Long Obey Poems
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"The essence of art is to recapture the fantasy and the imagination of a child again, but without the innocence of a child."
~Romare Bearden
she had been reaching for all the wrong stars
and told a dream would not take her far
she never allowed her imagination to let go of her hand
fear keeping her near on safe, familiar land
do not let your reverie off of the sidewalk
bundle up any whimsy and keep an eye on the clock
point your eyes straight ahead, keep your feet on the ground
there will be no fantasy visualization, nor glittering pink melodic sound
all of which she tried to obey, with self-discipline her fanciful tenancies allay
but her mind rebelled and took control of the wheel
steering her into a hallucination until she lost the real
one can be controlled, the other cannot
those who forced discipline, conveniently forgot
all art, great and small, comes from a mind
that's recklessly daydreaming most of the time
living in a fantasy land with magic, fairies, and such
creating the poetry, art ,and music we all love so much
the stars she had been reaching for were all wrong
for the light that she needed was inside all along
I envy the soils from which they say God made me
Their strength surpasses that of a million soldiers
Who stamp harder on it without sinking
To meet the waters beneath the earth.
I admire it's courage,
That made it obey the word to fill up all the waters
That dressed the entire universe before existance.
It never grows old or weary
Of holding us above the fires of hell beneath it,
Feeding all the life it was used to make,
Eating from all the life that surrenders to death
And tolerating our ungrateful souls that dictate,
What should be done with and on them.
It's tolerance towards us is beyond understanding
Watching us lie on top of it under the sun,
Taking from it without ever thanking it,
Yet praying to it when tough times engulf us
During the hardships of famine and calamities!
Nevertheless,
The soils live to obey their master,same God we serve
To sustain us as long as he says so;
January 10 Heart for God Bible Meditations Based on Genesis 30-31
Key Verse – Genesis 30:22 And God remembered Rachel, and God hearkened to her, and opened her womb.
HEART THAT BELIEVES GOD WHO REMEMBERS AND HEARKENS TO OUR PRAYER
We believe that God remembers us, hearkening to our heart’s plea
Indeed, blessing us by His multiplying graciousness so free
And granting us inheritance along heavenly glee
That speaks of His greatness our faith can see.
We believe that God remembers us, hearkening to our heart’s despair
Indeed, soothing us in with His compassionate care
And providing for us along His supply-welfare
That highlights His love of comforting stare.
We believe that God remembers us, hearkening to our heart’s prayer for His favour
Indeed, proving us to obey Him with delighted fervour
And inspiring us along His truth’s light in our stewardship endeavour
That radiates through His approval of divine savour.
We believe that God remembers us, hearkening to our heart’s desire
Indeed, making us fulfill our vows to do our best by His fire
And helping us labour in His work until we retire
That earns grand rewards exceeding cost of precious sapphire.
We believe that God remembers us, hearkening to our heart’s fulfillment
Indeed, bringing us to His feast of kindness-endearment
And cherishing us with His caring enrichment
That asserts His love for our eternal settlement.
We believe that God remembers us, hearkening to our heart’s satisfaction
Indee, guarding us from envy-propped destruction
And protecting us with His preserving sanctification
That declares His assured salvation.
We believe that God remembers us, hearkening to our heart’s strengthening
Indeed, setting us toward faith-increasing and patience-lengthening
And letting us learn by experience that He answers our need’s pining
That reinforces His compassion midst His pardoning.
January 10, 2026
June 11 Scripture Meditations Based on Proverbs 4
Key Verse – Proverbs 4:9 She shall give to thine head an ornament of grace: a crown of glory shall she deliver to thee.
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR CROWNING MY HEAD
Thank You for crowning my head with Your instruction
As I fear You with sincere devotion
And attend to know understanding’s function
Along Your good doctrine’s presentation.
Thank You for crowning my head with Your teaching
As I listen to You with interested truth-searching
And retain Your words for soul out-reaching
Along Your firm principles’ preaching.
Thank You for crowning my head with Your wisdom
As I strive toward Your heavenly kingdom
And keep Your commandments always, not seldom
Along Your granted spirit’s freedom.
Thank You for crowning my head with Your grace-ornament
As I honour You through my commitment
And exalt Your name magnified in Your testament
Along Your satisfying contentment’s fulfillment.
Thank You for crowning my head with Your deliverance
As I obey You against towering arrogance
And receive Your sayings of divine elegance
Along Your right path’s assurance.
Thank You for crowning my head with Your glory
As I follow You while departing from sins’ misery
And praise Your holiness magnifying Your Gospel story
Along Your established plan’s victory.
