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Give Me the Lighter

Give me the lighter 
The days are dark 
And cold 
The egoistic evildoers
 from the top
Controls the switchs of 
Our Freedom in Africa 
And beyond
In our world today 
No wonder truth are 
Hard to found on the lips 
Of many 
Is obvious how 
Freedom is deep 
Yet expensive in this era 
And before now 

Give me the lighter 
The days are dark and grey 
Everyone still fighting 
Despite the change of time 
The world is still far from unity 
What else can we see 
To realise what the time speaks 
So I chose to life in the dark 
Yes I refuse to be teasty 
While standing in the clean rivers
Of water 
please permit me to light up 
The life  I know
Permit me to inhale wisdoms 
to exhale knowledge
Permit me please
 while I chill and breath 
With the trees of life 
 so  please 
Give me the  lighter
Form: Epic


Premium Member Sign of the Times

Spiritual stagnation staggers senses
Insidious insanity of intermittent information 
Gruesome gorging of gossips
Nauseating nature of narcissistic news

Oppression of other opinions
Flouting false faithfulness freely

Transparent traitors of truth
Hypocritical hype of haters
Evildoers exemplifying egregiousness

Transgressive territorial targets
Investigation into innocent itineraries
Mercilessly manipulating mainstream
Evidence effectively to expressively
Symbolize significant sign of the times

April 25, 2018


Sign of the Times Contest By John Hamilton
Third Place
Form: Acrostic

Redemption By the Cross

He was with God before the world came to be,
and He created with Him our breath-taking Universe;
His name was Jesus,the Redeemer of the Human Race:
and to change and save us was His destiny...

He preached in the Temple, and all Jerusalem listened carefully,
but some didn't like to hear how He spoke against evil so openly;
and they weren't the Romans,the conquerors,
but those hypocrites in high places...

Jesus drew huge crowds by lakes and mountains,
by the country roads and in small towns;
they all came to hear the Gospel with gladness,
and Joseph was one of the priests who heeded those words...

On the lake of Genesaret, Jesus performed another miracle,
telling Peter to lower the net for a catch, but he was skeptical: 
until he saw the boat was about to sink with the heavy load,
and he came to realize the bounty of God... 

As Jesus became popular and all heard Him preach,
the priests and scribes became jealous of Him,
and planned to capture Him and found Him guilty of blasphemy:
by the very hands of Pontius Pilate who feared to condemn Him...  

But the crowd cried out, " Release Barabbas! ",
and those who called out the name, "Jesus,Jesus! "
were beaten and silenced by a mob who had no mercy;
Pontius Pilate had no choice but to deny His liberty...   

The Roman soldiers grabbed Jesus
and took Him to governor's place,
and they stripped and whipped Him 'till he bled;
and worst of all : a crown of thorns they put on His head... 

Along the Via Dolorosa Jesus carried the cross to His death 
as the women wept and men mocked Him with laughs,
never a commotion,so great, was felt in all Jerusalem;
a follower gave Him water, but he was restrained by swords...

The merciless soldiers placed the cross upon Jesus's shoulders,
and Simon from Cyrene finished bearing it behind Jesus;
he really felt the same pain and agony;
and from Jesus's smile, he knew He was relieved...

From the cross at Golgotha, Jesus asked His father
to forgive them as John stood by his mother;
to one of the evildoers He promised Paradise at no cost:
and to all who would believe and follow:  redemption by the cross....
Form: Ballad

Premium Member Listen - 1

Listen to your heart, your spirit
For the conscious revealing truth
The wisdom that comes from heeding
God’s instruction, His correction
And His everlasting word, the Bible

Listen to the way He reveals to you
All the insight into a living devotion
Assurance that whatever you go through
You can find the answers in your soul
Where He guides, instructs and assures

Listen to His still, small voice – the light
That reflects His image, His Holy Spirit
Who welcomes you to praise and pray
In silence, in noise – wherever you may be
Yearning for God to take notice of your need

Listen to Him through the scriptures
Who reveal His heart and open the way
To receiving guidance and direction
Through sorrows, joys and everything
With promises for your benefit and help

