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Life is about choice
the future is up to you
allow anger to grow
and the world goes to war
nuclear bombs
and the world die's
there is no future
Learn to save create work
overcome poverty
reduce suffering
build a world of games
teach people to play
and the world becomes
a paradise
life is about choice
the future's up to you
Everyday we see abuse
in the name of religions
yet you insult God
do you really think
he lacks the power to fight
he doesn't need you
to fight his battles
What he wants
is humans to make
Paradise on earth
to treat each other
with respect
To live love and
enjoy Life
ATTITUDE OF ACCEPTANCE
What makes questions difficult? They
belong to me and you.
Questions of faith start with, if what
been taught in church … is true..
Attitude of acceptance is
acquiring open mind.
Assists flow of Holy Spirit,
‘Truth’s” easier see … we’ll find.
Not trusting God’s word’s a problem,
we rarely realize.
Till we won’t accept new facts read,
then God’s word … criticize.
We’ve gotta research new verses,
God’s truth’s, learn to defend.
“God can’t lie”, if we do research,
what’s true … we’ll comprehend.
Only One Truth requires that we,
all religions inspect.
Road to life’s Narrow, like finding
truth … not where we’d expect.
Ask …What’s my attitude? Will God
see me accept research?
Pagan Babylon-ish doctrines,
foundation … of each church!
The Problem of Europe.
Christianity is a rising mist I normally do not bother to
think of I dislike all religions as ill omens told fairytales
demanding to be taken seriously.
The worship of Jesus could have been a friendly affair
bewildered vicars talking about peace and thanking
the ladies for the beautiful flowers.
Until one remembers the Bush and Blair two knights
who wedges war against Islam by invading Iraq and
fight a religion all good Christians and Hebrews detest.
So if you thought religious wars were of the past
you’re wrong the western occupiers of Palestine are
but a religious war. Israel is a European enclave.
In Europe, Islam is a strong, demanding alien force
that we must not give in to, but we must
respect their discipline, devotion, and morality.
Should the good people of Europe find I slam a better
and more fulfilling religion than our Christianity, it is
because our culture is spent and insipid.
I had a dream that I was the President of the USA and this
is what I would do to make my country strong again. . .
Get every single citizen vaccinated for Covid 19 and variants
Work with advisors on ways to open up the economy
Implement a plan to help citizen find jobs, shelter and food
Work with Border Authorities to open up the borders
For sure make the "Dreamers" USA citizens
Release Mexican children held in cages and unite with family
Work to achieve Climate Change with advisors and scientist
Form a plan to reduce pollution in the rivers, lakes and oceans
Find ways to help endangered species and loss of habitat
Put a stop to import of trophy hunter kills from other countries
Work to create a friendly relations with Canada and Mexico
Respect the rights and treaties of the native Indians
Put into action an end to police brutality with zero tolerance
Work on how to end racial prejudice for all races and religions
Create a great health care plan for all citizens
Improve relations with allies and all countries of the world
Work on gun reforms making ownership more restrictive
Make prison sentences have no option for parole or pardons
Show compassion in times of national or world tragedy
Do everything in my power to make USA strong
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February 10, 2021
Poetry/List/If I Were
Copyright Protected, ID 02-1327-582-10
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France
Written for the Standard contest, If I Was President
sponsor, Matt Caliri, Judged 03/19/2021
Third Place
Another American Colony
poisoned with venom and hate
Consumed by the world’s great religions
apparently, this was its fate
The Palestine homeland was stolen
by the powerful in our world
They took it and gave it to others
named it Israel, a new flag unfurled
Then created a thing they call AIPAC
for the funneling of funds every year
Take American taxpayer dollars
with each bomb that is dropped, they all cheer
The Parties all do it together
Jews and gentiles sign-off on the funds
Together with makers of weapons
we all pay for the bullets and guns
America’s funding a genocide
our Senators and Reps have no shame
As the people pay all of the taxes
together we share all the blame
Netanyahu, a villain and killer
has a bank that’s called US of A
Anytime that he wants to kill Gazans
AIPAC’s ready with money to play
As for Schumer, he has in his pocket
Booker, Jeffries and Torres and more
It is why he keeps running for office
to keep Israel funded for war
Now the Trumps plan a new Riviera
by Republicans they will be led
With American taxpayer money
they will build it on all of the dead
In My Last Seconds
In my very last seconds
Because of life-long inclination
Training and habit
I confess, repent
And take Christ into my heart
As my lord and savior.
