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"Tit for that is a fair game",they say;
A tooth for another,an eye for another;
One grave to a grave; blood washes away blood!
Darkness inspires night; tears dried with tears!
It is a slap for a blow; no harm is left undealt with;
No, it's not like a Bible with slap the right,I give the left,
The misperception of "fair"
Push me into the pond,I drag you to hell;
Spill my secret, I take your nudes viral;
Snatch my man,your uterus,I evacuate;
Ruin my beauty,your life, I'll claim;
There is no fairness,no justice,
It is pain for pain, nothing else,but pain for pain;
That's tit for tat,what they say is fair.
Where would I be? Where would you be?
With all this going on around,
Hit me,I explode you;
You insult them, and they set your mansion ablaze;
This,reminds me of 8year old Jacob,
Jacob accidentally killed Malcom,
And that was the end of his life,
Jacob was sent to the farthest, thickest jungle,
The excuse being; animals lived in the wild!
Jacob was an animal.
Two sons,one mother; and the mother lost both just like that;
Tit for tat is a fair game; point at the fairness in the game!
Sin doesn't save us from sin,purity does;
Breaking my heart,me crashing more innocent hearts,
Hurting me and I, going after you, to tear you apart;
The origin of endless agony!
We learn from our masters, Christ is one,
Came down to earth,to us,in holiness,
To wash away our evil with his blood;
He could have come to avenge instead;- may be that would be the fair deal!
A deal,in which redemption would be unheard-of,
A game in which,we,all would be doomed to die.
I leave,but I say this to you;
Remain loyal to those you love, much as it seems as vanity!
They will betray and hurt you; forgive them; even when wounds still hurt,
Forgiveness is one way to healing and moving on better.
Spread love,by living with love,dying in love;
Vengeance sweeps the remains out of your sight,
Vengeance leads to war, unending!
All this,the world has labelled "fair",
Study God's word,seek to learn what he wants from a sinner,
To men,what tastes good; to God,is bitter;
Live, therefore,as God has led you;
Tit for tat is no fair game, but a fast path to ruins!
Be invisible. Be invisible. Be invisible. It was Jacob’s mantra.
He could taste metal in his bile; he was terrified.
Don’t make eye contact, he told himself. Do not look at the man.
The Nazi soldier came over to check to see whether he wore the star.
Jacob kept his eyes down, not wanting to show any disrespect.
He saw the black boots first. Those marching loud angry boots.
They represented Hitler, hatred, agony and anguish.
Jacob was nine, but he already knew this. His lips began shaking.
Where is your star? The soldier asked. Jacob pointed it out.
The soldier began to belittle him, called him names, spit on him.
Cursed him. Jacob was only nine, and he was horrified.
The soldier laughed. He did not tell him to look up. Thank God.
Jacob was trembling now, shaking hard. Another soldier laughed.
The soldier bent down into his face. He could feel his breath on him.
He muttered some mean words.
Jacob closed his eyes, expecting a blow.
It never came.
He felt a hand on his shoulder. He knew it was grandpa’s hand.
But your grandfather has been dead for two years,
his mother argued when he told her.
I know what I felt, he answered. Grandpa was there.
Grandpa met Jacob in the showers a year later.
