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The Truth is Silent

Is it the truth that blinds us
If They say God is Love then how can Love blind us
How can lies remind us> minus trust
It takes years to build it and only seconds to destroy it
And as I let ideas fall out into thoughts, that are like drops of rubbing alcohol across the countertop
There is a smell of a hospital that reminds me of newborn life and then death flashes and i lose my sight
Its untrue that the definition of the first person that hesitates here, really converts over and spills positive enrgy into the rest of his life
Cause its like you stall and the lightening strikes
The tree falls down and your a second behind it 
The dark barks that it hates the light 
The light shines and its basically the truth that blinds you
The brillance of the the giantest star draws you like a bug to the lighjt 
you get suck in because its your time to die
You cant change it, its evrymans destiny,\
 thats why you must be in the postion that god places you
Work on earth to be done and men are lazy, they dont even want to be a family provider
i seen this i didnt understand it was truly overwhelming
Its like i knew the veiw you see is a little different
  you say hes just goin through hard times are you any better 
I was like damn i help the man by leading him to water
 And he was like id rather sleep than feed my daughter
 Thats why mommy goes to work and on the face of the earth men are dying
Little boys are born to suffer this woe of society
Woman are supernatural acts of kindness
But you bring out the dormant side and the one who gave life becomes a destroyer
No matter woman or man God is my employer
I work for virtually nothing but to see a hurt soul rejoice and i smile in satisfaction
Im like the truth never blinded me it set me free from the darkest whitest lies
That are actually darker the this side of what you think is compatible
couples marry and then they hate each before the first chapter of the story
and unfaithfulness derives out of the unsatisfaction of dissatisifaction
Then the children suffer from the lack of harmony in a family inviroment
NoW truth come take the blinds off the mouth that sugarcoaTS THE DECEIVING TONGUES
OF THOSE WHO DONT LIKE YOU
 THERE LIKE ITS OKAY TO SIN BUT DONT LET THEIR LIPS COAX NOR ENTICE
The zenith is exactly crossing the horizon 
The lies blind and basically the Truth is silent
Form: Rhyme


Ready To Run

I am in a race, to see the face of faith
I am on a ride, to see the world unified
I am on a train, to the end of pain
On a jumbo jet, free from all my debt
 
Sounds too good to be true
But hey it worked for me
And it can work for you
One day you’ll see
And when you do
You’ll be free too
 
You’ll be walking down a new road
And no longer will you carry that load
Your regrets, your mistakes
Your pain and your heartaches
No, none of that will compare to what lies ahead
In the greatness of his plan, your past is dead
 
Nothing in this world will make you cower
Your mind will become a strong tower
 Your life, a testament to His power
So what are you waiting for?
Get on board, Get ready to run
This is not a chore, this is fun
 
This is not just a rule book
Not just a good boy’s guide to life
Come, take a closer look
Get ready to jump, ready to dive
Into the most important mission
 You could ever accept
A grand adventure, a most epic quest
Put your worries to rest
Because this is what's best

 In these last few years
Though there has been pain
And there have been tears
My life has completely changed
I used to be filled with fear
I was frightened by failure
Now I've been to the jungles of Ecuador
Three times already, soon to be four
 
I used to be bound by addiction
My heart in a state of affliction
Now I am set free
To live with integrity
No more distractions 
To delay me from action
 
And this life is only just beginning
This is only the first chapter
Here is my point
Christ is not about not sinning
Not just about avoiding the rapture
No He has far greater plans than that
More than our imaginations can capture
Plans for both you and me
To take part in a glorious adventure,
To fulfill our destiny
So what are you waiting for?
Get on board, get ready to run
This is not a chore, this is fun!
Form: Rhyme

We made the choice

We made the choice
To follow Jesus
Into his house
We made the choice
To go to and have a meal
With Jesus
Because he is the one that
Invited us to his table
We had drunk some wine
And ate the host
We made the choice
Also to accept Jesus
Into our lives
We made the choice
To live by Jesus rules
We made the choice
That we are going to look after
Our health every day
We will not let our health go down
AIso we can't live with out health
We never smoked a cigarette in our lives
And we are not going to start now
We also made the choice to go to bed
Early every night
So we can get a proper sleep
We are very generous once it comes
To give our offerings to Jesus
Also Jesus is the man that
Walked on the water
Also Jesus is the man
Who thought us how to fish
Also Jesus had preach the bible to us
That he wrote
Yes
Genesis is the first chapter in the
Bible
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Premium Member Honesty

"Honesty is the first chapter in the book of wisdom".                                                                        Thomas Jefferson


When I was very young, regardless of society's philosophy,
Our parents taught us that HONESTY was the best policy.

