Long Good book Poems
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Dear God,
If I die tomorrow, let me first thank you today.
You have given me the mind I needed to purely pray.
You have given me hope, trust, love, and faith in gobs.
You have given me children, who take away my sobs.
If I die tomorrow, let me first thank you today.
You have given me a husband who is proud in every way.
He sings my praises sweetly, and yours too, our Father Soul.
He helps to make the life you have given purely whole.
If I die tomorrow, let me first thank you today.
For the grandchildren who delight me in every kind of way.
For the home that is warm, and the food that is tasty.
Do not go away yet, I will try to be a bit more hasty.
If I die tomorrow I want you to know today.
I thank you with my heart, my soul, my essence too.
I thank you for the green grasses, the flowers, and the blue.
Sky and water, which cleanse my soul, but most of all for you.
If I die tomorrow, Dear God, my keeper, my everything,
I must thank you first for the cardinals and robins that sing.
Know I can never thank you enough for things you have done.
For the oceans, the forests, the animals, the earth and the sun.
I look up in the sky, and I see your treasurers there too.
The diamond sparkles, showing me that I can keep loving you.
You have given me your good book, you have given me your heart.
Father in heaven, if I die tomorrow, the thanking will finally start.
Devil said let me tell ya one thing,
Where you live is my domain,
Prefer hell, but this is where is reign,
Go ahead and take a look,
Ive read your good book,
Lucifer means light bringer,
Not a light you want to linger,
I'll twist your head so tightly,
No sleep, daily or nightly,
Youll never get a break,
Trust me for I'm the first snake,
Come and jump on my train,
Fame and wealth for little pain,
Try, take me like a fool,
You'll be used as my tool,
I'll expose every single shame,
Just a small part of the game,
The goal is to give you separation,
For you are His greatest creation,
To think man is so easy,
Especially if I am dressed sleazy,
How come God loves you so,
I am an angel he made though,
Before the Bible, before you,
Before a rib to make two,
He created me for some reason,
But worship was not pleasing
So he banished me to this plane,
Tormenting forever I shall remain,
I shall twist all that is good,
Far after the cross has stood,
This present, in a suit and tie,
I'll be a very popular guy,
Creator of all social media,
It's my evil encyclopedia,
Infiltrating every single School,
To believe creation you are a fool,
Just leading the population herd,
Making two sexes absurd,
Planting a seed in a vaccine,
They'll never read in between,
The obvious seems so obscure,
Making dark what was pure,
Starting when they are young,
Even where worship is sung,
Nowhere will be safe,
I'll start as a small chafe,
Whispering thoughts in your ear,
Tormenting all you hold dear,
Never deserving of God's love,
All it took was a little shove,
In the end I'll be forthright,
I'm just sick of your sight.
An old English dragon is about to emerge dredged up in a lake, where it might have
Been reared.? Not the biggest of the familiy yet the most intact.' Soon to be exibited..Hey I only state facts.! We don't know if it breathed fire.? Or what colour were its eyes at just over thirty feet though
It was of just over medium size ' perhaps it
Lived on its island, with a mum and Dad.?
Maybe just a batchelor.? A sort of Jack
on the scales; as in
Lads..There is also an old castle, not too far away, maybe he had an eye for a princess who can truly say.? Perhaps it had a pet ogre.? Or was friends with an evil queen.? they
could have dined together, on infant children.? It
A tried and tested story theme.'
I suppose things will be revealed
more.? As in the Good book i have
often
seen, a description
Of wild dragons, brave warriors,
giants and
Miracles, so many, very. Diverse scenes.!!!
Take a Step Forward and Don't Look Back
Drama of lover’s fears and tears.
I place my hands up to my ears,
Roll my eyes, and walk away,
Oh, why does it have to be this way?
Why can't things ever change for us?
~
I take a deep breath
And sneak out until the air clears.
Into the comfort of my room
And close the door
Where I find tranquility
And serenity of silence.
I lay on my bed with a good book
And open the door
Entering a fantasy world of
Medieval castles with Prince and Princess
Courtly manners and courtly love,
Knights with their codes of chivalry.
Fire breathing dragons and magic fairies,
Greek & Roman gods and goddesses.
~
You will never experience
All that is wonderful
If you keep focusing
On the bad experience
That’s behind you.
~
Where is the justice?
~
Take a step forward,
Forget the evil of the past.
Lay it all on a pyre
And put it a flame
And watch it all go up in flames.
Just walk away
And don't
Look back.
8/25/2015
He had the book which God wrote
To read it, his life he did devote
Based on faith, not on proof.
Pursuing what he thought was ultimate truth.
Commands and divine rules for living,
Rules of fighting and forgiving,
What man should eat, what man should wear
When a believer should not cut his hair.
He had purpose, he found worth
Divining God's goals on earth
Much time hunched over a book
The forest for the trees, this man mistook.
he looked for hidden layers of meaning, acronyms
Below the straight text, messages within
Going beyond the author's intent
Years wasted, years spent.
I've known believers, but their feet were on the ground
They were free agents, not to a whirlpool bound.
The could drink from a well, but not drown inside
Their book was not a universe, just a guide.
Yes, its interesting what folks did 3000 years ago
But lets keep track since of history's flow
Let's take the best of science and thought
Believe but perceive, don't get caught.
Follow Me
The Pitch
Live in my circle of simplicity,
Where loyalty plays no tricks.
A world that runs in parallel,
Without prejudice, or politics.
