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Premium Member Servant of Christ or Slave To Sin - John 8: 34

For a Christian to continue to sin
that very idea is not logical
the Apostle Paul emphasises this point
sin mustn't be your master at all

We all have only two masters
either to obedience or a slave to sin
there is simply no in-between
only one of them is your king

Sin is your master if it controls you
that shows how you live your life
you may not think of it like that
to cut it out, you must use your knife

But we can't change our nature
this shows that we are not in charge
for our thoughts enslave us to sin
the consequences are so very large

Obedience leads to righteousness
where sin brings spiritual death
obedience brings life in God
winning eternal life to your final breath

("So Jesus said to the Jews who had believed him, 'If you abide in my word, you are truly my disciples,  and you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free.”  They answered him, “We are offspring of Abraham and have never been enslaved to anyone. How is it that you say, ‘You will become free’?”
Jesus answered them, “Truly, truly, I say to you, everyone who practices sin is a slave[b] to sin.  The slave does not remain in the house forever; the son remains forever.  So if the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed.")
John 8:31-36  (esv)
key verse v 34
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Time For Children

Once in a blue moon
Once upon a time
Time to wake up
Time to tell the truth
Truth will come out
Truth will set you free
Free to be yourself
Free to fly 
Fly far away
Fly with eagles' wings
Wings that lift you high
Wings steady and strong
Strong as an ox
Strong enough to last
Last forever
Last call
Call a friend
Call collect
Collect coins
Collect your thoughts
Thoughts of love
Thoughts of people
People who matter
People who care
Care for the sick
Care for their souls
Souls that are lost
Souls redeemed by love
Love that never fails
Love that won't let go
Go for the gold
Go in peace
Peace of mind
Peace with God
God Most High
God is love
Love beyond measure
Love without end
End of strife
End of days
Days of our lives
Days bright with hope
Hope for all people
Hope for the future
Future of the world
Future of our children
Children we have borne
Children of our love
Love
Borne

5/14/14
Form: Blitz

Premium Member Live Free or Die

("The Cave of Unknowing", 2012, original oil)

Live Free or Die

Live free or die!
Well, we’re all gonna die,
But living and dying free
Is obviously the way to go.

Freedom of speech
May be the root of all our freedoms
But it’s meaningless
If all we can do is parrot others.

Look around
The night sky is daylight bright now
From all the gaslighting we see streaming
From every pore of every mainstream media whore.

The blind are blind not from birth
But from having their heads buried in sand
For so long
They can’t tell up from down.

Nothing new under the sun
And Plato spilled the beans long ago
On the blind
In their caves of unknowing.

But the point is you have to see for yourself
To know the truth,
And as all truth knowers know,
Only the truth will set you free.

(6/26/24)
Form: Narrative

Premium Member Echoes of the Heart Collaboration With Jeannie Minor

To speak the unspeakable
           Will I ever get to tell you
The truth will set you free
           How much you mean to me
To think the unthinkable
           Just to think about you 
A you and me fantasy
            Sets my spirit free
To hear the unhearable
            I long to whisper softly
Words not meant for me
            The softest "I love you"
To touch the untouchable
        hunger for your soft caress
Unknown ecstasy
            That says you love me too  
To want the unattainable
           you don't belong to me 
Trying to succeed
          But know I'm always here 
To restrain the unrestrainable
          Fighting to respect the vows
Walls internally
              Of virtue held so dear
To dream the undreamable
               It's not reality
Stretching boundaries
             But hope will keep me strong
To foresee the unforeseeable
             Until the day I find myself
A date with destiny
             With you, where I belong
Form: Verse

Premium Member Ask Me

Are you a little sad, my friend?
Didn't mean to do that
Say the wrong thing
But sometimes I just want to speak the truth
because "truth will set you free"
Isn't that from the Bible?
Aha (John 8:32)
So always start with the truth
And end with the truth
What is truth?
Truth is anything you feel, touch, see
What is not truth is what you think, hear, and say
We are not truth
God is truth
We are truthful
because we want to
not we have to
We don't want to be truthful to everyone
only to certain ones
I am just kidding
Be truthful to everyone
And you will see
that you will be truthful to God
because God is an extension of someone - anyone
If you can't be truthful to that someone
how can you be truthful to God?
God made her, him
- a body in His image
with feelings and mischiefs
But heck, He puts up with you 
Won't you put up with them too?
But be gentle, okay?
because sometimes the truth does hurt
But they'd rather hear the truth than putting up with your bull
Isn't that your bull?
No
It's someone else's bull
Okay
It got loosed
Ha got to to tie it
bind it
cut it off right now
because you don't need no bull
You don't need a horn on you
Got what I mean?


Spin Masters

SPIN MASTERS SPINNING AWAY THE DAY
Every moment
I turn on the TV
What do I see
Nothing but liars laying down lies
Spin Masters spinning spam of deceit
 
Chanting
The truth will set you free
White is black
Black is white
Lies are true
Truth is a lie
Lies will set you free
 
I see nothing
But politicos
Dropping down lies
UN truths masquerading as the truth
Oh so sincerely
The lies spew forth so sweetly
From their corrupted lips
 
The toxic wastes
Spree out of my TV set
Infecting my soul
With paranoid distrust
 
And I vainly try
I do try
God do I try
To the find
 
The nugget of truth
Buried deep in the dark, dank, dangerous
Black, evil miasmic mists
Given off 
By the talking heads on TV
 
So I leave my house
So full of doubt
And wander about

Looking for the truth
Some semblance of hope
And I look up

And see a solitary cherry tree
High up on a hill top street
Infusing the air
With its sweat ambrosia
And I smile
Knowing
Someday soon

The national nightmare
Will be pierced by the light
Of clarity and truth
 
And the evil ones
The body snatched aliens
Inhabiting our leaders
Will be banished
© Jake Aller  Create an image from this poem.