Seems to me, that true HONESTY gives birth to inner liberty.
Seems to me, presently, impression goes farther than ability.

Genuineness is fading, and hypocrisy is hiding transparency.
Seems to me, presently, one's craft reveals less creativity.                                                                                   

Seems to me, presently, an age of falsity and dishonesty.
When truth permeates the soul, it will release HONESTY.

Seems to me that pride and blind ambition ends in futility.
Intellectual HONESTY is the 'high ground' of true integrity.

The lack of common sense, trust, and unity is a travesty.
One's popularity must always be inferior to one's credibility.                                                                                            

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Form: Couplet

Premium Member Juneteenth Journey

That day when legal slavery ended
	A brief moment when justice seemed palpable
marked only the first chapter of caped cross burners 
and rageful lynch mobs
marked only the beginning of white terror
against black dignity
Equal justice under law

That day when the sky opened
	A brief glimmer when freedom seemed possible
stained only by the blood of generations oppressed
bruised only by the brutality of the state
against these people of color
Equal justice under law

That day when a people were proclaimed
	A brief interlude when equality seemed attainable
marred only by marginalization and segregation
scarred only by white supremacy and white dominance 
against these struggling people
Equal justice under law

Someday when a people get their due
	An arcing rainbow when liberation is realizable
helped only by abandonment of white privilege
aided only by respect and compassion
for these people
Equal justice under law


Premium Member Carnival Night Was Special

Carnival Nights Poetry Contest
Robert James Liguori

There was a special carnival set in my memory
Rides, games, and food, cherished, and a prelude to our first kiss
And a second date where we watched Rambo: First Blood
But on that night, he held me in his arms dearly and lifted my spirits
Where the moon and stars looked down and smiled at us
And I remember passing a cow with big brown eyes
She proudly wore a blue ribbon garland around her neck 
And as we exchanged glances, my eyes peered at my blue ribbon
He was standing right next to me, as the cow seemingly knew
As we closed the first chapter, the sights and sounds sing in my heart
Circus clowns, cotton candy lady, acrobats, and little kids playing
But it was my man, future husband, that my eyes were really on
Those blue jeans, long-sleeved white dress shirt, cowboy hat, paint that night
A true gentleman, he was, he handed a prize teddy bear to a little kid
Where the little girl clutched the brown furry one happily and beamed at mom
These montages are now old but forever golden beam the big top of my heart 
I always remember those words, "ma'am, do you want to go on another ride?"

Premium Member An Evening Stroll

An evening stroll, on a chill night,
under the silver light of the horizon moon. 
Life that burst among a small acreage, 
of old-growth forests, flourished. 

A delightful flurry of fireflies, drifting,
twinkle among the foliage, an amazing sight. 
Echoing sounds moaned through boughs and leaves, 
disturbing the night. 

The air grew cold and grim. 

A sudden quiet came, not a whisper, 
of leaf or waving bough, not a breath of wind. 
The forest was swathed in gloomy shadows. 
Dim shadows obscured the eerie dark. 

Curiosity reeled me in, as my freighted body trembles
and an awful, clenching nauseous feeling came over me. 

I didn't want to walk any farther. 

The moonlight sunk casting shadows. 
Fragrance drift within, with the scent of blossoms
 and the cool filled the air. 

I found myself embracing; 
my arms around me. 

Roots moved around me, subduing nature. 
An exciting feeling flowed through my body, 
as I stood and stared at the tall trees around me. 
They swayed as their leave's sing. 

        Don't be afraid as the sun is starting to fade
          a smile to honor you with my dappled shade;
            they all whispered unison.

        If hungry, we offer the taste of my fruit,
          as I do for my friends that scurry round my roots.
            As it ought to be done.

        I protect the area from erosion, beneath
          and give them some oxygen to breathe.
            As it has been done since time begun

        And through the sacrifice of my life
          the need of lumber or paper, make such a strife
            In which of course, no discussion of mine, human won.

