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I Sing To Eternity

To an unmet friend:


You see the mortal world
and for you man is machine,
little more than a device
for the vagaries of evolution.
Faith is illusion, hope lacks
weight-- and love? Can love
be other than mere sex,
nature's sole mandate?

And your science now tells
you: what can I ever know?
All is quantum topsy-turvy,
mother nature being part
whore, part illusionist....
Your thinking breaks all
down to little pieces,
and nothing matters
as matter is all while 
science the only god
left for us to worship.

And we are nothing,
not even dreams 
anymore, just bits
and pieces to be
examined, classified,
and then ignored--
for science is all,
and faith but a 
refuge for fools.

You are honest,
I know-- you see
yourself as just
another machine,
destined for decay.
then destruction--
your sentience but 
a cruel joke told
yet again-- and
no one laughs.

You and I,
we breathe,
we think,
we live, but
you would stop 
at death while
I begin there....

I sing to the Eternal:
quell not my songs
as they rise above
the sad despair born 
of your vacant world
and follow myriad stars
streaming their wondrous
light in the vast dead-cold 
Universe....

I sing to Eternity,
I sing to my Soul.




[poet's note: Under my pen name, Nolo Segundo, I used this as both the title and the opening poem in my first book,  'The Enormity of Existence' because I think of this poem as coming out of something I experienced in 1971 as a 24 year old when I almost drowned in the Winooski River in Vermont. I was like that 'unmet friend' before I went into that river: certain of my nihilism, believing only matter was real--no God, no soul, no meaning to life. For 1/2 a century I've had more questions than answers, but I do know that what we perceive as 'reality'--with our limited senses and limited intellects-- is not 'Reality'....]


Premium Member Kill Me Dictator

The deep plot of their craft, 

the subtle tyranny in flowery cloak

Greek gift from white house “Doctor” 

hoped  to be a Hero,

and as the Parthian becomes a Nero by a mandate,

so soon t would be a Zero.

sickly old men in power, 

compelling all as slaves,  

decrees devoid of wisdom, 

quacks science as solutions, 

the suggestions of moguls, 

 the media  and Presidents,  

corona virus their invention 

One Fauchi their spokesman,

WHO their propagandist,

preventing clean oxygen with a mask, 

Isolation like a monk,

experimental vaccines their cure,

Our choice ignored, 

We should ignore the casualties from the experiment, 

Compromise our immune system with a Jab,

despite, the  “Bell's Palsy”, 

The “Myocarditis”, 

the “blood clot”, the “guillain-barre Syndrome”

or whatever the effect in the long run,  

Just take the Jabs or Loose your Job, 

draconian rules like socialists,

intensified folly of Beijing's  bio- terrorism.

Kill me Dictator, 

I am not your guinea pig
Form: Lyric

The Air We Breathe

Inhabitants are real
Facing great threats
Weighing on mother earth's future
Its effects and consequences
Even better halt it
Consume more, always more

The detriment of nature
Destroyed as an easy option 
The soil is poisoned
Lands are sliding
Rain forests are reduced 
Drastic effects for dims
Contagion of air

Exhaust fumes from arrogant holes
The burning of fossil fuels sings along
Harmful and deadly acid rain
Radiation spills and drills
Nuclear accidents such sudden
The air flares corpses
Photochemical smog dances

Water droplets
They mandate tears
Say sad to aerosols
Beloved refrigerants
Sincere solvents
And majesty burning fossil fuel
Why?

Must Money Make Man Mad

Must money make man mad?
Money makes man mad
Meanwhile, man made money
Must millions make man mad?

Massive money many mention
Mighty materials, man’s main mandate
Making many mentally magnetic
Mean money might mar man

Con-men crave catching cash consistently
Committing crimes continuously
Consequently, they’re caught, captured, killed

While we wonder where we’re
We want wealth which withers
When we wouldn’t wake

We wouldn’t work without weighing ways
When we weigh madness with mildness
We would work with wisdom
When we work wisely, 
We would win




MUSE: AKINDELE OLUWAJIMI

Christian Patriots Yearning To Be Free Part Three

Remember, God is watching you“
So stop spreading the lies.”
“And they want to throw God’s 
wonderful breathing system out the door,”
“You’re all turning your backs on it.


