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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
Love is the reflection of Our Father
Prayer is the engine of truth
The Lord Jesus calls the lost
He paid the cost at Calvary for everyone
What seems lost is most appropriate for His purpose.
He will make it possible when it seems impossible!
He joins you with God the Father and
Grants His Holy Spirit
We must know that the Lord Jesus Christ
Takes up impossible situations
He takes up impossible cases in our lives
He is the Supreme Leader of the Ages!
Therefore, if we have an impossible situation
We must remember that the Lord Jesus Christ
Takes Up Impossible cases
Simply bow your head and pray:
Lord Jesus, my case is impossible
Thank you, Lord Jesus, that you will make it possible!
Amen
Copyright © 2025
Mark Frank
My dear child
To the evils of man,
I don't have any defense for them
I only created him to go forth
And they've done so ignoring my guidance
I'm sorry you have to go through all this
I see darkness creep and you slowly breaking away,
while you were well, you had already healed
Sorry that you being put all through this
How I wish you found your way
I'm sorry I made you strong
That's why you only depend on yourself
You rarely talk to me and I know why
Because I've not given you the answers to your questions
I've left you on your own means
But know I watch over you even in your strife
Even in this particular struggle I'll soften some hearts
So that atleast some days make sense
Because you've been in a storm for far too long
That your mind is clouded up it can't see the path to tread
My dear child
To the evils of man,
I can't speak for them
I created them but they have their way
Way of making things difficult for everyone
I didn't design life to be this hard
But hearts, hearts change so fast
That's why it's hard to know what to expect
I'm not surprised at what lengths human beings can go
Just to put each other down
I'm sorry I brought the divide
Back in the time of Babel
I guess that's why generations born after
Were born with contempt from the previous generation
And that's why human beings seem to work against each other
I hope you find your way eventually
You amaze me at just how far you've come
It will be sad if you were to give up now
For you'll never get to know what's in store
And then you'll even have more questions for me
The PO£T
The sun has darkened.
The world is slowly moving to a crawl.
Your evil presence is here.
I can sense you.
I feel the cold air.
I feel the frozen ground,
When I look at you.
I feel the rage inside of me,
Waiting to get out.
Your tongue is sharp and vile.
Your smile is darkened,
Within the depths of hell.
Your heart is made of stone.
Everyone is traumatized that you go near.
What could have happened in your,
Life to make you so evil,
So cold so inhumane.
This is madness it has to stop,
The world is insane,
I look into your eyes,
Words I thought I would never utter,
Goodbye I have to go,
The tears gliding down,
Looking and seeing the real you,
Your Tears falling, falling, falling,
Please don't leave me, I can't control her,
She has no soul.
I need you, help me.
I'm not leaving you, I'm right here.
She falls into my arms crying ,
Confessing her love to me,
As I reach for the phone.
Digital technology so prevails
functionally serving its purpose well
benefitting all --- everyone can tell
midst constant advancement that never fails.
With digital technology’s impact
learning soars toward accessibility-height
that drives teaching to innovation-might…
such is educational power’s fact.
Through digital technology’s progress
science keeps on unleashing useful zeal
while medicine upholds right-treatment seal
aiding health and wellness against distress.
By digital technology’s usage
global partnership enhances friendship
likewise spirited worship and fellowship
along livestreaming bond with love’s message.
Digital technology brings blessings
God allows to work by His wisdom’s best
optimizing resources of goodness-zest
for mankind’s grateful stewardship* praisings.
*1Peter 4:10 As every man hath received the gift, even so minister the same one to another, as good stewards of the manifold grace of God.
March 7, 2022
1st place, "A BRIAN STRAND 1095" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 3/25/2022.
Isn't it about time that the West and NATO stepped in
To put a stop to brutal aggression by Vladimar Putin
Men bound and shot, with their hands tied behind their backs
Enough is enough civilised world, it's time to launch attacks.
From cities and towns the Russians are starting to withdraw
Journalists are reporting on the unspeakable horrors they saw
Russians are preventing burials and bodies are left decaying
War crimes are being committed and we're doing nothing.
Horrific war crimes were being committed, by ISIS in Syria
Now the Russians are doing it and claiming it's fake media
Saying actors are being used and what you're seeing isn't true
But Russia we are not stupid and we can see what you do.
We see the evidence from satellite images of a scorched earth
Many bodies were thrown in pits and then covered with dirt
We see many burnt out cars with charred bodies left inside
Just some of the atrocities that Russians, are trying to hide.
Men, women and children have been tortured and left lying dead
And on the roads and pavements there's pools of bright red.
Women and girls raped at gunpoint, in front of their families
The West and NATO should act and bring that scum to its knees.
Russians are spineless with yellow streaks down their backs
They run for cover when Ukrainians launch counter attacks
They carry out abuse because it makes them feel like men
And target old men, women and defenceless little children.
I don't believe for one minute that Russia will go nuclear
All they're doing is sabre rattling and trying to instill fear
We're giving Ukraine arms but I don't think that's enough
The West and NATO need to man up and start getting tough.
There's no need to invade Russia, so it wouldn't be a threat
Just staying within Ukraine's border would be our safest bet
Drive out those psychopaths who've caused so much pain
Stop the horrific slaughter of innocents, and restore peace again.
