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Tell us of folks with conscience clear on terror; of trusted neo
terrorists that oust teams, terrorizing thousands... near, far, and wide
May it marinate in their minds; peace and equality are as grated rind
with scent of pure zing... unlike vexed souls, bent on terrorism
Just last night, amid day light, before photographer's sky, right in
spring's warmth... such unforgiving moment of sudden fright
Thunderous wondrous sounds of bombs whirred, then cease, and
just like that came sight of flight 8430, blown to fallen pieces of debris
I saw red, white, and blue of American airlines's plane, meshed with chaos
just as those blown to smithereens during 9ll... Still I'll fly. Why shouldn't I?
In this land of plenty, we won't share cowardice with tyrants of immorality;
not on their watch! freedom bell has rung for everyone free of contentions
"Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do." (... they knew not...)
Flight 8430 felt Coup DE main... not of You, Great God of earth, sky, and dew
I shan't forget humongous, booming sounds of invisible bombs that flew and
flung sudden terror so near, i hastened with thoughts of Islam and coercion
Of intimidation, degradation, castration; of trepidation, and mutilation
that moved me to see martyrdom in terrorism as ignoble affiliations
I'm due like you to sit snug and breathe with ease here and now, without
quest; will I survive or will I have time to utter one final goodbye
Night's stream of consciousness was dream, dear God, but Your world need You...
only You; by power of Your might, turn terror to unadulterated thanksgiving; so
As we ponder canvas of sky with eyes beyond clouds; we'll grace life with
courage; for we shall over come with hope, with aims, and with our dreams.
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Jesus spoke these words from the cross
accomplishing the purpose for which He came
here He was crucified unjustly so
this innocent saviour took all our blame
Crucifixion is such an awful thing
it's intention is to break one's resource
but in fact stretches one's agony further
physically and emotionally execution on course
Rusted nails places on wrists hollow place
hammered in driven between two bones
gruesome hearing nails driven through flesh
this brings anguish so horribly alone
The victim suffers nausea, fever, cramps
bringing indeed spasms of intense pain
as well as slow relentless suffocation
all this and more was Jesus slain
This God in His only begotten son
showed His love in this horrible death
suffering pain physically and spiritually
for His own even to His final breath
The original language would indicate
Jesus repeated this enduring crucifixion
father forgive them they know not what they do
merciful sacrificial love brought God's selection
('Then said Jesus, Father, forgive them; for they know not what they do.')
Luke 23: 34a (KJV)
With contempt men gaze upon me,
disregarded, as a worm below their tread,
but You, O Lord have skillfully formed me
to be poured like wine, broken like bread.
This Carpenter's hands and sojourning feet
are nailed like objects upon a plank.
My back men scourged to appear as ground meat.
My face they spit upon; my beard they yank.
I am led as a sheep shorn with silence.
Anguish seethes like blood from my open chest
as I humbly absorb mankind's violence.
In You, My Comforter, I find no rest.
Once intimate, now Your face is turned
from the world's presence of sin I bear.
Your grace shown to strangers, from me is spurned,
showcasing your wrath while they scoff and stare.
These beasts charge at me with their forceful teeth,
just as bulls encompassing for the kill.
Demons taunt from above me and beneath,
thirsty for every drop of blood I spill.
Out of joint, I can count all of my bones.
My tender, pure heart melts downward like wax.
With no ease of relief in muffled groans,
my strength becomes dried like pottery cracks.
My tongue clings tightly to my jaws from thirst,
oh, Maker of love and eternity.
With my power laid down, men do their worst.
Why, oh why, God, have you forsaken me?!
My covering was torn and I am bare.
Men cast lots upon my stolen vesture.
Stripped of all but love, I reach out in prayer,
but receive not a comforting gesture.
In hateful tones men utter defiance
and I'm made to become a mockery.
Your past banner waves of deliverance.
Lord, will You not also deliver me?
Forgive them, for they know not what they do.
Change their hearts to receive forgiving peace.
For You have power to make all things new.
Let mankind's vileness by mercy cease.