And yet I’m not,
Nor ever have been,
A Christian.
Is this a contradiction?
Is this an impossibility?
It all depends on
The meaning of Christ.
And what too many
(Especially Christians)
Don’t understand
Is that other religions
Have the very same concept
With just a different name.
How can this be?
Because Christ is a universal
(Universal timeless awareness
Expressed as perfect wisdom/compassion)
And as such is with
And within us all.
And so….
In my last seconds
I acknowledge my mistakes
(The habitual sin of missing the mark)
And once again
Welcome Christ in my heart.
And thus
Am released,
To go in peace,
Yet again.
(10/17/24)
A rare Arab and Asian identity which is distinct in topography;
blessed with an excellent human resource in health services;
its heart, destroyed and rebuilt seven different times;
having a name unchanged and sustained to reach historic zeniths;
surviving a number of years more than the number of Brazilian Airports
while its tongue resonates in three different dance moves.
This land historically occupied by over 19 intruders
holds the world book capital and appears in the league
of the most popular shopping destinations globally.
In the global skyscraper of night clubs, sky Bar stays at the top.
The creation of the first boat and the establishment of the first sail
makes the Phoenicians topple Christopher Columbus to reach America.
Down town Beirut raises its flag high above all others
in the building of its law school.
Rooted from its gardens is the creators of Tom and Jerry
and holds the shield of pride as the first constitution driven Arab Nation.
A plug in the large socket of the Arab peninsula
is this land with the highest percentage of Christians in its league;
having a city named after the combined scrolls of the Christ-like religion
and sidon signifying the first miracle center of the Messiah;
with the popular belief of the divine plantations of the cedars.
It is sealed by the several mentions of both land and tree in the holy scriptures.
Even though it is a fortieth of the entire religious empire
its garage gives out a large chunk of the peninsula’s publications.
Unique in its spring, when skiing and swimming are both possible;
possessing fifteen flowing waters, each coming from its own mountainous source;
with four times more compatriots outside its landmark
than within its territorial fence.
Its past time events of the wild fire of civil wars
all ignited by the sparks of inter-religious differences
reflect a large society harbouring eighteen different faith
to form a nation with hidden political and economic influences.
I accept Death's finality;
it's been an age since faith faded.
I've lost the convictions of youth,
viewing grace through cynical eyes.
It's been an age since faith faded:
my prayers dwindled to a few.
Viewing grace through cynical eyes,
I dispute what religions preach.
My prayers dwindled to a few:
it's hard to accept, yet it's true.
I dispute what religions preach,
now that my life's nearing its end.
It's hard to accept, yet it's true:
life is a transitory state.
Now that my life's nearing its end,
I no longer believe in God.
Life is a transitory state;
I've lost the convictions of youth.
I no longer believe in God,
I accept Death's finality.
5/8/17
To each their own
We reap what we sow
Actually by the land or sea
During cold and heat
Truth and wisdom is what I seek
I'm not a cheat
Or attempting deceit
I truly speak
From the heart, hoping to help or teach
On this very date
I can not relate
To what books on religions state
It's like a leech
Sheesh
Towards me do not push your religious beliefs
I do not believe there is a place in space or down beneath
If such things existed, then why have they always been out of reach?
And why must it incessantly be preached
That the only way to find out is by being deceased?
If only such nonsense would just cease
What a joke, I can still find peace
And relief
Even after having little to eat and no sleep
I just can't follow all the sheep
Go ahead and call me a freak
I look at others that claim god makes their life complete
Probably in the same way there looking at me, whether obvious or discrete
You're going off of leaps
And the theory is not concrete
It's got too many holes and leaks
I'd burn it all above mesquite
Then bury it deep
So that it never again sees the light of day, and hopefully becomes obsolete
Could there be a better time for turning over a new leaf?
By: Dalton Ogletree
Some folks remain skeptical that souls exist,
even though all religions
believe they do.
Over time, I've come to realize
that there's a spot in my heart of hearts
which God miraculously designed,
to accommodate a soul.
I can't explain it scientifically.
My mind and my heart don't always agree.
It took more than a leap of faith to convince me:
I needed to feel that I possessed a soul.
And despite my initial cynicism, I can't deny that I do.
The fact that I have a soul may not seem realistic or provable.
However, that doesn't make it any less possible!
I think of it like a shadow, invisible in the darkness of reality.
Nonetheless, it is there;
linking intangible hopes
to the realm of possible, and the fringes of probable.
I have accepted what I feel
to be innately true;
Human beings are born with a soul.