No longer capable of crime,
Dishonesty, just doesn’t exist.
Disciples are tolerant and caring,
A new life on Earth, no twist.
We have no need of Police Force,
Magistrates, Solicitor’s or Judge.
Follow the code in my good book,
No greed, no malice, no grudge.
Everyone will live to Ninety-Nine,
Then happily fall over the edge.
This is a promise I keep for you,
For Piety, this is my pledge.
Perfect people, in a perfect world,
That’s how it was meant to be.
So, sign your consent, now today,
Then worship and follow me.
Follow me
Clinching the deal
One Thousand pounds, is all I ask,
A life-time’s dedication, is my offer.
Here is a T-Shirt, just £12.99,
Bearing legend, I submit and proffer.
Yes, you can opt out at any time,
For a small administration charge.
No refunds due, read the small print,
As profits are small, overheads large.
Devotion doesn’t come cheap,
I have associates, with fat expenses.
Thank you for joining the team,
Let’s start, by weakening defences.
Sign up to my premium deal,
Just an extra ten pounds per week.
You will receive my free podcast,
Every time I sermon and speak.
Don’t listen to cynics and doubters,
Your fees, really do help good causes.
Only we alone, have been chosen,
Read section 6b of my clauses.
Go out there my friend and recruit,
Deliver my word with precision.
The more you put in, you’ll get out,
With a healthy, bonus or commission.
For years he proudly wore the uniform of his beloved nation,
Fighting in many conflicts seeing mankind's terrible desecration.
In the heat of battle he often looked beyond the horrible strife,
When one day he could pen his dreams about the good things in life.
He tried to erase from his mind the lingering nightmare of battle,
The clash of steel, the billowing smoke and the musket's rattle.
He retired to a peaceful life and forsook the weapons of war,
To muse and write of ordinary things, letting his imagination soar!
He wrote of the magnificence of a beautiful, fragrant rose,
And the peaceful innocence of little children in repose.
The grandeur of the Creator's mountain, stream and plain,
Trees, sunshine, the moon, the stars and life-sustaining rain.
He wrote of children anxiously pondering choices at a candy store,
And of mighty waves from far-away places rushing to the shore.
He told of the virtues of attending Church and Sunday School,
To handle others with loving care, as if each were a precious jewel!
It says in the Good Book there'll always be wars and rumors of war,
But the old soldier had seen the folly of war and made it his chore,
To espouse a truism he had learned, this a very simple rule:
"If folks would follow The Golden Rule, they'd be apt to be less cruel!"
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired (© All Rights Reserved)
7.Stranger Affair.
Reading between the lines of the end credits,
I realise I never knew you.
I could have asked but I was staring at you through the screen.
A one way mirror to identify the criminal who hurt me.
However, hurt people hurt people
So it was said men and women can't be friends,
And how we ended up a stranger affair.
A fatal attraction to the uncanniness of what shouldn't be,
And the good intentions of what we think is meant to.
A short stop along the wrong path at the spot where we'd secretly meet.
I have the option to move on,
Still I give myself up to hope...
That it isn't my ego that cannot cope,
As I try to recall having it all.
Throwing my voice only to find you are no longer my puppet ,
And I cannot pull at the strings of your heart anymore.
It would kill my girl to find out how I live for the chase.
Players only love when they are playing the game,
So femicide and misandry in the battle of the sexes is passed off as good sport.
I guess I forgot how to engage people any other way.
My girl is focused on the ring and does not know I'm a people pleaser,
Without any actual friends I haven't want to over.
I am a merchant by the side of the road selling souvenirs,
Replicas of the truth to bring it all home.
Relative to my greed is a little profit for me to buy a wife.
At least until she finds her worth.
She deserves the world,
But I couldn't let Michal go free because a promise counts.
As we try to figure what's the deal with women.
Donkey Neigh flaunted his family, hence Sis, the cat, purred,
"My male ancestors are viewed very well in the Good Book."
Whereupon, Sis drives the point home, "I'll wager you’ve NOT heard,
we cats proudly hail from the Lion of Judah, you schnook!"
"My male ancestors are viewed very well in the Good Book,
we donkeys bore His mother, Mary, to Bethlehem town.”
"We cats proudly hail from the Lion of Judah, you schnook!"
Neigh crows, "Jesus rode grandpa wearing Jerusalem’s crown,
we donkeys bore His mother, Mary, to Bethlehem town.”
Cat nuzzles up to donkey. She chides, "Enough bragging, Neigh.”
Neigh crows, "Jesus rode grandpa wearing Jerusalem’s crown
while those conniving humans planned His fate along the way."
Cat nuzzles up to donkey. She chides, "Enough bragging, Neigh!"
Whereupon, Sis drives the point home, "I'll wager you’ve NOT heard,
while those conniving humans planned his fate along the way,
Donkey Neigh flaunted his family.” Hence, Sis, the cat, purred.
April 11, 2020
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I'm limited by my vocabulary,
Words like 'thee' are best for me,
I know my knowledge is also bland,
But I am closer to my native land.
I should spend time with a good book,
But I prefer spending it sitting by a brook,
For nature teaches me the things I yearn,
It's just not my forte how others learn.
Though I do try to better myself,
I keep a dictionary handy, upon a shelf,
I'm always looking up words I don't know,
Mind you I can't bring myself to put them on show.
And I still believe there is a poem or two in me,
One day I shall write one just you wait and see.
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