Long Importance Poems
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LORD, HELP US FULFILL YOUR GREAT COMMISSION
Lord, help us fulfill Your great commission midst attractive worldliness
By Your Word of revelation’s completeness
That exposes us to Your glory and greatness…
Here we are with willingness’ joyfulness.
Lord, help us fulfill Your great commission midst vain extravagance
By Your work of life-building’s importance
That opens to us Your kingdom and ministry’s relevance…
Here we are upon faith’s assurance.
Lord, help us fulfill Your great commission midst humanistic profitability
By Your wealth of eternal investments’ certainty
That shows us Your heritage and rewards’ bounty…
Here we are along humility’s sincerity.
Lord, help us fulfill Your great commission midst shallow commitment
By Your way of effectiveness’ involvement
That teaches us Your empowerment and fruitfulness’ enrichment…
Here we are midst devotion’s fulfillment.
Lord, help us fulfill Your great commission midst unbiblical direction
By Your wisdom of Scriptures’ instruction
That guides us toward Your virtue and character’s transformation…
Here we are through conviction’s determination.
Lord, help us fulfill Your great commission midst defensive worry
By Your wonder of miracles’ victory
That strengthens us upon Your leadership and sovereignty’s history…
Here we are for declaration of Gospel* story.
Lord, help us fulfill Your great commission midst shameful complacency
By Your watchfulness of compassion’s excellency
That settles us within Your righteousness and correction’s mercy…
Here we are toward servanthood’s fervency.
*1Corinthians 1:17 …Preach the gospel: not with wisdom of words, lest the cross of Christ should be made of none effect.
November 30, 2019
Stop and ponder what the heart can receive,
put everything else aside, forgetting gifts and flowers:
what's more memorable when gladly you give?
I stress the importance of genuine love to compromise!
Valentine's day was set aside for lovers who may give for the wrong reasons,
not rekindling passions and renewing vowes only expecting something of value...
and by making the same mistakes, they go on a shopping spree ignoring this clue:
that material things aren't as important as hugs and kisses that please!
My advice may not sound pleasant, but it's as pratical as truth...asking myself,
" What the heart can give without those ruby rings that encourage pretense? "
I think it is time that I take a stance
on an issue of supreme importance,
I’ve stayed quiet on it for far too long,
to keep living a lie feels so wrong,
I hope this doesn’t sound hokey or trite,
I expect much flak from the left and right,
but it’s clear that when all is said and done,
friend chicken is truly made of awesome.
There! It’s said! Let controversy begin,
but I’ll repeat it, again and again!
Fried chicken is God made into a food,
don’t care if that sounds blasphemous or rude,
the crunch that proceeds mouth-watering bites
is enough to set a bad mood to rights,
A savory flavor, the spice and the grease…
with more fried chicken, we could have world peace,
it would taste so good that we’d just want more,
be too busy eating to have time for war.
Doused in Cajun spice, or southern-style,
it’s a meal you’ll remember for a while,
cut into tenders, fun for the kids,
shape to a filet, you’ll be glad you did,
load it with barbeque, sweet-and-sour,
put it on a waffle at breakfast hour,
you can shape it into tasty nuggets,
or take it old school, in a big bucket,
it’s nearly as good cold as when it’s warm,
for most common foodstuffs, that’s not the norm.
Some folks get nervous about this delight,
since chicken has its own stereotypes:
Black folks like friend chicken, I think that’s true,
since everybody does, no matter the hue.
Honestly, can you think of on single place
where people don’t clamor for this fine taste?
Even doctors who say we must watch our weight,
in secret declare,’Fried chicken is great!’
The vegans say they hate it, think meat is bad,
this must be the reason they’re always mad,
if I had to lie, deny what I cave,
I’d probably be stalking ’round in a rage.
And so I will shout it, near everywhere,
call me a paid shill, I just do not care,
beyond Cornell recipe nothing can beat
the taste of a chicken fried in high heat,
try to deny this, it cannot be done,
fried chicken is truly made of awesome.