Inspiration: Psalm 22
1/18/2021
i'm writing this to explain to you my feelings
please bear with me, this won't be easy
of course i thought of seeing you first
every hour of everyday that meeting i rehearse
and through clandestine verse
i reveal that which you have mared
our minds with memories that we can not forget
our souls with a curse that will not lift
our Body defiled from evils touch
My devotion destroyed by my willingness to trust
deep inside me a demon lives
a demon who regretfully will not forgive
i find it very hard to find the will to live
so i beg God to let me live
Gods answer is that i learn to forgive
Lord, forgive Them for they know not what they do
Knowledge and wisdom are not found
in the chaotic crowd's cacophony of voices
caused by fear and frustration
They gather like swarms of locusts
on emotional wings of hysteria
Their beating sound swallows intellect
creating perpetual hate and anxiety
brought to them by their own failures and frailties
None...which they chose to recognize
or deem worthy of introspection
Crowds easily led by puppetmasters
who have spiraled down to the depths of depravity
as they pull on the strings of discord
tied to patriotic fervor
Exhumed in a kaleidoscope of hollow memories
from history...crowds don't remember
As they turn their anger into a coming apocalypse
where they sell their souls to their masters
as they did once before
When they called out " Give us Barabbas "
Let the Christ die with his last spoken words
" Forgive them... for they know not what they do "
9/25/17
contest 8 word challenge-4
How much bloody carnage and rubble
is required to atone for sins of a few?
How many eyes must be gouged
to extract desired justice?
If wronged, is exchanging one eye enough?
What about two eyes for one? Or ten for one?
Is twenty enough?
How about a hundred?
Such revenge might feel like justice,
but it fuels hate’s endless cycle.
Can we exit this interlocked sequence
of oppression and reflexive violence?
Can we struggle toward implementing
a radical, restorative, improbable alternative?
Remember what a crucified carpenter taught
about loving enemies and turning cheeks?
Do such ideals seem impossibly wrong
when gushing anger from our wounds?
Yet, as he stretched on splintery beams
no carpenter would willingly build,
he said, while gushing blood for all our sins,
“Forgive them for they know not what they do.”
"She walked in darkness," was a contest entry for Mrs. Campbell of All Poetry. The first part is the actual entry, the way it was composed. The second part is my expanded Poetry Soup version.***
"She walked in darkness and imprisonment. Because she preached the gospel in a closed nation. She walk up to the guillotine and said,"Lord, forgive them."***
"She Walked in Darkness."
She walked all alone in utter and complete despair and total darkness and imprisonment. She was tried and convicted and found guilty of preaching the
redeeming gospel of Jesus Christ in a closed gospel nation.
On the memorable day of her public execution, she prayed the righteous and effectual prayer of a modern day Saint. "Into thine hands my Lord and my God! I commend my spirit into Thy loving and and Thy Victorious hands! Oh death where is Thy sting! Oh grave where is Thy Victory!"
Boldly with her head erected and her eyes burning with righteous fire! She slowly walked up to the guillotine, laid down her head, and loudly said," Behold I see the Son of the Living God, Jesus Christ standing in his throne room! "Lord Jesus, please forgive them, for they know not what they do!"
Later her executioner, and those who passed unfair judgement upon her said. "The bold and courageous lady had the face of an angel!" The general public would confirm it as well.
The windows of heaven opened up to receive the free spirit of a modern day saint. Two heavenly angels escorted her into the presence of the Son of God! And He welcomed her both into His divine presence and into His Kingdom. And gave her an excellent accommodation!
Love in Christ Jesus!
Roxanne Lea Dubarry
Roxy Lea 1954
Roxy 1954/ October Country
December 10, 2020
Luke 23:34 of the Scriptures, expressed this truth clearly:
“Then said Jesus, Father, forgive them; for they know not what they do.”
Grateful am I for that divine plea of my Saviour and Lord Jesus Christ
for erring sinners like me.
What a compassionate supplication of a supreme God!
Such exemplifies how it is to reach-out to someone
who offended, angered and hurt me in the God-entrusted ministries
I'm a part of as a volunteer care-giver and life-builder.
Here am I humbled, humiliated, helped, and hoisted
in the exercise of genuine forgiveness required by the holy Pardoner.
Yes, I’m humbled as I admit my inability
to forgive absolutely, readily and completely
…the street child who called me a “fool”
while I was teaching him with my utmost best;
…the orphaned boy who would steal and lie about it,
despite being provided with his needs;
…the abandoned teen who reported me as a tyrant tormentor,
when in fact he was given a gentle discipline
packed with cheer-filled clemency;
…the arrogant pupil who disrespectfully accused me
as a lousy instructor, embarrassing me.