 Can you prove that it’s good for people
 to breathe carbon dioxide over
 and over and over again?

 God made it so that we would breathe 
in fresh oxygen, to go to our body, 
to every cell in the body. 
It has to have that to make energy. 
When you wear a mask, 
the nose is cut off, 
the mouth is cut off.”

“And you’re breathing carbon dioxide 
over and over and over again. 
You’re not getting the fresh oxygen t
hat God intended. 

You’re sending carbon dioxide 
to every cell in the body,
 polluting it. 
Especially the brain…”
“I can’t understand 
why you would all decide something 

“I can’t understand 
why you would all decide something 
like this 
and want to hurt the people. 

You’re going to harm


 the health of all of the people. 
The virus is going to keep on going 
because people’s bodies are being polluted 
and the virus is attracted to polluted bodies. 
You’re going against God’s
 wonderful gift he gave us.”

“Every single one of you has a smirk 

behind that little mask, 

but every single one of you

 are going to get punished by God.”

“What I came to say is 
We the People 
will work day and night 
to clean every single seat 
if need be,”

“We will get together 
and do a citizen’s arrest 
on every single human being t
hat goes against the freedom 
of choice, OK? 

You cannot mandate… 
knowing that the mask is killing people..

. We the People are waking up 
and we know what a citizen’s arrest is. 
Because citizen’s arrests 
are already happening 

and every single one of you 
that’s obeying the devil’s la
are going to be arrested. 

And you are going to be arrested
 for crimes against humanity.”

“Every single one of you 
has a smirk behind that little mask, 
but every single one of you are going 
to get punished by God. 
You cannot escape God. 
You cannot escape God. 
I’m going to say that again.’
 You cannot escape God.”
© Jake Aller  Create an image from this poem.


Premium Member Courage To Win

 With physical body, formed out of dust by supreme might
I'm alive; yet I confess personal frailty, needing Creator’s assistance
Thankful am I for His hand, ready to reach-out, never from a distance
To help me offer kindness while courageously treading under His light.

Admitting fear of seemingly bleak future
My faith hope leans on the Saviour’s assurance of bliss
Being the good Shepherd Who leads toward peace-abyss
Against cravings offered by vain carnality and feral human nature.

Blest with stature as God’s creation of divine worth
My soul trusts the Almighty along His sovereignty
Believing Him as the Source of eternal life’s bounty
Thus, I rely on His grace midst my obvious dearth.

Now, with courage* to win over lust of selfish will
I trust my Maker to direct steps for loving deed
While praying for functionality over philosophical creed
Since ready am I, His vessel for spiritual mandate to fulfill. 

*Joshua 1:9 Have not I commanded thee? Be strong and of a good courage; be not afraid, neither be thou dismayed: for the LORD thy God is with thee whithersoever thou goest.

October 17, 2024

To Life Donated

affected,
                         is
                        life
                        to the mandate
                         of warrant...

                        to the smile
                        risk
                        aloof...

                         Switched on
                         at every act
                         fact...

                          to eternity
                          switched on
                          emphatic...

                           The universe
                            my vast
                            pasture...

                            My time
                            unlimited
                            to the scarce...

                             the breadth
                             live wide
                             step by step...

                              Called
                              of the infinities
                              always wait
                              dismayed... !

Premium Member My God, Thank You For Affirming To Me Your Authority

October 7 Scripture Meditations Based on Luke 20-21

Key Verse – Luke 20:8 And Jesus said unto them, Neither tell I you by what authority I do these things. 

MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR AFFIRMING TO ME YOUR AUTHORITY

Thank You for affirming to me Your authority’s sovereignty
Above earthly rule’s territory of no certainty
Beyond powerful universal and galaxy’s velocity
Within my soul for my salvation-upheld spirituality.		 

Thank You for affirming to me Your authority’s leadership
Above selfish motives of vain workmanship
Beyond tested humanism and worldliness’ friendship
Within my heart for my redemption-entrusted stewardship.

Thank You for affirming to me Your authority’s mandate
Above governmental decrees of national state
Beyond set regulations and agreements’ date
Within my faith for my trust-performance rate.	