Fascination rodeoed on Jacob's face
When Grandad related battle tales
from his years fighting Vietnam War
Distant fathoming is fantasy implored
Rough ideas imagine a glorious place
With regal intention, Grandad faithfully gifted
his jungle enduring life saving switch knife
Italian stiletto, retained in top condition
Jacob thanks Grandad with astonishment
The fine strong blade with honour he polishes
Keeps it safely stowed at back of drawer
Its service integrity seemingly assured
Responsibility entrusted, Jacob acknowledges
Two years pass, horrid puberty hovers
Revealing sections with strange offers
Teenager by curious cruelty besotted
Living overseas after parents divorce
His Father, Jacob's blame directs towards
Though Mother and sister sympathise
Depth of his heart's injury not realised
Concept of vengeance dangles reward
Rejected by fast forging peers, villified
He arrives at midnight to party uninvited
Logic abondons him, seething survives
Beer drinking back yard teens, Jacob's target
Blade illuminates license available in pocket
Adrenalin aids the yank of sitting enemy by the shirt
Veins driven to violence feed voice strewn with hurt
Frenzied Jacob in chaos grabs weapon, then drops it
"What the Hell, man!" shirt fronted spits, appalled
Reality oozes in Jacob's ears, vengeance withdrawn
Quick onlooker obscures blade, blind inside handle
17th June 2020
Give me the faith that bears fruit in the wilderness
Just as manna falls in the days of the Israelites
The power of faith that packs the sea
As the Israelites walk through it on dry ground
Through the influence of spirit filled decree
Give me the faith that springs fountain in the desert
Like the striking rock that gushed out water
As the ought to touch Almighty speaks
Answered by the grace of covenant
Despite the urge of anger, Moses was found faultless
Give me the faith that gives testimony to the hopeless
Nebuchadnezarr who thought he had built Babylon a royal residence in his mighty power
And for the glory of his majesty
Was driven out of human society
After years... returned he his sanity and have God praised
But faith admits nothing brings something
Obedience pays the pass over's ransom
More years grant Jacob Rachael as regards culture's norm
Victory gave the Ark of God to the Philistine
As mercy blesses Obed-edom
Though faith of the faithful may fade
Fears of the unrighteous may count
Uzzah met his death trying to steadied the Ark of God
David slept with Bathsheba; wronged but whence made Solomon a forte
Yes, His faithfulness love for Israel endures forever
Give the faith oh lord
The faith that make grace counts
The faith that never get abhorred
Even while trials hang
Lord, give me a faith as such
In the hallway of legends and ghosts
I wander aimlessly in dream
Talking with the dead of Brookhaven
The rope burns are still fresh on Helen's neck
A sickly scarlet mark upon her throat
In this corridor, I pace, a key in hand; lost
Forever the sojourn of quietus in keeping
Before a door numbered two, I stand
Silence a silver web with the muted sobs of angels
It is not a key I hold when she at last comes upon me
It is only the dark tangent of lost souls and vipers
And a blind man staggering upon a battlefield as
Cannons roar and the blue turban leers
The rains come like Jacob Marley's ghost
Riding the coach forever
January 19 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Exodus 4-6
Key Verse – Exodus 4:5 That they may believe that the LORD God of their fathers, the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob, hath appeared unto thee.
FAITH IN GOD WHOM WE MUST BELIEVE
God Whom we must believe, by faith, sets us upon holy ground
Saviour is He --- rescuing us from hell with His love, He has us found
Securing our souls in His mercy where we can abound
Surely teaching us His truth with doctrines, Scripturally sound.
God Whom we must believe, by faith, keeps us in His compassion
Saviour is He --- forgiving us of our confessed transgression
Strengthening our might with His power in His service-commission
Surely severing us from idleness along guilt’s oppression.
God Whom we must believe, by faith, drives us toward holiness
Saviour is He --- settling us in His covenant of redemption’s joyfulness
Sustaining our trust in His heritage, devoid of cruelty’s ruthlessness
Surely satisfying us against crises’ hopelessness.
God Whom we must believe, by faith, charges us to stay in His promised land
Saviour is He --- protecting us around His care as we follow His command
Supporting our commitment anchored upon His divine stand
Surely propelling us to submit our all to Him midst His peaceful demand.
God Whom we must believe, by faith, blesses us with His grace
Saviour is He --- upholding us in His assurance as we run life’s race
Sanctifying our spirituality with His righteousness from sins’ trace
Surely listening to us in our songs of praise.
God Whom we must believe, by faith, shows us His great wonders
Saviour is He --- instilling in us His judgments as great reminders
Sealing our stewardship with His miracles each of us ponders
Surely guiding us along what His wisdom considers.
God Whom we must believe, by faith, turns us from bad testimony
Saviour is He --- directing us in our Christian journey
Sufficing our needs with His supplies – much, plenty and many
Surely granting us victory despite pursuits that are thorny!