Fear,
Bewilderment,
Tension,
Disbelief,
Denial
Emotions,
All of which
Can be evoked
Following the use
Of the word in question,
No matter the situation
Like those occasions
When you find yourself
Sitting up in bed
In the midst of the inky blackness
Of the midnight hour,
While the harsh wind
Beats its ferocious fists
On your roof and walls,
And the trees desperately claw
At the windows,
Trying to dig into your abode
To escape from the horrid weather
You glance at the mirror
Hanging far across the room
Reflecting the image
Of your open door,
And the dark corridor beyond
And somehow,
Your eyes convince you
That you had just witnessed
An ambiguous
Yet nearly human form
Float past your doorway
But
Upon investigation,
You come away empty-handed
As there is no sight
Of anybody,
Or anything
Surely,
As most people do,
You dismiss your sightings
As a mere paranoid hallucination,
A trick of the eye
Woven by the cruel devils
Of drowsiness
Even so,
No matter what you did
Or did not see,
"Ghost" is still a word,
And words, themselves,
Do not care,
Do not attach importance
To what you think
Of their definitions
Because they will still exist,
Even long, long after
You no longer do
Does it matter?
The future of our country, our world, the billions we're destined to create
Legacies built on humble ground form concrete jungles our sun cannot appreciate
Generations past saw less importance to sustain
Industry took place of sowing each vital grain
Filth fills our oceans, scatters the lands, and litters impressionable minds
More attentive equals more aware, requiring us to read between the lines
Willed to us great power and ever evolving ignorance
A choice to conform and ignore or seek out reverence
Generations ahead we cannot fathom have a future dependent on your uneducated selection
So many youth remain unaffected refusing to follow our direction
Unaware of Time as years are carefully woven thru deaths spindle
Spend wisely should apply to all which may eventually dwindle
Mother Nature will undoubtedly tire and she too, as us all, will expire
Be careful to Heed her warnings as they continually transpire
Passing the buck is no longer a valid option
Ambivalence is man made, a deadly concoction that will prove to be our most potent toxin
Extinction is not a myth, do you have dinosaurs as your neighbor?
Did you go to school with t-Rex smith?
sorry to say that your beliefs aren't relevant but who cares where you go in the end if all you left behind were empty cans and a big screen television.
It is a gift to exist, yet it's taken for granted, to really live we must embrace vision.
Preceded by people who changed everything but even the bravest of brave were only highly reactive.
This world we've been handed can only be changed by actions deemed as proactive.
We live in a bubble that we blindly assume is indestructible.
Well informed fools continue their path, blithely ignoring the undeniable.
Do you not feel mortal?
It's clear to some but many can not see the extensive damage we've done
Signs are everywhere, the challenge will be the years to come
An urgent call to action, thinkers and doers are among the highest in demand.
Open your eyes to what can be done,
Inspire your children to lend a tiny, yet capable hand.
Or choose to perpetuate civil destruction by sticking your head back in the sand
Some people find it difficult to say thank you to your married partner. One can hardly stress the importance of saying thank you to God first. After that saying thank you to your wife is important too. Looking back I have a string of thank you to my departed wife. I cannot mention them all, but I give her thanks
• for saying yes to marrying me,
• for all our kisses, hugs and love,
• for always adopting “a give and take” attitude,
• for always being caring,
• for always being understanding,
• for not expecting me to be perfect,
• for every good advice you gave me,
• for being supportive in times of worry,
• for spending most of our free time together,
• for all our vacations together,
• for keeping faith in me when I was maligned by an anonymous caller,
• for all our prayers together,
• for all our romantic attitudes and not just sex,
• for never fighting in the whole of our life together,
• for solving the small differences that crop up in life,
• for our lovely daughter, Sandra,
• for always relying on me when you were sick,
• for your smile even in times of worry,
• for always loving each other until death did us part,
• for caring for me even from your heavenly place.
Never to be forgotten.
If you want your day to end on a productive note.
It may pay, to this poem about nothing take note,
In order to take away something of note.
