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Song by Benny Berry
If you will lend me your ear
I have something to tell you
It's been burning on my heart
And on my mind
For ones that have grown weary
To the ones that are hopeless
In trying to ease their minds
All the troubled hearts that are heavy burden
Just looking for a spark to flame
In knowing it must be something better
Than what mankind is portraying
You have seeked across this earth
For a peace to set you free
Only being left empty seeking
In ones own path for rest
My friend listen to His voice
It's when we give up and call out to Jesus
To find out the treasure was within
To set a fire burning ablaze
Giving a new love , joy and peace
Blazing within this light is revealing
The darkness which held one captive
To the chaos and confusion of this world
The spirit of fire has ignited
And burning away old self desires
Molding and purifying one into a new being
Sadly seeing this world still rejects
From deception of the darkness
That we once were a part of in blindness
But through Jesus one can be set free
Being pulled away from old life style and worries
It's not that we loved God at first
But He loved us to send His son to free one
In knowing nothing in our own works
Will ever release one from deception of darkness
Only through the spirit of Jesus
Keeping in mind to give Him all glory
For all we can do is give up
That He might reign within
Not that we have become good
But that spirit within has given a new mind and heart
That we must submit unto it's Will and desires
Not to fall back into the old self that was placed
Under our feet seeking to come back
Praying for Jesus to stomp it in the ground
Not falling victim from false teachings
The spirit within which saved one shall teach
And the feeling like this can't be real
Why is not everyone else talking of this love
Remembering it was not of own works
Which brought one unto a new life
Igniting the soul to flame
But a broken and contrite heart
Which seeked for better in a dying world
Which is sadly still falling unto deception
Only to be revealed through the spirit
That there is a new path and sight in view
Shinning a light through the darkness
Jesus will touch your heart
And set you free
In this world of chaos and confusion,
Where wars and hatred seem to reign,
I still hold on to my hopes and dreams,
And pray for a brighter, better world to sustain.
I hope for a world where love is the language,
And kindness and compassion are the norm,
Where people see the good in each other,
And help each other weather any storm.
I hope for a world where the air is clean,
And nature thrives in all its splendor,
Where humans live in harmony with the earth,
And strive to be its true defender.
I hope for a world where all are equal,
And justice prevails in every land,
Where every person is treated with respect,
And bigotry and prejudice are banned.
I hope for a world where children can play,
Without fear of harm or danger,
Where their innocence is preserved and protected,
And their futures are always getting brighter.
I hope for a world where knowledge is power,
And education is a right for all,
Where people are encouraged to learn and grow,
And their potential is never held small.
I hope for a world where laughter abounds,
And joy is found in every heart,
Where people celebrate each other's differences,
And come together to create a new start.
I know these hopes may seem like a distant dream,
But I hold them close and never lose sight,
For the power of hope is a mighty thing,
And it can help us all to reach the light.
So let us work together to make these hopes a reality,
And strive to be the change we want to see,
For a better world is within our reach,
If we believe and work towards unity.
Wake up – Good morning, sleepyhead!
This bright day grows hotter;
Precious are the sun’s playful rays;
Ugliness doesn’t earn any praise;
Today, the flowers are a rare beauty that never dulled
I am amazed, I shall be bold.
Oh Father, make our hearts merry!
Poor souls – don’t be weary tonight!
Wings cannot complete their superb flight;
Majestic MOON must reach its end.
Everything that dies soon comes back to life, I don’t mean to offend;
The twilight sweeps over the city;
I am safe, I long to be free.
Oh Father, make our hearts jump with joy!
Danger is But for a Moment
Which attempts to make us weep like an infant;
Abyss arises, attacking my eyes;
Travelers have survived old and wise;
Stay away from the crow’s talons.
I am terrified, my fears weigh tons.
Oh Father, lend us a pair of sturdy wings!
Courage crawls into my once flawed and fragile heart,
Butterflies persuade me to fly with them – I’m on a good start
Folly follows me with futileness;
Feeling life’s stress overwhelm me with distress;
I hath no eyez to see its sight, replacing lament with love
Heartless heart destroys the Earth for good
I am needy; I want to gobble up spiritual food
Oh Father! Let me experience an awe-inspiring rebirth!
III-Jana
Four months following Marie’s conviction,
Jana walked calmly into the prison,
there to see her former sister-in-law,
doing twenty years for sale and possession.