January 19, 2025
There’s God and there’s the devil
Man’s caught in the middle
Who’s good and who’s evil,
There’s Heaven and there’s hell
More beautiful is the earth
Can anyone otherwise tell,
There’s sin and there’s confession
Then there’s the rule of law
To constraint further transgression,
There’s Koran and there’s Bible
Forget William Shakespeare
Man plays the role of the disciple,
There’s Politics and there’s Religion
Trapped like a rabbit
Man is the lost homing pigeon,
There’s lyric and there’s melody
You have Opera and rap
It’s time to end this parody,
You have pouring rainfall
There are lakes and oceans
Bubbling brooks and waterfall,
There are grass, shrub and tree
Man’s eternal soul
Forever craving to be free.
~05/07/21
~Contest: Just Stating the Obvious
~Sponsor: Brother Jacob
For Brother Jacob, our fellow poet,
who lives his life
real and true to the call of God:
COME INTO MY HOUSE LORD
Come into my house Lord.
Anoint my house with peace.
Adorn it with jewels of love.
May laughter ring from its walls.
Bring children that call -
that call upon the name
of the living God.
Break the tablets of sin.
Resurrect those ears and chins.
May light flow back into young eyes.
Let them not sleep with unholy light.
May their conversation be
holy and hopeful.
May it spread
like a passionate fire until the end,
for these children are yours;
raised for such a time as this.
Lord, let parents and grandparents
rest on your word, like a comfy-soft pillow.
May they primp and fluff the word of God,
reviving it, making it fresh
for those little ears
and teenagers
and young adults.
Come into my house, Lord.
Let your footsteps be found.
Let every room be blessed
with your oil of gladness.
Overflowing…overflowing -
flood of goodness, your lovingkindness.
Break the habit of sin.
Throw it into the pit.
Raise your arms.
Wait for it!
Wait for it!
Blessings that can’t be contained.
They far outweigh the gods of yesterday.
9/7/2021
Dad had left on urgent business,
something to do with a workers' dispute,
and Mum was at the next-door neighbour's
on one of her 'brief' visits.
Mary, the birthday boy's elder sister,
had just dished out the junkets.
Martin, known for his irascible fits, arrived late.
He started flicking blancmange around.
His main target was Aloysius,
though Jacob and Andreas got hit too.
At the head of the table someone looked sad,
trying to hide his tears, while smiling courageously.
Birthday boys do want their guests to be happy.
But then Calvin turned up, and started an argument.
His'dispute" with Martin soon turned vehement,
only to degenerate into a bawling match.
Girls on the sidelines started to giggle - nervously.
Karl, Jacob's distant cousin, was the last to arrive.
He said birthday parties were silly and tugged the tablecloth.
The din was hellish, enough to wake the dead.
The birthday boy shook his head and sighed.
"If only Dad and Mum were here."
The guests looked at him and grew silent,
some for shame, some in recognition,
mindful of what the birthday party was all about.
God loves to see you shouting
especially with songs of joy
learn to fear the Lord on high
clap your hands all people cry
The Lord subdues our enemies
keeping them under our feet
we are the heritage of His choice
our God loves us being in His fleet
Singing praises to our God
every moment in every day
for we worship the eternal king
in His presence, we wish to stay
Hail the king in all the earth
sing the Psalms for His pleasure
on His holy throne, God sits alone
awaiting to tell us we're His treasure
Gathering together as God's people
the God of Abraham is our source
His strength and power overcome
proving His divine life-giving force
(Psalm 47 (ESV)
Clap your hands, all peoples!
Shout to God with loud songs of joy!
For the Lord, the Most High, is to be feared,
a great king over all the earth.
He subdued peoples under us,
and nations under our feet.
He chose our heritage for us,
the pride of Jacob whom he loves.
God has gone up with a shout,
the Lord with the sound of a trumpet.
Sing praises to God, sing praises!
Sing praises to our King, sing praises!
For God is the King of all the earth;
sing praises with a psalm!
God reigns over the nations;
God sits on his holy throne.
The princes of the peoples gather
as the people of the God of Abraham.
For the shields of the earth belong to God;
he is highly exalted!)