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In a world of cutthroat
Competition
Tension is a malady
Too common
To ignore;
Often
Inherited from
Parents
Who themselves may have
Received the DNA
From their own;
I am a past master
In building tension
Even if there is none,
A fertile and overactive
Imagination, ironically,
Coupled with unimaginative
Handling of stress
Can build up tension
In a rush;
Ignoring personal health while
Worrying too much
About the world,
In general
And the future,
In particular
Is an assured path to
A nervous breakdown;
It is not as if I don’t care
I do, but I have an
Uncanny affinity
Between external stress
And natural home-grown,
organic tension;
I am beginning to love the tension
In me
And striving to build it in others
Because I believe in
Sharing
And passing it on to
Others who are
Not so lucky;
Building tension
Is an art
Come to me
I’ll only be too happy
To pass on the
Nuances.
January 13 Heart for God Bible Meditations Based on Genesis 38-40
Key Verse – Genesis 39:3 And his master saw that the LORD was with him, and that the LORD made all that he did to prosper in his hand.
HEART THAT TRUSTS GOD WHO MAKES US PROSPER
We trust God Who prospers us and Whom we must worship with His grace
Midst our steadfast heart that bows to Him in praise
Sincerely cleaving to Him along His leadership-brace
In our pursuit to please Him by faith along life’s race.
We trust God Who prospers us and Whom we must esteem
Midst our steadfast heart that radiates His light’s holy gleam
Sincerely beseeching Him along His approval’s beam
In our desire to glorify Him through the way He does deem.
We trust God Who prospers us and Whom we must follow
Midst our steadfast heart that submits to Him with willingness-glow
Sincerely obeying Him along His commands as our pride we swallow
In our goal to prioritize Him against sorrows or failures’ blow.
We trust God Who prospers us and Whom we must honour
Midst our steadfast heart that sacrifices for Him since He is our life’s donor
Sincerely acknowledging Him along His power of sovereign tenor
In our aim to choose Him foremost among conditions despite or and nor.
We trust God Who prospers us and Whom we must respect
Midst our steadfast heart that surrenders to His rulership in every aspect
Sincerely lifting Him along His name whenever we worshipfully introspect
In our resolution to magnify Him in our stewardship of biblical circumspect.
We trust God Who prospers us and Whom we must serve
Midst our steadfast heart that offers our all to Him without any reserve
Sincerely giving our best to Him along His mercy, might and miracles that preserve
In our willingness to labour for Him with our utmost He does deserve.
We trust God Who prospers us and Whom we must prioritize with devotion’s fortitude
Midst our steadfast heart that seeks His righteousness along Christlike attitude
Sincerely praying to Him midst humility’s beatitude
In our commitment to glorify Him of praise-filled gratitude.
January 13, 2026
The cost of freedom
Life is a free zone
If the earth is the only one planet
for every human
So We oath to live freely
If not what is the worth of life
When all we have to do
is keep fighting for freedom
In a world of chains and poverty
design by humans
The cost of freedom
Freedom is free
Says who
In this times i wonder if truly
anything is free
If freedom Is all about
a fight Before and now
So i wonder again
why we have to keep fighting
just to be free
Rather be free from who
or from what
For this life is controled
by a long never change formular
The master and the slaves
So again and again
i wonder so deeply
What makes a man the master
and the the other man a slave
if all are equal
in the principle of nature
where humanity is never found
with out love
The cost of freedom
I recon as my soul
speaks to me saying
Freedom is so expensive
When you oath to pay
with your blood
Freedom is so difficult
when you must live through
a law that is never in your favour
Freedom is so hard
when you cant live
to think on your own
Freedom is an illusion
When your life is been
determine by some one else
Freedom is a doom
when is only proclaim
but has no reality
The cost of freedom
Too many fight
for freedom every where i see
Too many innocent
has gone six feet on this quest
Too many wars has been fought
before and now
just to achieve this freedom
Yet freedom is still too far
from too many people in the world
And finally we are still on chains
of no change
The cost of freedom
Every one needs to be free
Yet freedom has no space
in our lifes today
Every one needs freedom
Yet the world is full of authorities
that devalues humanity
Every one needs to be free
yet freedom is invisible
in the third world
either does it exist globally
Everyone needs freedom
yet it take a life time to afford
The cost of freedom
Robotic
Silver tears fall from robot eyes;
The hole for a heart has broken wires.
