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Christ was given a cross to bear,
born to save the souls of sinners.
And willing to die for their sins,
He forgave those that took His life.
If you believe in the scriptures,
Christ was given a cross to bear.
Jesus knew His destiny was
to suffer for Man's sins and die.
Peaching as a Jewish Rabbi,
Jesus taught people how to pray.
Christ was given a cross to bear,
and yet, He was the Son of God.
Reassess your Christian values,
cling to those tethered to your faith.
And if you are shunned, remember,
Christ was given a cross to bear.
(Quatern)
11/17/2021
This or That, Vol 8 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh
Title chosen - "A Cross To Bear"
Once upon my life story...
Once upon a time I was an infant of only 5.5 pounds
Used to cry and make crazy sounds
Once upon a time I was a toddler obnoxious and hyper
I would play all day in my dirty diaper
Once upon a time I was an angry, spiteful kid
Almost everyday I got wrote up and sent to the office for the things I did
Once upon a time I was a ugly duckling
Picked on by girls because of how I looked, everyday I was sulking
Once upon a time I was a weakling
Unsociable I was and mean
Once upon a time I was neglected
The outcast with no place, I was rejected
Once upon a time I reached the age of thirteen
I decided to awaken a potential unseen
Once upon a time I was shunned because of my flaws
Now I am the exact opposite of who I was
Upon this time I am no longer a ugly duckling
Those same girls tried to flirt with me, (funny) in the inside I'm chuckling
Upon this time I am no longer weak
After years of training in martial arts I mastered my physique,
I challenged the football team to a one handed push up contest,
I laughed as I continued my winning streak
Upon this time I am no longer neglected
I am calm, patient, and collected
Upon this time I am eighteen
Graduated last week and now I set off to seek my dreams
And that's the end of my 'once upon a time' story
The texts were horrible, vile, and mean.
They were from the kind of person none of us had ever seen.
They were graphic, and horrible, a picture came that was crude.
We all could guess who sent photos of themselves in the nude.
We had suspicions, and we had them for quite a while
About these texts, so horribly awful and vile.
We began to congregate, and we whispered about him and his sad little life.
Determined to make sorry and horrible his weirdness, we were mean to his wife.
We shunned them unmercifully and put our noses way up high.
We wished them an awful future, one hoped they would die.
We were horrible, and angry, and we became bullies.
Our minds threw them in dungeons, stocks, locks, jail cells and gullies.
We were angry and awful for a year and a day.
Confident it was him, not caring what he had to say.
We were the avid, upright accusers, and we did not play.
Many of us were shamed to our core, when we found out today
That it was not him at all, but one of the accusers, a man quiet and meek,
A silent monster, who had riled us, whose forgiveness we did not have to seek.
I didn’t plant that garden tree
But thinking, I just let it be
I knew I should have cut it out
But felt within to let it sprout
And so, as seasons came and went
I pruned this tree, its bole I bent
Around the gable of my shed
But left the limbs above my head
The years passed by and I grew old
I hated heat and shunned the cold
My garden work became a chore
As summer days my patience wore
But resting underneath that tree
Allowed me time to watch and see
The beauty of my garden wrought
And all the neighbored friends it brought
A bunny comes to taste my beets
While shaded so, I rest my feet
A bumble-bee’s contralto thrum;
A promise of much more to come
Badgers, robins, the house finch red
All come with hopes of being fed
And I, too tired to wield my hoe,
Am glad I let that elm tree grow.
Alone and frightened on the street
Shunned by everyone he meets
Hungry stomach-- Dirty clothes
A life of sorrow---painful woes
No one stops to chat and see
All about his misery
Never knowing this young hero
Was risking his life at ground zero
Saving babies, kids and strangers
Never thinking of the dangers
Doing his job as a soldier
Victims flung over his shoulder
Through the panic and the terror
Not on moment did he ever
Lose sight of what's he's there to do
Training for this all day through
But now he's left to wonder here
Coming home---nobody there
To hug him tight and give him kisses
This soldiers hurting and he misses
The loving touch of his young wife
Leaving him because his life
Turned around the day he lost
His legs-- he didn't count the cost
No welcome home this hero found
When he became wheel chair bound
He put his life on the line
Someone please just take the time
To be a friend and say hello
He'll tell a story that will flow
Touching your heart--you realize
This young man before your eyes
Is not the "bum" he seems to be
But a hero to you and me
That deserves love and respect
Not the pain from the neglect
Every passer by has shown
Since the day that he came home
This grand old house with large oak doors
Seen history play out over years and years
Standing here, looking up at the portrait of you
Seeing the face of someone I once knew
This grand old house with its thick stone walls
Seen many dancing feet in it's great, wide hall
Where I took your hand many moons ago
With propriety shunned, your blushed cheeks aglow
How we found our love with no spoken words
Electricity of touch, your smile condemned my heart
This grand old house in its land of fields
Where we dared to venture into the night to see our defences yield
As we kissed under the stars with the moon full and bright
You had to return to your house, I was led into the night!