She had a purpose she needed to see through,
Jana had to see Marie and tell her,
so she lied and said that they were engaged,
so they could get the conjugal trailer.
When they brought Marie in, clad in orange,
her eyes lit up at the sight of her friend,
she cried,”Jana, I don’t belong in here!
I’ve done nothing, and yet I’m in the penn!"
“I’ve no idea where those drugs came from,”
she declared as she slumped in the chair.
Said Jana,”There’s no mystery in that.
It was I who put the cocaine there.”
Marie nearly choked, too stunned to speak,
barely managing to croak out a “Why?”
Jana said,”Well, it’s really quite simple,
you are the true reason that my brother died.
“Did you think I ever would forget
what you did to him in that court room?
How you lied and called him an abuser,
when you knew damn straight that it wasn’t true!
“Robby didn’t have a violent bone,
everyone knew that you wore the pants,
you could have just divorced him and gone,
there was no reason to destroy the man!
“And then you go and explain that you left
because Robby didn’t make enough cash?!
For richer or poorer…a joke to you,
you really should not have told me that.
“Your children will be raised by my parents,
who set a far better example than you.
Couldn’t let you go guide their upbringing,
they’d probably turn out evil too!
“You took my brother away from us all,
and you left my poor parents deep in tears,
for that I sentence you to two decades
of living all of your waking moments in fear.
“And don’t think about repeating all this,
in this trailer they cannot listen in.
They’ll believe it the ravings of a scumbag,
desperate to escape her great sins—”
At this post Marie leapt for Jana’s throat,
but Jana swiftly leapt up and jumped back,
she shouted loudly,”Guards’! She’s gone crazy!”
They rushed on in and broke up the attack.
While they subdued Marie there on the floor,
Jana quickly exited the whole scene,
and allowed herself a vengeful smile
at the sound of Marie’s mad, futile screams.
In the evenings twilight gloaming
daytime changelings cease their roaming
place acorn hats upon their heads
lay down in hidden feather beds.
Some sleep while others shake in fear
as blackness comes so ever near,
and beasties you should never see
will search the night for me and thee.
Strange sounds break silence of the night
as darkness takes away your sight.
Scuffles, howls, a sickening moan;
echoes that chill you to the bone.
When, if you sleep, they stay with you
they live within you through and through;
the beasties you should never see
who search the night for me and thee.
The cockcrow is some distance yet
more demons you have not yet met.
Night seems much longer than a day;
that moment when the changelings play.
Is that the creaking of the stairs?
You quickly say your hasty prayers
that beasties you should never see
don’t search the night for me and thee.
Did I hear you right in the noise high
you said to me with a deep conviction,
there’s a bright hole carved in the sky.
I asked you, is it not your imagination?
The pained years uncover on my sight
the full moon fixed on my gloomy sky
turning into a silvery hole in the night.
I didn’t ask my insipid intelligence why.
Did I see right in the deep darkness sly,
I said credibly to myself with assertion,
there’s a bright hole dug in the grim sky.
I didn’t ask myself, is it not frustration?
If in the night the full moon digs a hole
you find no pathway to the moon to walk,
you enter the tunnel imploring the soul
to take you out of the maze you’re stuck.
You said to me in sheer apprehension,
did you do it right in a lunatic confusion
to enter the hole, the mind out of action.
I asked you, is it not soul’s sublimation?
October 25, 2017.
Pondering thoughts came to light by instant,
others took many night times to be insistent.
Observing the teaching to come of wrong from right,
unveiling life’s countenance by happenstance sight.
Wisdom taught out of utter darkness,
in thoughtless time and by denying conscious.
With open eyes and shut to materialize,
hide and seek played realized.
Wherever one looks under many veils,
the glow of that countenance just smiles.
Touching that message thousand times and more,
bringing light to the dark of soul to adore.
Quietly sitting by the lake of my heart,
watching your image reflected, is the seeking art.
October 5 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Matthew 6-10
Key Verse – Matthew 6:24 No man can serve two masters: for either he will hate the one, and love the other; or else he will hold to the one, and despise the other. Ye cannot serve God and mammon.
FAITH IN GOD WHO WANTS US TO SERVE HIM WHOLEHEARTEDLY
God wants us to serve Him wholeheartedly against evil temptations
By His ministering care for our stewardship functions…
Great is He in fulfilling His promise to help us in our afflictions
As we follow Him with faith along His instructions.