The love we used to feel? I have removed those files.
Robotic people lead robotic lives.
Delete memories to give us more memory space;
The undistinguished face is factory made.
Modelled in clay; repeat again.
Another body, with another face; we are all the same.
Robotic people live robotic lives.
Work for the master for nickels and dimes.
Programmed to function, incapable of lying;
Programmed to self-destruct at the end of our time.
Watching people go by, living ordinary lives;
They are not the robot I see in the reflection
And they seem to be doing just fine.
Dreams of former lives never remembered in this mind;
I am robotic, but I pay it no mind.
Heartless and constant, I am becoming less than I should;
Infected files corrupt us from the inside,
When we were only trying to feel good.
Love is just data, magic does not exist; it is just a pretense.
The formula to the equation of my very own existence.
The failure of a maker who brought me into this world;
I am strong on the outside, but inside I am fetal.
Empty of emotion, now I have lived this life;
I see ordinary people living exotic lives,
But I am a robotic being and I cannot experience a true smile.
Nothing behind the eyes to show a real emotion;
I am just a robotic person; I am just in need of a function.
I am lost without romance in this web of confusion;
Robotic people lead robotic lives and I am living in slow motion.
(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Woot Woot Personal Memories
Monorhyme Form
Jeremy, a teen, is baby sitting
his siblings. They swallow him up playing.
Berry sits on big brothers lap giggling
in the big comfy chair sinking feeling,
while tightly squeezing, Ella’s enjoying.
Admiration of big brother’s loving.
Frankie and Joey, watching, role-playing,
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles winning.
Michelangelo’s, stealth bomber punching,
Donatello’s, Chi Gong skill in slamming,
Leonardo’s master swordsman slashing.
Ninjutsu skills, arms swinging, feet kicking
Following every skilled move they’re making.
Heartbeat of siblings bonding, like breathing.
Big brother is always encouraging,
Never giving up on our life squabbling,
protective, understanding, still willing
to play, do fun things, smiling, ensuring.
5/25/2016
5/25/2016
Poetry Contest ; Personal Memories Monorhyme II -
Sponsored by: Laura Loo
To live with integrity is to practice honesty…
Indeed godly wisdom* we must uphold with sincerity
While thanking the heavenly Father Who in His wise sovereignty
Surely brought us salvation-enlightenment along scriptural Christianity.
To labor well involves great sacrifices…
Indeed godly work-ethics we must manifests in our services
While thanking the Lord Who in His righteous forces
Surely pours to us provisions by His grace that blesses.
To stay faithful is a virtue to nurture…
Indeed godly motto we must exemplify midst temptations that torture
While thanking Christ Who in His holiness-posture
Surely empowers us with transforming faith-adventure.
To trust God one hundred percent is never to doubt His Word…
Indeed godly declaration we must show in our trust-anchored record
While thanking the Saviour Who in His being the omnipotent Lord
Surely protects us with His Spirit’s sword.
To draw nigh to God is impossible without coming to Him in prayer-fellowship…
Indeed godly principle we must express in our worship
While thanking the Master Who in His infallible leadership
Surely builds us up in His caring friendship.
To serve God is a vow of dedication…
Indeed godly advice we must assert through His instruction
While thanking the Creator Who in His revered perfection
Surely sanctifies us from every transgression.
To abide in God’s will is a serious commitment…
Indeed godly counsel we must remind with earnest sentiment
While thanking the Holy Spirit Who in His inerrant discernment
Surely rewards us for our worthy involvement, investment as well as achievement.
*1Chronicles 22:12 Only the LORD give thee wisdom and understanding, and give thee charge concerning Israel, that thou mayest keep the law of the LORD thy God.