A well planned nothing in your day,
Will help you make something of your day,
As doing nothing for 15 minutes minimum each day,
Could help you complete all tasks for the day,
As a mind that races through the day,
Seldom has a body to match the pace on any day,
With disasters and costly mistakes on the cards by the end of the day,
With either mind or body no longer present the next day.
Whereas a mind that can go blank once a day,
Will take the body with it all day,
And both mind and body will be in tune for another day.
So next time you are asked by the boss at work or at home,
"what are you you doing"
You will be proud to say "nothing"
And the wise boss will just smile and say Nothing,
Knowing it will lead to something,
That is better than nothing.
Inspired by a storyline from a show.
Not everyone's childhood is a blessing. Some of us learn harsh lessons. It makes trust and honesty high priorities.
Masters of life
By Michelle Morris
02/07/2023
You're looking right past me
I know it's almost time for freedom
I'll be walking through that door
Leaving this house behind me
I'm no longer beautiful to you
I no longer suit your story
I'm a child without a family
I'm a tumbleweed in the world
All these object lessons
Have taught me over many moons
No child should go through this
No child should grow up so soon
But the focus and determination
Has made me stronger than my peers
I understand the importance of honesty
I know truth makes for way less tears
Because deception is a smokescreen
It hides agendas and shallow waters
But the liars and the hurters
Reveal themselves through eyes and souls
Not everyone's childhood is a blessing
Some children become masters of life when really young
But the broken dreams and missing kisses
Teach us about being leaders with kindness and courage
© Michelle Morris, 2023
Frottier Chui is someone often seen through the yes of
Lovers as someone who's able
to instill the need for coupling for
those who beleive in his approach.Sounds of "oohing"
or the "ah's of longing. She spoke his name
to make me jealous or it would inspire me
into caring: not the normal way of caring
but to completly alter my current direction to obligate myself to fitness.
Belive me
staying fit aint easy and we should applaud the appearance of those
who have been blessed with there rendition of perfection. She did after alll found away to make me feel less important to her.
She lusted over him to the point where I'd neither be roecognized until her session of desire was over or until I interupped the visual love affair as her man. I kinda did both: calling her attention to me.
My importance took precedence over the going on's of her mind and body. I saw her phyiscally adapt to his weight and height before my eye's, he smiled with his
duck faced and bedroom eyes watched my wife. Thats what beaches do: they are magnets for situations.
I'm glad the band started to play. It took the attention from "Monger Menace" the Green eyed Stud.
Written For
Rubatto Undine Bedswerver and
Croisé " Camera Ready" Danseuse-Prête
And " The Big Fluters Jiggle Show"
Concert Ready Music and Dance Hall Suite No 14
Used by permission from "Mix" Arrow and Groovey Fifeths LLC
Narcissism arrives in any way..
Has many shapes and sizes..
Forms of narcissism floating in the environment
A Narcissistic one..
Dictates in the mind..
Of importance I solely am
Only I can sustain value..
Only I can indeed prosper
The Universe revolves around myself..
Others are not worthy of anything..
When it is I..
That bears all the fruits of life..
Why shall I embrace what others have to offer..
When there is no value fulifillment in anything they do..
I am above and beyond..
There is no living being above myself..
The reflection in the mirror shows my vanity in every aspects ..
On the whole I am all about myself..
Empathy for others is literally impossible
When empathy is only for myself..
There is no space for empathy to expand..
Empathy is one sided..
I feel for myself alone..
Togetherness is obsolete..
I refuse to allow myself to join hands and feel love for another..
The hands I join are of my hands alone..
Narcissism equals sadness..
The heart and soul bleeds..
Others have been exposed..
Effected by the selfishness of narcissism..
An ungrateful, opportunist arises
Like a mist of smoke..
Lingering in the air..
Others clear the air..
Air of unwanted selfishness..
A newly mist of selflessness..
Clearly a smoke filled environment of love and compassion..
Love and compassion..
Dissolving is the key..
Dissolve selfishness..
Welcome selflessness
Welcome everlasting love..