Listen to the prudence of a heavenly Father
One who knows your deepest thoughts 
Your secret dreams and all you believe
And find encouragement through His gift
Of reassurance and grace, inspiration and faith

Listen to your heart – listen to your intent
Do you hope to win or do you hope to give a gift?
Is your heart in the right place when you pray?
Do you hope to honor God and honor the faith?
Do you breathe worship through it all? Praise God

Listen to your soul, the part of you who knows
He is with you always – forever leading you on
Through sadness and sorrow, through joy and hope
Into the moments when you know you will discover
The answers to prayers and faith that is alive

Listen… listen.. to the still, small voice of God
Who looks past your anger and shame, your worst
To the center of your heart where He sees you
As you were meant to be seen… filled with a love
That dances and sings, love that was given by Him

Listen to your heart and believe in a love that is alive
Guiding your thoughts toward intimacy with the Lord
Who knows you need His love more than anything
And hopes you will come to Him through everything
Secure in the worship of One who is the light of your soul

Listen and know… God is still in control








1 Peter 3:16 KJV 16 Having a good conscience; that, whereas they speak evil of you, as of evildoers, they may be ashamed that falsely accuse your good conversation in Christ.

A Different Kind of Success

everyone wants to be successful, powerful and rich
people want to be affluent, well to do and find their niche
we all want to achieve our purpose and rise into our destiny
but we must understand there's a roadmap 
for this particular journey

this ideology has been drilled into the minds of society
but understand that success has many different forms in actuality
success is more than just receiving awards, certificates and trophies
true success may simply be staying the course
that God has set for thee

now God says do not fret 
nor worry about what others get
yes evildoers may be in positions of power and control
just remember we serve an omnipotent God
Who watches our souls

be anxious over nothing as you will come to see
that evildoers will receive their coming atrocities
trust in the Lord God as He will provide
He is your shield and will always be on side
refrain from anger and turn away from wrath
wait on the Lord God allow Him to guide your path

simply place your faith in the sovereignty of the Lord
as a different kind of success to you He will afford
trust in His might
know for you He will fight

delight in the Lord be captivated by His mercy and grace
take please in His efforts to always for you be in place
let your worship of Him break strongholds
let your praise of Him set you free
which may also have the potential to grant
others His infinite mercy

a different kind of success 
is what God has on His mind
it might not be the things you want
but what for you He has consigned

a different kind of success you need to perceive
allow God to share with you so that you may receive
His glory, His power and His indefatigable love
a different kind of success you could never have dreamt of

so trust in Him, commit to Him 
delight in Him as well
a different kind of success
spiritually unparalleled


Its My Turn To Use the Written Word

Being born in the postwar fifties,
after darkness and catastrophe
ascended on all Europe,
I didn't experience cruelty and horror... 
but hope came from the defenders of freedom
from North America and England;
and their military supremacy crushed
Hitler's vanity and his inhumane empire!
I was given birth by a courageous mother,
who saw bombs drop on buildings,
and escaped to the countryside with a few belongings...
dragging grandmother to safety!

Fear was everywhere...people had to hide,
and liberty was a forbidden cry;
even in the Vatican City, and rumors...
if not facts, confirmed that some
were afraid to speak against this evil,
but continued to tremble,
and in doing so they let many die!
Wasn't God angry at their hypocrisy;
and if they had taken a stand against the evildoers...
wouldn't it spared many?

It's my turn to protest the evil
that destroyed the life of big and small
for their faith, religion and race;
those voices are still ignored,
but  they are finally heard;  
their thirst for peace and justice
will be quickly quenched!
It's my turn to heal their wounds
with sweet and consoling words of kindness,
and alleviate their fears that what happened yesterday...
must not be repeated in our history;
and wil I be able to do this without facing controversy?
It's my turn to use the written word,
to outshine everyone whose interest is greed! 

Nobody more than I
was saddened by this tragedy,
so powerful and overwhelming,
to promptly modify the traits of my personality;
to be more considerate and caring,
and partake in Humankind's destiny!
An Aquarius has many
distinguishing qualities
and talents, and I intend to use them wisely...
listening to their struggles 
with much sympathy!
 
