your goodness, in your way
Hallelujah I pray Give Me Your Heart Lord 
Give me the words the right words to say
My, my, my O' Lord give me your heart ??  

3/23/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
Form: Lyric

YES


When it is that freedom is taken from our lives
And is replaced by tyranny that so totally deprives
Our rights to freely speak or be a dissident
Or question the authority from which it has been sent

‘Tis then we must come forward and take a righteous stand
To quell the tyrants’ dictates: Remove the things they’ve planned
Our country’s sinking rapidly, of that there is no doubt
We must work until we put the tyrants out!

Indictments here; indictments there, that’s how it’s all begun
But there must be many more, before our job is done
And when we have completed this necessary task
We’ll hold our heads on high, and then it is we ask:

“Were we the ones who took a stand to right the freedoms’ wronged?”
And are we in the company of those who have belonged
To America, our country, and still Founding Fathers bless
With wisdom and wherewithal to make the answer: YES.
© Jack Clark  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

My Self-Ego Ignored

Why do I care more about others than myself?
Isn't a rightful liaison a duty to give away a joy that
isn't perspicuously mine or should it be considered so? 
And that brings up this poignant and perplexing question:
how to cope with criticism and still subdue my self-ego ignored?



Friends approach me and say with a sympathetic tone,
" You need to put aside some time to enjoy yourself,
to detach yourself for a while from the worries,
and troubles you constantly see in everyone;
more than anything else, take care of yourself! "



Would such friendly and egotistic words agree with my humane mentality?
It will make things worse, not better as I move forward to achieve social well-being;
I have been known to have taken the shirt off my back without hesitating,
and provide advice and care even in a small way to ease a friend's burden;
I been called gullible and definitely the nicest person alive unable to tell a lie!


 
Living for others is a commitment obliged by must,
I will gladly divide a loaf of bread and not take a single slice... 
and I will be satisfied only when they are full and smile;
if saints have done that: going to bed hungry to feed the neediest,
shouldn't I act in the same way, instead of looking away and not serenely sleep? 
 


Many not agreeing with me, may come forward with their vague view;
I will tell them without complicated words...without explaining actions for doing such deeds;
nobody will sway me from acting on instinct when the needy's courage is not bold...
selfishness is a shameful attitude in front of poverty...an ugly word, a presumed virtue! 
Let them wonder and be amazed how I choose generosity over my self-ego ignored! 
 

Copyright 2009 by Andrew Ccrisci

Premium Member Its Time'

Its time now..! To become survivors you must stand.!Thank
God for putting Tim Ballard in contact with those
Who needed to be released.! And there was a reason
For that ! For its so much harder for abused people.!
To get their minds out of (flashbacks) 
And self denigration, to beleive they
Can; stand strong.' To not always be burying the
Horrors.! it took an unbattered well ajusted person
Tim Ballard, who in his revulsion at child abuse fought
To support their humanity..Now its up to us survivors
Stand up get up crawl.! to the nearest support and stand.'
If thats what ì takes.? but open your mouths at all costs
Come forward.' you are needed to support these real
Heroes.'
Form: Narrative

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