Harsh Reality

Some say I talk so ignorant. naw, me 
im just too real for these hypocrites
the truth will set you free and me,
im filled wit dat addictiveness 
like 2nd hand smoke from cigarettes
point fingers if you want cuz 4real you 
ain't gotta feel me and nevamind da law
im innocent till proven guilty
had a couple setbacks fresh off probation
not guilty is he, live by da street code never 
talk to the D's. It's better to live on ya feet 
then die on ya knees, niggaz bleed just like us
yeah I taught dat to my seed.
So this here is Harsh Reality, dat any livin thing
can become a homicidal casualty
so question what do we fear 1st, this recession
or being gun or knifed down by a deadly weapon
the thing about the truth is you ain't gotta like it
but you will respect it and me I am da truth
I speak it, embrace it how bout you? Don't like
my slang, hard to swallow what I done, where I 
came from? But this is it, this is what freedom 
taste like, what it feels like. So nevamind da hype
of how im dis & dat, dat & dis cuz imma still spitt
gutta like hallway piss
© Corey Ross  Create an image from this poem.

Undiminished

Of the little left that I had I‘ve now lost all hope in mankind
It makes one extremely sad in the depravity that one does find
Like a sickness within, a cure seeming worse than the disease
All of this coming from sin, and how it’s spreading  with such ease

People no longer believing in God, perhaps the most often heard 
So I don’t find it at all odd that all this wickedness has occurred 
Even with the worst  yet to come so many people are asleep 
When your heart becomes numb that’s when the devil will reap

Forget not ye to pray not just for the world but for your very own soul 
Make a point each day asking God to make clear your role 
To awaken you within His Joy and to help you in each time of need 
satan only comes to destroy and for your soul he is going to plead

For your own sake and being seek out Gods Amazing Grace 
He’s the chain breaking heart freeing we’re missing in this place 
The truth will set you free and that would be His Spoken Word
But I will just let you be, but at least think about what you heard

1 Timothy 4:1
The Spirit clearly says that in later times 
some will abandon the faith 
and follow deceiving spirits 
and things taught by demons.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member I Hear He's a Winner

As thirty-eighth Brazilian president Messias served,
As a far-sighted and populist his name he preserved; 
A vocal opponent of same-sex marriage, abortion,
He stood for family worth and affirmative action...!

Don't the passerines for protection of chicks their lives spend?
Isn't shielding people's rights the task of a president?
Crises of the economy nationwide he confronted,
Unity in diversity of the globe he wanted...!

"The truth will set you free" - was his own personal motto,
Betwixt the voice of liberty, has been a vibrato;
Assaulted, stabbed, and attempted to be killed he ever stood firm,
He fulfilled his love for his citizens throughout his term...! 

Could the wisdom of the world fathom, yet, his true being?
Have his works been done, as showpieces just for their seeing?
His life is for his living, and not for others to judge,
Neither their praises he must fudge; nor their hate he must grudge...!!!


16 May 2023 
I hear he's a winner Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Joe Maverick
Form: Rhyme

Long Live the Great and Powerful

LONG LIFE THE GREAT AND POWERFUL ONE

While walking in the misty morn of yore
One dismal dark decaying depraved day 
I was suffocating with the sounds of the dying city
Slowly coming to life with the dawning sun 

Surrounded by the sounds of chaos, disorder
Dark, dangerous despairing thoughts
Of dangerous terrible acts to come

All around me in this strange era we live in
This orange alert perpetual fearful times 
Constant fear, and overwhelming dread

Mad crazed Islamic bomb throwing terrible terrorists 
Hiding under every bed, lurking around every corner
Conspiring with the murderous criminals of yore
Just waiting to attack god fearing Christian citizens

Murdering them in their sleep
Blowing up schools
Blowing up buses, cars, buildings

Murdering in the name of their demented god
Screaming God is great as they behead us all

As I walk down that street
In the dead calm of the early morn
Filled with fulsome fears of who know what

I look up and see a giant gargoyle
Looking down at me
Smirking at me, laughing at me

I yell out to the gargoyle
Say, Mr. Gargoyle
What is so damn funny
Don't you know there is a terror alert
Have you seen any Islamic terrorists lurking about?

The gargoyle laughed and laughed
Said, terror alert? What a loud of crap
As the prophet, Mr. Natural taught us all,  
"It don't mean ****; it doesn’t mean ****"

Nothing but prime BS
Designed to keep you in your place
He laughed and laughed
Soon all the gargoyles of the city
Were in open revolt

They jumped off their perches
And started marching around

Chatting
Peace is War, War is Peace
Truth is a Lie, lies are Truth
The Truth Will Set You Free

All Hail the Great and Powerful One
© Jake Aller  Create an image from this poem.

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