A joy to hear at first a passionate compassion, 
then turn to heartache to a true deep reverberating message they convey.




5/19/2022

Wisdom From Trees Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Anoucheka Gangabissoon


God loves trees
Other than people and God, trees are the most mentioned living thing in the Bible. There are trees in the first chapter of Genesis (verses 11–12), in the first psalm (Psam 1:3), and on the last page of Revelation (22:2). As if to underscore all these trees, the Bible refers to wisdom as a tree (Proverbs 3:18).
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Another Lover's Touch

Another lover's touch


There's never been a love,
that's ever been enough...
You keep searching for...
another lover's touch


Why do I even try,
I should  stop wasting time...
You say that we are fine...
we both know that's a lie


Chorus
I can see the ending,
in our book of love...
Well I try and I try and I try,
but it's not enough...
I see the curtain falling
on our romantic play....
I never thought our love ...
would end this way


I remember that first look,
the first chapter of our book...
We thought we'd found a love that would never die


The days turned into weeks,
so many nights without sleep...
The love we felt was an unrelenting fire



Chorus
I can see the ending,
in our book of love...
Well I try and I try and I try,
but it's not enough...
I see the curtain falling
on our romantic play....
I never thought our love...
would end this way


Chorus
I can see the ending,
in our book of love...
Well I try and I try and I try,
but it's not enough...
I see the curtain falling
on our romantic play....
I never thought our love... 
would end this way


There's never been a love,
that's
ever
been 
enough...

You keep...
searching...
for another...
lover's...
touch.



John Derek Hamilton
November 22,2019
Form: Lyric

Premium Member Kiss the Sun

My first major task today at 11AM on January 13, 2021 
finds me dropping my bride off for a pedicure appointment.
Rather than pick her up later, I decided to wait for her.
I spot a parking lane among the many that are available.

It is approaching mid-January and a bit of sunlight is my chosen friend this early winter. It's a sunny day about 55 degrees as I start to read and finish a chapter from the book of Jeremiah.

I grab another book to read and get sleepy at the beginning of
the very first chapter, not finishing it. I succumb to reclining for a nap instead and before long, I begin to appreciate the soothing warmth as I am tucked in graciously by the sun's shinning upon my head.

The sun begins to speak to me in gentle and tender tones of love. She says to me, ''Your Lord and mind picked this spot and space for you, orchestrating the life of the two of us. I, 93mm away, cast a light of tenderness, a tone of quiet and solace for you, and I am enriched to be of service to you.''

The sun is so very far, but yet at this moment in a very special way, I feel so close to her. With that sense of bonding, I looked toward the sun and threw her a kiss of gratitude. I then reclined again to capture and absorb her loving nourishment.

Scientists say that the radiant energy of the sun is heating up the planet and changing the climate as a result of mankind's lack of care and overuse of earth's resources. These things I hear and read about but know not for certain how such prospects will play out. However, I know and believe, because the Bible tells me so, that the sun, just like today, is ordered by The Lord to rise and set for the good of all mankind, including you and me. So, would you join me in Kissing The Sun?

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Curtis Johnson Sunday, January 31, 2021
Form: Narrative

Another Lovers Touch Song Version

Another lover's touch


There's never been a love,
that's ever been enough...
You keep searching for...
another lover's touch


Why do I even try,
I should  stop wasting time...
You say that we are fine...
we both know that's a lie


Chorus
I can see the ending,
in our book of love...
Well I try and I try and I try,
but it's not enough...
I see the curtain falling
on our romantic play....
I never thought our love ...
would end this way


I remember that first look,
the first chapter of our book...
We thought we'd found a love that would never die


The days turned into weeks,
so many nights without sleep...
The love we felt was an unrelenting fire



Chorus
I can see the ending,
in our book of love...
Well I try and I try and I try,
but it's not enough...
I see the curtain falling
on our romantic play....
I never thought our love...
would end this way


Chorus
I can see the ending,
in our book of love...
Well I try and I try and I try,
but it's not enough...
I see the curtain falling
on our romantic play....
I never thought our love... 
would end this way


There's never been a love,
that's
ever
been 
enough...

You keep...
searching...
for another...
lover's...
touch.



John Derek Hamilton
November 22,2019
re-posted with music and vocals
January 27,2021




Copyright © John Hamilton | Year Posted 2019
Form: Lyric

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