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I love you my child
You were born to be wild
You popped your balloon
Then quickly smiled.
Your very first word was ball
You pointed to every circle you saw
Ball, ball, ball, ball
on the wall, down the hall
The only thing you said at all
Then it was tractor trailers and trucks
Bullets, guns and four point bucks
You were climbing the walls as I went nuts
A quick little kid, leaving trails of dust
You were quick to walk and quick to talk
You quickly mastered what was taught
You were quick to do things on your own
It should be no surprise, how quick you've grown
But I miss the days when you were small
Saying uh oh when you would fall
Tripping on my heels, down the hall
Every moment shared, I miss it all
The Bible consists of parts of two
testaments, old and new
In the old the first five
are law books of the Mosaic tribe
Genesis, Exodus, Leviticus, Numbers and Deuteronomy
and then we have the next twelve books of History
Joshua, Judges and Ruth
Samuel, Kings and Chronicles two books each no lesser
Ezra, Nehemiah and then Esther
Five books of Poetry also belong
Job, Psalms, Proverbs, Ecclesiastes, Song of Solomon
Five major Prophets are written in Detail
Isaiah, Jeremiah, Lamentations, Ezekiel and Daniel
Twelve minor Prophets of lesser fame
and here are all twelve of those names
Hosea, Joel, Amos and Obediah
Jonah, Michah, Nahum, Habakkuk and Zephaniah
Haggai, Zechariah and Malachi
Now without further ado
we'll go into the testament new
the Four books of the Gospel names are not very long
they're simply known as Matthew, Mark, Luke and John
One book of Historical facts
the title of that book is known as Acts
Thirteen books of the Epistles of Paul
let me catch my breath a second, now we're in the long haul
Romans, Corinthians 1&2, Galatians
Ephesians, Philippians, Colossians
Thessalonians and Timothy 1&2, Titus and Philomen
Now we have the next Eight
General Epistles and they're really great
Hebrews, James, Peter 1&2
John has 3 and then there's Jude
The last book of Testamentation
is the Prophecy of Revelations
The Books of the Bible total sixty-six
so study the Word and get your spiritual fix
Repent America, for your 7 great abominations. Like Ancient Nineveh, you have also shed innocent blood,
you adulterous and ungrateful drunkards. You have forsaken God for another. Your Apathy is telling and your heart has grown cold.
The Eclipse of 2017 crossed 7 Salems, which stands for Jerusalem. This Elcipse on April 8, 2024 will cross 7 Ninevehs. Like Nineveh, was, America is now. Nineveh repented before judgment came. Will you repent, America?
Shall God indeed bring you low,
so that you can be saved?
I am wondering if like in 1811 where there was a lunar eclipse two weeks before a Solar Eclipse then massive earthquakes, 1 being 8.8, and the Mississippi River changed its direction for three hours. Will we go that route again or will the total enslavement and murderous unrest and lawlessness, take its place?
Where the two Eclipses of 2017 and 2024 will intersect is a place called Little Egypt. A land that endured plagues for the sin of slavery. They seek to enslave Jerusalem again and will you turn your back on her? God has told you not to part his Land.
Will He part this Land, America as a recourse for adultery with the UN whore who is against Jerusalem?
Will America have its Nineveh moment?
We will know in not a long proximity to April 8, what is in store.
What do you say?
What do you believe?
Whom do you serve?
Repent.
A slumbering mind drifting in time, far out on the Ithacan shores,
Striving to sleep while trying to seek another pristine, poetic door.
With words of wonder, praying for plunder deep down in the cell’s domains,
Like Jonah in a whale, a humpback’s tail or looking out from a drop of rain.
Where insanity ensues the better of you and the pounding goes on and on
Like the drumbeat of a thousand drums beating out a brand-new song.
Tossing and turning, yawning and yearning for the perfect rhythm and rhyme,
Feeling defeated but not near retreated, seeking the soul of Devine.
While the muses fly in like sweet seraphim and you swear you can see the wings rise
Around in your head where you know you are led on a transcendental ride.
As the heart beats measured grasping for treasure you know is buried down deep
In the sands of time inside your mind still waiting for the soul to sleep.
And on it continues like a river you’ve been through: Deja vu again,
Nothing to do now but pray somehow, for this dreamscape never to end.