Cast away to a foreign land, they guaranteed my leave by removing both of my hands
A beggar on the street, a disease to the anointed few!
I died a lonely death in the dark thinking only of you
Now returned I am remembering from over a century ago
I see your smile without the joy of love, your eyes captured with a gaze of sorrow
I wait for you in the place of ours after this building is asleep
I stand next to our favourite tree in our moonlit field
This grand old house with its large oak doors
I see one open and a glow of light through the dark between us
I see you find your way to stand in front of me
Our souls are now at peace, we are together again and forever will be.
"In times past, said Santa, I'll admit, I have failed to live up to my name.
Like you, I shunned poor Rudolph, seeing his nose was not the same.
We bullied, making him sad, refusing to admit him to the game.
That lesson was learned when he saved us,(much to our shame.)
Another chance is presented. You see, Rudolph has come up lame.
So, let us rise to this challenge!", we heard Santa Claus exclaim.
"For too long, we've been unequal, for greater character we must aim.
It's time to give the honored position, in the front, to a dame!"
Donner scoffed, “we’ll get lost now and Rudolph is the one to blame!.
When Clarice flew by them, all the reindeer cheered her name,
And decided unanimously they would be proud if she came...
For she was fast as lightning, and they weaved her traces through the hame.
As the moon drifts away on the sea
I'm shivering in the freeze
Of a lonely breeze
Stars cascade on my mind
I'm just looking for what's mine
Pretending to feel fine
A meteor shower isn't what I need
As I'm falling to my knees
Mouthing to the heavens, "please"
Melodic memories mesmerize
As if the universe is telling me lies
Crowning me the lord of flies
The universe opens up like a book made of stars
And I'm wondering why it was so hard
To not break away unscarred
See the stars in the sky are long dead
But beautiful even if they died
Just damned souls that can't hide
Flowers blossom with moon pearls
Before my fingers unfurled
And beheld by a hungry world
Rainbows shoot over and over on the horizon
And that's just where my eyes are
When the coming sunrise chases lies far
I'm just a man seeing the beauty untold
Unfold in the cold of night I know
This is a splendor only the stars can show
But as the moon drifts away on the sea
I'm shivering in the freeze
Of a lonely breeze
But not for long as I feel the sun
Light dancing on my skin I'm no longer shunned
And the ethereal truth leaves me stunned
I was always a child of radiant light
And I no longer have to look to the sky
To figure out why
For as long as I dream I can defeat hate
And chase away my stubborn hard ways
That lead to bad decisions and dark days
But deep down I still knew
I'll always swoon for the moon
That drifts away on the sea too soon
Beneath the endless waves lays a body
Piscine and bow-legged; felt from miles away
Next to it, I sit
Lungs half-full, dappled sunlight caressing me
An abyssal peace shared with none
A third dimension for a third generation
Thinking beyond forward and back, left and right
To breach that holiest of axes; Z
Shunned by most and ignored by the one I sought to share it with
I retreat to this watery womb where I once hid
When the fear that I blighted their's
Was all-consuming and fruitful
These beasts do stand on land
Battered by the ridges we mastered
Unable to see beyond X and Y
A trio of terror; locked to two dimensions
In the endless summer sun, it's easy to imagine
Countless grains of sand, like stars in space
A massive axe, a laptop, a condom
A perfect weapon of your choosing
I am your lord of summer
A queen of the season I loathe the most
A king of the titles they so adored
Your eternal champion of sweat and rust
Light and dark revolving around a spore
Both ensconced as eternal and unbeatable
Yet hesitant to ever return, lest it spoils the memory
And reduces a house of cards to ash
A world rises beneath my feet
Forever tattooing truth upon the soil
The beauty of the bite-sized
Lost upon the target I aimed for
Thus do futures slip away from them
Forever wondering what they'd think of them
Does it set your teeth to grinding the way mine do
Watching our archetypes perform their symphony?
Even in a golden age, I dreamt of another
Ever wishing I lived a dream younger
Only to look back fondly the older I get
Laughter, not bitter, but admonishing
So I drop back into that cerulean sunset
And admire the beasts swimming leagues and aeons beneath
Dragging my waterlogged frame back to shore
For a piscine meal before the sun sets
Life's a beach, and a lonely one at that
But this lonely beach is forever cast in gold
Eternally warm, but never burning
An abyssal peace away from time.
I opened up to this friend my soul
Establishing trust was my ultimate goal
she treated me worse than a sliver of coal
to me serious comeuppance she did dole
do I trust her again with my open heart?
Betrayal has split us up, torn us apart.
To say she was a traitor is a bit of a start.
Sharing my confidence was a bulleting dart.
I used to think she was a super good friend.
But this violation was more than a slight bend.
Our friendship is broken, maybe it should end.
Unfortunately, I remember she used to be a good friend.
I decided to talk to her, but she shunned me away.
I guess this is more than a hint that I needed today.
My heart felt such sadness, on this unhappy Wednesday.
But I knew enough to leave, as she walked away.