It's my turn to use the written word,
to declare war on the state of unfair things,
proceed with caution on flapping winds...
to land where I am welcomed,
and see every hand touching mine;
only when the their joy returns, I can certainly smile!
Form: Ballad

Premium Member In My Words 1


The Lord is my rock and fortress strong
he is my strength and my salvation
and my high tower . . .  my safe harbor
the Lord saves me from the evildoers
from my enemies, my grief and sorrows
and from people who turn away from me
the Lord hears my tears in his temple
and sends me strength . . .  and his only son
Jesus helps me cast away the devil and all evil
and I stand tall because the Holy Trinity is my shield
of Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost
and I will not fail . . .   I will not be broken
those against me will become dust in the wind
to be castaway and become nothing
and Jesus will wrap me in his wings forever

                 -  a Bible verse in my own words

_____________________
March 15, 2023


Poetry/Verse/In My Words
Copyright Protected, ID 03-1531-688-15
All Rights Reserved, 2023, Constance La France
Form: Verse

Evildoers Afoot

Look in the chamberpot
There you will find
Some agent of darkness
The Foul Fiend left behind

The sordid element
The secrets they keep
And the dank crannies
Wherein they do creep

There is no sin so scarlet
That they will not partake
They would pawn their own mothers
For foul pharmacy's sake

Note that these scoundrels
Have fallen from grace
Even beasts of the field
Loath the sight of their face

Hail thee, dear friend!
And be Utmost alert
For drug fueled thieves
Lurk unseen in the dirt

And most of all, Attend!
To safekeep your very life
Madmen in the shadows
Delight in your strife
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Saints and Sinners

 "Everyman has his fault . . .  " Shakespeare

_______________
 
We all must walk with humility through our life,
So tread carefully amongst the saints and sinners;
Evildoers and lowlifes can stab you with a knife,
This world is full of scoundrels and also winners.

So tread carefully amongst the saints and sinners,
Saints have missions to rescue us from darkness;
This world is full of scoundrels and also winners,
The words of sinners hurt us with their starkness.

Saints have missions to rescue us from darkness,
But I have respect for people who are devout;
The words of sinners hurt us with their starkness,
Those bad eggs and wrongdoers leave me in doubt.

But I have respect for people who are devout,
I don't claim to be spotless, but I am still good;
Those bad eggs and wrongdoers leave me in doubt,
Oh, those rascals with their wretched falsehood.

I don't claim to be spotless but I am still good,
Evildoers and lowlifes can stab you with their knife;
Oh, those rascals with their wretched falsehood,
We all must walk with humility through our life.

_________________________
October 26, 2016

Pantoum (with Quote)

For the contest, Saint and Sinners
sponsor, Silent One

Third Place
Form: Pantoum

How Evil Is This Society

How evil is this society, 
for telling the truth, 
that it will jeopardize your entire life and 
others that are around you.
How many more lions must die
at the hands of the evildoers?
Memories fades away,
as the wind carries it 
in her belly.

How evil is this society, 
who deceives us, and still believe their words to be true.
Always be vigilant when it comes down to their experts,
those who's altering our cells on a cellular level.
How much more distortion and genocide we must go through,
as the train tracks leaves it tracks in the sky.

How evil is this society, 
that will debar and exile you, just
because you didn't fit the criteria.
Be proud of your roots.

How evil is this society,
that will poison the food on purpose 
and proceed to give you their benefits,
just so you can kill yourself and your seeds.

How evil is this society,
that will target a specific Topo2,
destroy the ubiquitous enzymes in all 
branches of life within the body, 
leaving you lifeless. 

How evil is this society, 
who done high jacked our DNA 
through a cell cycle regulation, 
causing induction of DNA damage
and DNA repair.
Forming harmful mutations,
modifying you into a 
mutant ninja turtle.

How evil is this society,
to change a musical tune pitch,
throwing off its frequency, as it 
brings disharmony to the listener ears,
rearranging the behavior patterns
within the individual,
to cause a chain of chemical reactions,
wiping out the original 
chemical structure, as it 
disentangling the superhelicity.

How evil is this society...
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