© Terrell Martin, 01/09/2025
God created universe for the love of Muhammad
Created sun and moon for the desire of Muhammad
Said be and was universe, written all from start to end
Recited Quran as a whole, for the glory of Muhammad
All saints had come, to mosque their faces daubed
Said word of testament, for the noor of Muhammad
Companions had conquered, next ones emulate
Eight heavens laid out, for the love of Muhammad
At skies birds flied, montanes and stones watered
Trees gave fruit, for the love of Muhammad
Infidels had come, from him they took faith
Prayed five times a day, for the love of Muhammad
Jonah praised cause him Quran praised
Remember and say Salawat, for the love of Muhammad
Written by Dervish Jonah (Yunus Emre)
Translation Onur Ünlü
Page 2
The Shoot Out At The KOA Corral
The continuing saga of Zack Waverly
The mare was to far gone
and I had to put her down
There was nothing I could do
To help her make her back to town
When things have come to this
Life seems barely worth a trifle
As the only mercies' left
comes from what's inside a rifle
I saddled up and rode due west
Not to my destination
But, took a little detour
To make an allegation
On a hill top, I approached
As the Sun hung at mid-day
and I saw a man, with whip in hand
strike a Dapple Gray
My poor horse, was exhausted
But I guess he some how knew
He reared up on his two hind legs
Then down the hill flew
I've learn to hold on tight
When Ole Buck gets inspired
I swear, His eyes turn black as coal
While his nostrils fill with fire
He raced to make a beeline
To where the horse was being beat
Then stopped outside the wooden fence
In the mid-day summer heat
"Jonah, stop it now"
Is what I shouted from my horse
"Don't make me come and make you
'Cause you know I can of course"
Jonah wasn't tall but a strong and abled man
and so I pulled my Walker Colt
and watched the whip drop, from his hand
HeeeeYahaaa, Partners Keep your Posse out lookin' for page 3
If only my Rich God grants
Let me arrive crying and crying
If only Muhammad at the Madina
Let me sight crying and crying
If only his hands stick to mine
If only he teach Labbeyk to my mind
If only cloth of Ihram to my loin
Let me wrap crying and crying
Pilgrims revolve again and again
My lungs transformed to pure flame
If only from that water of Zamzam
Let me quaff crying and crying
Jonah the Lover tells with his soul
I became servant with faith as a whole
At my tongue with Quran praising the Lord
Let me arrive crying and crying
Written by Yunus Emre (Dervish Jonah)
Translated by Onur Ünlü
Wicked generation asks for a sign you said to them.
Could they, in their thought, word, or reach your divinity's realm?
As though puppies bark at the elephant that's on a stroll
Could any of their denouncements play on you any role?
Sown within the womb of the earth will be the sign you said.
Like a lamb that's rudely slaughtered, your blood you've got to shed.
As Jonah was free from the whale and came out of the sea
From chains that try to bind you, forever you would be free.
The wisdom Jonah preached was finite. God's wisdom is great.
Everything out of nothing, didn't he wish to create?
Jonah, or the queen of Sheba, had their tentative role.
Isn't it God who brings everything to the immortal whole?
You stood sturdier than the temple and the sacrifice.
To your affliction, passion, and death, what price could suffice?
...
Writing with blue marine and blue sky,
Carrier pigeons based on traditional Christianity,
On lungs, oriental and occidental,
Like Rome and Byzantium,
Notes G and A,
The green olive branch
For the world of Protestants,
Some tentative steps of Reformation against giants and dwarfs,
Coptic and Ethiopian icons in orange,
Red wool in Tibet and Nepal,
Purple violet in the synagogue, here it is the color of preference,
Note B musical,
Light yellow linen for Puritans in spiritual Samaria,
Note E,
The body's temple with the natural rainbow of Noah, David's dance's guiding,
Honey for the eyes,
The rain of Grace,
Blood of the vineyard,
If you bring water,
Like the Samaritan woman near Jacob’s well in dialogue,
May recognize false gurus, fake husbands,
Before the autumn, fall,
Not that grasshopper, dragonfly,
Who arrives in winter and on the Sabbath,
Old, cold, and formal,
Lame and hunchback,
Say the ant,
The good ant bringing spring’s water to the wedding at the Canes,
Good Samaritan with this wine and gold of virgin olive oil in the informal sacrament,
The virginity of the common heart in the paradise of health and life,
Like Tobias and Sarah, Joachim and Anne, blessed parents,
Man of the Third Secret of Fatima,
Father in the forest with cranberries,
Injured brother,
I ask for vengeance,
For this artificial catastrophe in my country, among the people of the Lamb,
Colors of virtues, lines of the way of life by humble providence,
On paper scroll, I draw,
An angel who always sees the Face of the Father and reflects Him with inspiration,
Sign of Jonah in Snow White's hand,
Christmas star, little prince,
The lighthouse against the growing tsunami...
Instilled with Bible stories
Wrought by God-driven gestures
Of faith-anchored victories
Our kids doubt mermaids’ ventures.
Aware of true creation
They know mermaids are men’s tales
Amusing recreation
Showing beings of fish tails.
Having learned Scripture verses
They saw Jonah’s great sea-trip*
Was caused by God Who blesses
Not by mermaids’ wondrous grip.
Thus, in the Lord’s glorious light
They can, while growing, so glow
As merry maids, doing right
And young men of good works’ flow.
*Jonah 1:17 Now the LORD had prepared a great fish to swallow up Jonah. And Jonah was in the belly of the fish three days and three nights.
(Quatrain in Jueju syllable counts)
September 30, 2019
Honorable Mention, "STRAND PICK 2,ANY THEME..." Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 4/6/2020.