June 20, 2019
The next challenge is set..
hhmmmphh game on
Enter contests he says.
But they're boring by the third attempt at rhyme
And my mind cannot keep time.
Nor does it read all the bits you must master
and err is prevalent if you review my disaster
Summer is not my flavour
as autumn I am predisposed...
but to choose one of plenty
I cannot be told.
No! He says, that is not the task.
Choosing one is too easy
For the mind that you grasp
Enter all .. ALL!
Holy crap are you mad!
Its the challenge I've set
Now begone.
What a ratbag!
Irked, quite assuredly
I lay there and pondered
Is he truly serious I wondered?
As i fought with myself on anothers ideas
I perused all the lists rather than smack his ears.
And binary became the attraction so clear
that i dragged my sorry butt out of bed
and now i am here.
April 12 Scripture Meditations Based on Nehemiah 1-3
Key Verse – Nehemiah 1:6 Let thine ear now be attentive, and thine eyes open, that thou mayest hear the prayer of thy servant, which I pray before thee now, day and night, for the children of Israel thy servants, and confess the sins of the children of Israel, which we have sinned against thee: both I and my father's house have sinned.
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR BEING ATTENTIVE TO MY PRAYER
Thank You for being attentive to my prayer of beseeching
Which I ask with full soul-searching
Indeed believing Your gracious reaching
For You are my Lord Who loves me beyond grace-entrenching.
Thank You for being attentive to my prayer of confession
Which I utter with sincere devotion
Indeed desiring Your forgiving compassion
For You are my Father Who pardons me beyond transgression-multiplication.
Thank You for being attentive to my prayer of repentance
Which I say with humble stance
Indeed begging for Your sanctifying assistance
For You are my Judge Who regards me beyond arrogance-resistance.
Thank You for being attentive to my prayer of mercy
Which I declare with passionate fervency
Indeed imploring Your great clemency
For You are my Guardian Who leads me beyond progress-liability.
Thank You for being attentive to my prayer of revival
Which I yearn with spiritual upheaval
Indeed relying on Your faithful provision-arrival
For You are my Master Who blesses me beyond existence-survival.
April 12, 2022
A Man Can Stand on His Own,
A man can stand on his own,
trusting in God alone.
No woman is his master,
as he knows unrestrained emotions spells disaster.
He threw off the lies women taught.
He took up a walking stick for a life of truth he sought.
And with hands for work he wrought,
God provided and a "wife of noble character" he brought.
She wasn't a whore, nor a woman of angry temper.
She didn't possess a running mouth of rumor.
Nor was she rebellious, irresponsible, or mean.
Neither reckless, unrestrained or obscene.
But she was his soul mate, made just for him,
as she was a woman of God, who radiated from within.
Her hands were never idle, and she provided for him,
and to her children and friends she could also provide for them.
She was humble, and kind.
She was patient in time.
So beautiful was she,
He gave all he possessed to her, gladly.
And they lived a Godly, joyful life together.
until God called them both where they can live, in heaven, forever.
A small childish event
slips through an unguarded moment once more,
then a teenage grudge nudges my ego
demanding some resolution.
Big Foot is tearing up the woods.
The interstellar aliens want us all to relax,
to be a be-ing – just a being
not a human doing. No,
we are human beings -
there’s nothing to do.
No fights are worth doing-over, just let it happen,
don't define 'it'.
besides ‘doing’ gives the Universe a headache
you brought upon yourself
back in the early childhood event days.
Let the crap go;
like water it will flow along
the line of least resistance,
then it all ends at the bottom
of a peak you never needed
to climb anyway.
Make a billion dollars,
build that bridge, damn or barn,
let imagination put its hard hat on
and go to work.
Then cut the yellow ribbon and grin.
If it's fun it's done.
When the Master said
we could move mountains
he meant let the mountain move to you -
allow it. He did not mean
start shoveling – that would be dumb.
Bigfoot has left for the Florida Keys
he needs a little rest
from being a doer, forever in training
for his next bloodcurdling howl.