Indeed, I’m humiliated as the Lord reveals to me
my hypocrisy, half-heartedness, and haughtiness
in granting forgiveness along faith's fervor.
Thus, with the Holy Spirit’s conviction and power,
I confess my iniquities while persevering to overcome and forsake them.
Now, I’m helped in my desire to forgive with graciousness
based on the God’s imparted love to me,
bearing in mind Ephesians 4:32,
“…forgiving one another, even as God
for Christ’s sake hath forgiven you.”
Praising the Lord, I’m hoisted by God’s mercy
in seeking for His forgiveness for my very own sins
while worshipfully acknowledging His admonition
asserted by His Word in I John 1:9:
“If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins,
and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.”
November 6, 2018
1st place, "Someone Forgiven You: When Is The Last Time You've Forgiven Dramatic Verse Contest"
Sponsored by James Edward Lee Sr.; judged on 12/9/2018.
Of seven things you said while on the cross
Dear Lord, the one that pierces so my heart
Is what you said to Mary, suffering loss
Your agony was tearing her apart
You looked at her in tears there at your feet
Her heart now torn by sword of prophecy
And in your mind you heard her voice so sweet
Her lullabies of love, your constancy
You looked at her a widow sore distressed
Her only hope impaled, about to die
And there stood John who held her close, oppressed
Before you said a word, they heard you sigh
Though in the balance hung man’s destiny
Your heart about to break from weight of sin
Assured she’d share with you eternity
With labored breath you gave her next of kin
“Behold, your son,” you spoke with loving care
Bequeathing John your mother, fainting there
Jade Celeste
To think that through the excruciating pain that He bore, Jesus was still worried about his mother's welfare! How can people not love someone so full of compassion for those around him? What could He have done that He left undone to show us the depth of His love?
The Bible records seven things that Jesus said while on the cross:
"I Thirst"
"Father, forgive them for they know not what they do."
"Verily I say to you today, you will be with me in paradise."
"Woman, behold thy son."
"Father, why have you forsaken me?"
"Into your hands, I commit my spirit."
"It is finished!"
Glorious words! "It is finished"...the plan of salvation is secured. The ransom has been paid by His substitutionary death. We can be forgiven!
Happy Easter to all....He died...but He rose from the dead, and to all who believe in His name, He will grant eternal life!!! "He who has the SON, has LIFE." I John 5: 12...
Where is the anger! The rage! And the courage, I expected to see?
Why is everyone so complacent?
Evangelical Christians have endorsed a cheat, a liar, a bigot, and a misogynist
because he's pro-life, God will forgive the rest; hallelujah!
Democracy used to cannibalize democracy; please pass the head of state!
A cult has formed, like the Nazi Youth, who ogled Hitler with worshiping eyes.
Those in charge have stooped so low; that they bow down to this wannabee Fuhrer
with their brown noses prominently showing above their pasted-on smiles!
If you're part of this cult, reason can't save you! You'll die for this trickster!
Chanting NO COLLUSION, NO COLLUSION! Though you know, it isn't true.
As for the rest of you, it's time you woke up!
Wipe off those cynical grins and VOTE, like your voice matters
like your vote matters, like your freedom matters, and pray that they still do!
I'm neither a democrat nor a republican,
I can't stomach the hypocrisy of either party!
As a proud Canadian, I can only empathize with your problem,
but, I'm an impartial observer, immune to the fake news, you might say.
There's no defending this President!
But his Republican stooges, Fox news, and the evangelist elite do just that!
A con-man stole their integrity and bamboozled his way into the White House.
Now, like Russia's Putin, he wants to be king!
And he'll challenge and or change the constitution to make it so!
Where is your anger! Your rage! And your courage?
I hear some Americans praise him like he's the second coming!
And insisting his Presidency was prophesied in the pages of the bible.
In what wacky world is it even possible to venerate Donald Trump
as an instrument of God? Many are oblivious to the truth,
even when his narcissism and hyperbole are so blatantly obvious!
Once more, the human psyche's tapped and loyalty siphoned off
to advance the goals of one corrupt man.
In the words of Jesus, "Father, forgive them for they know not what they do!"
May God have mercy on our souls if he wins again!
(free Verse)
Mar.24, 2018