If I Could Change the World
If I could,
I’d wave a magic wand and change the world,
Imprison Satan for a thousand years.
I’d mend the evil hurts maligning man.
Give smiles and work together hand in hand.
All would serve one another…no demands.
And live upon the earth without life’s fears.
Then, walk with God and listen to His years.
But, alas,
There is no magic wand for me to wave.
And Satan has grown strong for many days.
His evil schemes connive and sneak inside.
Until God’s righteous ways aren’t recognized.
For now, I’ll seek God’s goodness every day.
And try to help all fellows on life’s way.
Then, pray at night, “God, help me do Thy will.”
Until Eternity,
I’ll listen, to the holy words I read.
Use caution with my words; and do good deeds.
When asked, I’ll help another if I can.
And share a goodly smile throughout the lands.
No matter if the help is big or small.
I’ll pray to God and give each task my all.
And end the day with peace for serving God.
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
March 21, 2010
Poetic form: Rhyme
Traveling I looked above my head
I saw the most beautiful combined thread
It was ole glory glimmering white blue and red
She embraced me with pride
I took a deep breath
And release a sigh
Thanking God we did not fail
The God in us all that we hail
One nation answering one call
knowing divided we fall
So we rose together
Fighting with one another
with love in our hearts
In this great nation
made up of individual parts
But only one story to mention
picking apart the world around us
what stands out
what is god upto?
working through the pages of history
and whose blaming who?
more than enough food to feed the world
so why are people still going hungry
not enough money to go around for everybody
to split the spoils
more than enough bullets for everyone
but not everyone can have a gun
foreshadowing
the plot thickens
what else are we doing wrong?
villifying our ignorance of simple facts
unable to do simple math
angry at precipitating action for reaction
same page different book
different languages slow down communication
this isn't gods world
he's either blackmailing himself
or blackmailing satan
or there is reason the tower fell
hard to work together for one simple goal
the world had a choice
to feed themselves and choose life
and everything would be simple
or choose death and see what your god would do
to slow you down from your inevitable
is it time to pay the piper
hungry mouths and saving lives bring our languages together
everytime you globally try to die
lack of communication
and through ignorance you are villified
In the heaven of Babel was the birth of a hell
The lost lands of language where giants have fell
Where mis-understandings' are declerations of war
When hate is what love is mistaken for
Mis-interpretation's a weapon without choice
Where armies and enemies don't have a voice
To eachother they scream but nothing is heard
They plead for peace but there's no common word
Destroying the tower and spreading the speach
Was an angered God with a lesson to teach
Not only for them but for all to come
To remind the human of what pride had done
Then the day came when He was compelled
To show them a place where secrets were held
Had the stone been discovered just centuries before
Prevented it might, those centuries of war
But doubtful it is when today they rage on
A chess board of countries where peace is a pawn
For power's the king they fight to acquire
The very same god that created their fire
America the great like Babel the strong
So what place in time does its' fall belong?
Fiery Stones
Mammon throws
great fiery stones
and my God I hope he doesn't destroy us
and I am ducking and dodging
singing and writing
and Christians are all around us
still most times I feel all alone
children are dieing out rite starving
and some have nowhere to go home
but you wont here my songs on the radio
because Mammon throws
great fiery stones
and my God I hope he doesn't destroy us
will his henchmen burn in hell
I know, they'll never defeat Lord Jesus
Mammon throws
great fiery stones
and I just got burned by one of their flames
I wonder long can I stay out of their way
if one gets me I'll know why
and rest in the knowledge that I will rise
come the glorious day
Mammon throws
great fiery stones
like a wrecking ball
he's destroying our nations financial bones
wish he would put'm down and leave us alone
guess he's rather build his future kingdom
made of fire and stone
even all the ones that were thrown
even all the ones that were thrown
Well low and behold;
Another move;
To take away another;
Choice
Low price gas stations emitting;
Fumes at the pump
Meanwhile I watch the oil refineries spew;
Pollutions
They say its health and the ozone;
Well by all means;
But that’s not really it; is
It?
They say money is;
The root;
This insanity is definitely;
Evil
As long as we get ours or;
How about we just ignore this;
Act like we don’t;
Notice;
Here’s a metaphor about noticing
Noticed lately
The butchers don’t give out dog;
Bones
Oh you say this isn’t poetry;
That depends;
Those ripping us off could see it as;
Poetic
I’ll keep looking for;
The exceptions;
It’s like that here so I use it to my;
Advantage
What you disagree?
What do you want from me?
I say forget God bless America, but God help us;
All
I plead not guilty; I’m insane;
Just like life seems to be here
In the good old U.S. of;
A
Except politics without principle
Leadership without followership,
Knowledge without character,
and judgement without the fear of God
reside no more in our land,
all there be is woe.
Except wealth without work,
Position without merit,
Riches without worth,
Business without human face,
and pleasure without conscience
all but flee our land,
all there be is woe.
Except religion without politics,
Worship without sacrifice,
Living without liberty,
Peace without the God of peace,
all in one stride give their strenght to the grave,
all that we stand for as a nation shall shortly wither.
Except federation without love and unity,
Constitution without equal rights,
Election without mandate,
Democracy without the will of the people,
all make way for the rule of God in Nigeria,
all we stand for as a nation shall shortly wither!
It doesn't matter
If you're not from my church
Just believe His message
And follow His words
As our Forefathers did
In the U S of A
In GOD WE TRUST
Needs to be on display
It's more important today
Than it was back then
They'd been through hell
But with these words, they'd win
Without these words
What is our course
In a few more years
They'll close every church
There's no place where
Those who believe can flee
Once we are no longer
Allowed down on our knees
Our only choice
Is to listen to their words
And vote for the one
We believe most deserves
We still have that right, Maybe
To plead our case
By placing your mark
In just the right place
Pray for the wisdom
And with God's help
We'll vote for the right
Our Forefathers had
IN GOD WE TRUST
And the banner we wave
Can once again reign
In the U S of A
But first you must
BELIEVE
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