God wants us to serve Him wholeheartedly against unbiblical setting
By His meaningful teaching about ministry that is so exciting…
Great is He in showing us blessedness acts worth presenting
As we rejoice in Him with faith despite trial and testing.
God wants us to serve Him wholeheartedly against carnal plight
By His illumining light for our obedience-delight…
Great is He in making us shine by His gracious sight
As we seek Him with faith to do what is right.
God wants us to serve Him wholeheartedly against proud sentiment
By His inviting altar where we bring our offerings of sincere commitment…
Great is He in delivering us from discontentment and discouragement
As we abide in Him with faith toward heavenly achievement.
God wants us to serve Him wholeheartedly against spiritual adultery
By His holy call to win over idolatry that causes misery…
Great is He in compelling us to serve us midst attacking worry
As we trust Him with faith in our Christian victory for His glory.
God wants us to serve Him wholeheartedly against vain reward
By His constant admonition that serves as great safeguard…
Great is He in correcting for us to grow upward
As we serve Him with faith, each doing the best as His steward.
God wants us to serve Him wholeheartedly against deceitful foolishness
By His Scriptural counsel for our sanctification and cleanliness…
Great is He in forgiving our confessed sinfulness
As we depend on Him with faith to protect our testimony’s righteousness.
October 5, 2025
My husband acted like a complete jerk
had countless affairs with women at work
He wore spray on jeans which fit so tight
and aftershave called ‘Tonight’s the night’
I knew for sure that things weren’t right
as he’d hide his cell phone from my sight
I’d opened one of his credit card bills
he’d purchased boxes of Viagra pills!
Guess he used them with that busty floozy
the office temp, I think her name’s Suzie
One thing’s for certain, I have learned
hell hath no fury like a woman spurned
So I carefully plotted to get my revenge
and lure him in a ice tunnel at Stonehenge
Ice stalactites hung low from the ceiling
a brisk blow to his head left him reeling
With a stiletto sharp icicle I pierced his chest
as the ice melted, I knew there’d be no arrest
As there’s no evidence left to incriminate me
Yes, I’d got away with his murder … scot-free!
It was the perfect crime I’d expertly planned
I'm sure any scorned woman would understand!
N/a in Murder in the Tunnel Poetry Contest judged 2/12/21
Submitted to NA Poem From a February 2021 - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France
01/26/21
Through the night's veil, in whispers, I moved my steps along,
Somewhere, a light within the darkness, sparked a straight and fiery throng,
The secret of time, always hidden beneath pointless reprimands,
A rebirth of hopes destroyed by the pride of ancient commands.
Never was I loved for who I am, without others in sight,
For the wild thought that I live, an echo in the void so bright,
I was forbidden to reach out toward my own horizon's glare,
Life woven in shades of achievements and bitter failures bare.
In the daylight with a clear brow, I was asked to shine,
To assure the world that I am a warrior, amongst successful kind,
Joy was mine only when the fruits of labor showed their face,
And fortune spun capriciously, dancing on fate's matte base.
Suddenly, the heavens opened, and a freedom unseen burst,
Hitting the cage, with unfettered wings, in the air, I thrust,
I wrenched myself from self-imposed chains, a tacitly accepted servitude,
The rage of recognizing my own power, from the dungeon I elude.
A key I found, furtive, hidden in simplicity's code cracked wide,
It was to look deep into myself first, to dare towards truth with stride,
My eyes entered the soul, not to merely skim the surface,
Not to sit on the edge while the profound heart of life does throb and pace.
Towards the essence that knows no bounds, the heart of 'now' in eternity,
I drank from the profound enigma and embraced my own odyssey,
I came to know the language of infinity, with my being's fiber in tune,
Alchemical essences blending, in a cosmic symphony immune.
I carry in my heart the universe, a cosmos of stars and times,
Not confined by matter, I wander free through feelings and through primes,
I live in every fragment of life, not just man, but in thought and flower,
My measure is not form or face, but the essence of creation's power.
Without the forms or names that separate, without distinctions that estrange,
For a moment, I transform, into the universe, in every cell that stands the watch.
Standing at the edge of differences, I extract an unseen strength,
Enveloped in the mystery of this force, a world is born in every heart.