June 11, 2022
write about what sells
the producers yell
as i ponder the story and the story told well
whom do i obey, the art or the story that sells
which of these two will make ME do well
of course a classic will be fantastic
to be well known my heart says blast it
explode upon a world unknown
phrases which the world has not known
phrases of a world rarely shown
but when exposed to reality
true wisdom and hearts will see
the right words this poetry be
not jest to man or God this glory be
but to words that touch your reality
your hurt, your pain, your happiness, your glory
jest what the producer liked will be in this story
the passion that makes people go wild
that will be this stories style
a style they haven't heard in a while
a good ole classic in good ole classic style
RECRUIT
Where’s my heart, my chest is hollow
I have no passion left to cry or emote
Nor any regret, at the vows I broke
I now belong with very different folk
As my previous life swirls up as smoke
After reading what my master wrote
Now there’s a different path to follow
Is being evil just a normal state of mind
It’s what I’ve been told and now believe
I now take my place to do those deeds
Causing hurt and pain like planting seeds
And preparing souls on whom he feeds
Now move them on, no time to grieve
Toward a world of a very different kind
All my good intentions are washed away
It’s merely a mask of understanding now
Like a tour guide, make them form a line
Ironically, the queue is called serpentine
Their fears are theirs, never to be mine
Quickly to process, as time will allow
Just like I used to be, and eager to obey
See the seething masses, waiting at the gate
Now it’s millions, and they’re coming still
With a smile, assure them all will be well
Scenes you have seen, facts you never tell
An unlikely future you try so hard to sell
A job not yet ending, and never ever will
Hope the nausea I feel may someday abate
'2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 17' entry 19 Oct 2022. Sponsor=Mark Toney
I HATE SCHOOL
What did you do at school my son?
Was your day a happy one?
Did you get some good work done?
Did you have a lot of fun
At lunchtime, playing in the sun?
No, it wasn’t as it ought to be.
First I tripped and grazed my knee
And Matron had to bandage me.
While all the children laughed with glee.
I didn’t like the lunch today
But everybody must obey
The rules and eat it come what may.
And then I spelt a word wrong on the board
And again they laughed with one accord.
All-in-all, the day was a disaster.
So, right from when the day had begun,
I hated every hour, you see.
There was no sun, the sky was grey.
I’d like to give up school, Oh Lord.
What a shame that I’m Headmaster.
11th April 2020
Minuanetta Poems contest
Sponsor - Emile Pinet
IN ORDER FOR YOU
TO BE NOT LIKE ME,
YOU MUST FIRST AGREE
TO DISAGREE.
IF YOU RELINQUISH YOUR FREEDOM
TO THINK, FOR YOURSELF.
YOU BECOME A BOT-PUPPET
AND REPLENISH MY WEALTH.
TRANSHUMANISM
IS THE CREATION OF BEAST.
DESTRUCTION OF MAN
TO SAY THE LEAST.
ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE
WHEN APPLIED TO MAN,
MAKES NO SENSE
WHEN YOU UNDERSTAND.
ONCE YOUR CONVINCED
YOU'LL SEE THE GOOD.
JUST LIKE I
EXPECT YOU WOULD.
BETTER YOUR HEARING,
IMPROVE YOUR SIGHT,
INCREASE YOUR STRENGTH
AND REACH NEW HEIGHTS.
WITH NANO TECHNOLOGY
INSIDE OF YOUR HEAD,
YOU CAN'T LOOK BACK
TO WHAT I JUST SAID.
YOUR EVERY THOUGHT
WILL BE CONTROLLED.
YOU WILL OBEY
AND DO AS YOUR'E TOLD.
LOVE AND HATE
WILL BE A THING OF THE PAST.
YOU'LL GO THROUGH LIFE
COMPLETING MY TASK.
A SELECTED FEW
WILL HAVE THE RIGHT TO BREED.
ALL AI'S
WILL SERVE MY NEEDS.
08172019.
AKA FRANKENSTEIN 2020
A lazy day
No work waitng for you
No routine
No restrictions
You may not obey the time
No need to rush for breakfast
Traffic jams and crowds become nonsense
Breakfast become brunch
You may cook some maggie mee to start the day
And packaged food or canned food
For the rest of the day
Confined to a self lockdown
You stuck to the handphone or tv
And the world is at your finger tips
Day and night have no difference
The sun never rise and set untill tomorrow
Free of the mind and free of the soul
For one day only
And maybe a prayer for the world to go round
once more tomorrow
don't ask eyes what ears hear
don't ask ears what eyes see
they carry on their duties
don't ask eyes what ears see
don't ask ears what eyes hear
they bear no such duty
don't ask animal why they are so
all birds do their own even crow
Trees plants and all stars
obey their predetermined rules
human has no any fixed line
so needs different tools
ask fire what it certainly does
all over the natural world
air water light indeed lifeless
never take any bribe
rational important human beings
try to balance with life's fusion strings