Thank You for affirming to me Your authority’s sovereignty
Above earthly rule’s territory of no certainty
Beyond powerful universal and galaxy’s velocity
Within my soul for my salvation-upheld spirituality.	
Thank You for affirming to me Your authority’s command

Above administrative orders of presidential demand
Beyond international executives and officers’ brand
Within my conviction for my Bible-truth stand.

Thank You for affirming to me Your authority’s mission
Above personal pursuits of ephemeral ambition
Beyond standard education and well-being’s function
Within my desires for my service-sacrifice devotion.

Thank You for affirming to me Your authority’s mercy
Above condemning judgments of zealous fervency
Beyond systematic punishment and correction’s persistency
Within my worship for my submission-surrender consistency.	

Thank You for affirming to me Your authority’s aim
Above established measures of global flame
Beyond excellent objectives and goals’ fame
Within my gratefulness for my gifts-provisions claim.

October 7, 2022
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member The Legacy of Law - Part One -

Law began by living,
locomotion meeting the rails of electric rainfall,
Consequence coursing through interconnected crossbeams
making all form fruit of the first & final recipe,
one great statute spawned from the storm
billowing from Divinity's genius,
everything in the Universe existing to produce,
get busy, get bounce'n, grow wild & now,
receive with wisdom and take as thieves humbled by offering,
the original impulse from a manic God
pregnant from androgonous purpose,
a trillion movements in a single start, a fanatic for feral smarts,
stagnation anethema to the spectacular suspense of survival,

Natural Rights were for me
the moment my blood became mine, became a wet warlord
exerting presence in the wide open wrestle of Universe,
God the shadow & weight of my spark,
the window & scene of my good gumption, of my dusty dream,
self defense a mandate from the magistrate of my heritage,
freedom of expression an obligation humming from ancestors'
anniverseries applauded along the Appain Way headed
not towards Rome but forward to a higher home of honor,

a Law unto myself I am,
eating from the spines of lions,
sleeping atop pyramids built by a billion bones unbroken by battle,
afternoons auction affection for my amusement with discount
and the nights nudge nightmares asunder
with the release of red lightning
spelling the name of Creation in raw neon, breathtaking breakdown,
a script scribbled by a hand having the blueprint of dirt in it's fingernails,
I appeal to Adam, attest in favor of aggression's willpower,
to Eve I beseech, testify to the severity & sanction of self confidence,
let us smash all false law that stands as a wall to our fulfillment,
smack the eggshell of Man's authoritarian angst,
waking into a world of wakeful worries, confined by Common Law, U.C.C.,
walking through waves ment to wreck the arrogant
with a constitution inked by nerves electrified
by entertaining the urgency of a rampaging God,
thought of the great expanse thumping thoroughly through
the expeditions my expectations encounter,
black static undulating around the blue bulb of my brain,
sparks of ultimate consciousness mothering marks of miracles
in the becoming of birthright,


J.A.B.
Form: Epic

Premium Member My God, Thank You For Healing Me

August 2 Scripture Meditations Based on Jeremiah 30-33

Key Verse – Jeremiah 30:17 For I will restore health unto thee, and I will heal thee of thy wounds, saith the LORD; because they called thee an Outcast, saying, This is Zion, whom no man seeketh after.

MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR HEALING ME

Thank You for healing me with Your restoration
For my soul-health’s fortification
To withstand debilitating condition
In facing challenging opposition.

Thank You for healing me with Your cleansing
For my sin-wounds’ dressing
To flee from attacking transgressing
In overcoming devouring evil’s oppressing.

Thank You for healing me with Your holiness
For my iniquity-bruises’ cure-fullness
To conquer alluring temptation-heaviness
In abiding within transforming righteousness.

Thank You for healing me with Your encouragement
For my faith-wellness’ empowerment
To win against frustrating engagement 
In accepting correcting chastisement.

Thank You for healing me with Your comfort
For my sorrow-travail’s gladness-resort
To fight vexing mourning retort
In moving on against lamenting report.

Thank You for healing me with Your care
For my heart-mirth’s welfare
To enjoy satisfying compassion-share
In fulfilling marching mandate-dare.

Thank You for healing me with Your peace-sufficiency
For my spirit-revival’s fervency
To serve with upholding stewardship-efficiency
In continuing with Your abounding mercy.

August 2, 2022
Form: Rhyme

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