Even if the Russians pull out robust sanctions must stay
Because Ukraine will need rebuilding and someone must pay
Everyone thought the mighty Russian army was invincible
But they're all cowardly, spineless and utterly despicable.
Written 7th April 2022
Today on the eve of Christmas,
Santa’s sleigh has scattered gifts like twinkling stars across every home,
At dawn, everyone greets with merry Christmas,
Their embraces warm and tight, like cozy scarves against winter’s chill.
Today marks the birthday of our dear friend.
In the autumn garden, fallen flowers and leaves carpet the earth in shades of green,
Amidst the cool breeze, a single red rose stands poised,
Waiting patiently for Santa’s arrival.
Santa’s gift, a gentle touch, paints a rosy glow on our friend’s cheeks,
Joy blooms within, as they accept a heartfelt Happy Birthday,
The church doors open wide, candles flicker like tiny flames of hope,
Prayers rise softly, seeking blessings from the divine.
Prologue:
It takes a heart free of hate
to let go of a false ownership
to step beyond your fears
provide strangers a helping hand
It should be a pre-requirement
of possessing our largest organ
that which clothes a person’s frame
everyone should earn their coat of skin
defines them as humans
than we could easily separate and remove
the demons roam Earth disguised as people
they sat paralyzed
as various notes brushed lightly against their senses
eventually accompanied by bare traces of rain
stroked their faces with naked fingers
occupied their emptiness
with the welcomed whispers of music
spread their lips
leaving a lucent mark of bliss
on the bones of their cheeks
the melody
drew them into an imaginary reality
safe from the ugliness of their truth
“another day of hell on Earth”
(a hell willingly supplied by hollow frames reciting words from their Fiery Red God while hiding behind a faith they never understood)
temporarily frozen against the symmetry
of an angels canvas
they would breath the unabridged artistry
for a brief but satisfying moment
the musicians for the time being where their Gods
and they relished in the quenching fruits
filled their empty dreams
the simple beauty of song was undeniable
Epilogue:
It takes a heart free of hate
to let go of a false ownership
to step beyond your fears
provide strangers a helping hand
It should be a pre-requirement
of possessing our largest organ
that which clothes a person’s frame
everyone should earn their coat of skin
defines them as humans
than we could easily separate and remove
the demons roam Earth disguised as people
Lisa comes into my room and flops on the bed. The day had been uncompromisingly gray, windy and cold. The night sky was a snowy, blowing darkness, an absolute void that absorbed the campus lights and reflected nothing back. “I’m missing Spring Break,” Lisa she says.
“It doesn’t even seem like Spring Break happened,” I say. “Most Yalies went to Puerto Rico this year, I think, from my sampling.”
“RIGHT?” Lisa said, “EVERYONE says that - we’re in sync. But *I* enjoyed Paris,” Lisa continued, “I liked your family - no - I LOVED your family,” she amends.
“THAT’s a strong take,” I say, chuckling.
“I watched basketball with your uncle (Rémi) and cousins and helped your grandma cook,” she explains, “I felt like a part of your family.”
“Aww,” I say, “You ARE part of my family now - you’re TRAPPED,” and we laughed.
They invented spring break because after several months, the student mind starts to notice a harsh reality - how much their dorm room resembles a cinder-block jail cell - and starts to wonder how a lifetime of study and stress over grades has gotten them no further in life than the average felon.
We’re at lunch. Lisa says, “Ok, what’s new with you?” Keep in mind we see each other ten times a day.
“Well,” I say, I’ve decided that “The Beatles are for spring.” Lisa laughs. “Stop!” I demand, “I’m going deep. Today’s song is Julia,” I say, “It’s John Lennon’s song to his mom who was run over by a car when he was a child.” “I love that song,” Lisa says.
“Ok, what about you?” I ask.
“My song right now is “Move like a Boss,” Lisa says, “When I’m walking across campus, with my air pods on - I’m intense, don’t get in my way - I’m dangerous, I’ll Will Smith you - I scare me.”
“Good to Know,” I say, wishing I’d gotten a lemon brownie.
Then add, “I’ve got this presentation on Monday that I haven’t even had time to *look* at yet. If I don’t get on it by this weekend it’ll be a nuclear-level disaster. I started on it yesterday and the Internet went down for 20 minutes. It was stressful - of course, you don’t know how long the outage is going to be when you’re IN it - and I had THINGS to do - is that convoluted? ”
“No,” Lisa says, nodding in agreement, “losing the Interweb’s traumatic.”
Ever had someone hate you cus they liked you and they wanted more than they ever got too, when they obsess and don’t let it go so they put you down to every person they know.
Did they have authority a superiority allowing dishonourable behaviour so often so horribly, they slandered your name bullied you insane and when you complain the rest doubt the same
When you discover who’s really on your side, and you simply suffer whilst they claim you lied, and you end up sacked committing suicide, that’s my experience based on this life, only to be saved when there’s a concern, and they all want to help you out in return, but the damage caused is the lesson you learn, burning bridges ensuring they burn, people are fake forget their mistakes call it your fate become people you hate, then they act confused because you are not you the person they knew the one who they used, have you been let down by everyone you have known now lost and confused all on your own and life is full blown depressed in the zone, and there’s no reason to advance no reason to be, there’s just no chance that you’ll be happy, you don’t even question if it’s just me, you see people as evil as humanitY