powerful juno
roman queen of strong women
your song we still sing
as we escape twinned clutches
of crushing weeds to flower
Practicing hard at his yoga,
Cato convolved with his toga.
The news he was caught
In this Gordian Knot
Spread to the land of Busoga.
The one true Church established by Father Christ is the Roman Catholic Church
It is the Church which our Divine Lord started when He picked the 12 Apostles
And made St. Peter as their head
We know that the Roman Catholic Church is the one true Church established by Father Christ
Because it alone has the mark of the true Church
A mark is a sign that points out something
The marks of the Church points it out as the Church which Father Christ started
The chief marks of the Roman Catholic Church are 4
It is one
Holy
Catholic or Universal
And apostolic
All are obliged to belong to the Roman Catholic Church
Is the some way
In order to be saved
The Roman Catholic Church is a congregation of all baptized persons
United in the same true faith
The same sacrifice
And under the Holy Father
The Pope
Father Christ founded the Roman Catholic Church to bring all men to Eternal salvation
Father Christ gave the power to teach
To sanctify
And to rule the members of His Church to the Apostles
The 1st Bishops of the Church
The successors of Apostles are the Bishops of the Roman Catholic Church
Father Christ gave special power in His Roman Catholic Church
To St. Peter
By making Him the head of the Apostles
The chief teacher
And ruler of the entire Church
The Successor of St. Peter is the Holy Father
The Bishop of Rome
The priests
Especially Parish Priests
Help the Bishop in the care of the Souls
Ancient building, columns define. Eden’s forever garden hidden. Indelibly juxtapositioned kaleidoscopic lake maintains numerous orchidaceae. Porticos’ quaint, reclused, sequestered. Tetrastylon unseen villa’s with xystus, Yogananda’s Zen.
May be guns are self-explanatory
for already something is something
or cute cutlass and one local farmer
hoe or digger?
or somehow a carpenter hammer
or nail?.
The reason may be still self-
explanatory- can we only
rely on contemporary or sometimes
harking?, the west woke up
in the morning and born
the west said nothing except
a passion for memory and joy
how should we then smother and smother?.
little boys playing in the clay road
picking up turtles that fly in the wind
run, run away from the scary old widowers
or you might never be a boy again!
we can only be boys for a little longer
so let’s take our cheer and carry it on
as the great warrior Atreus did
when he gave his life for victory
we’re in Rome, with Kalsus and Andeus
and all of our friends from the east and the west
we are here, with this one chance to say
“we are here, we cheer, to hoping the words here last”
for we are the last of our kind to be here
and we don’t know what comes after
but we don’t give in to fear
and we hope to give you laughter
forever and ever
we are the sons of a generation
that will never be seen again
so laugh until the bitter end
hold the name of the Empire
in the hearts of all who hear
and remember, always remember!
Nothing comes from nothing!
So we will never die!
O Lord of mercy, hear my call
For Ernesto and Gladys, who give their all.
In Christ’s own footsteps, may they tread,
With hearts of kindness, hands outspread.
Grant them compassion, deep and true,
To lift each spirit, to heal, renew.
May empathy bloom like a flower rare,
In their open hearts, a gentle prayer.
Bless their giving, pure and bright,
Their love of family, steadfast light.
Let generosity’s hand extend,
To those in need, a constant friend.
O Lord, enfold them in Your grace,
With peace that none can displace.
In Christ's name, may they always be
Guided by love’s eternity.
Amen.
"Their cross will decay
Rome will be as a phoenix
Helios will reign supreme"
"The sun always sets
Accept the eagle’s old age
Find dominion in your mind"
A world imagined
A phantom circling the sun
Veiled by her white glare
Pulling on Mercury's heels
Pulling on mankind's veiled minds
About the hypothetical planet Vulcan, which was theorised to exist as the nearest planet to the Sun in the 19th century.
A solar halo
Sol Invictus blistering
Or the cross blazing
Burning for roman bloodshed
Who in truth was Cain scheming
Archon of the west, whose spouse was the worldly Sophia
Who blindly abandoned his childhood lamb, to search for unseen light
Though the lamb could have showed him the pure gnosis he craved for
Poem (from a Gnostic Christian perspective) about the Roman Emperor Julian the Apostate, who abandoned Christianity in favour for philosophical Paganism.
Like a sparkling Roman candle –
Red beardtongue dots the canyon.
Oh, what handsome bugles!
That decorate the trail along
Where pebbles were brushed aside
And sway with the breeze –
Not to elicit surprise
But to befriend the greenery.
Across the city the emperor called
For recruits to join the legions
Travel to new and strange lands
And conquer for covetous reasons
As sun beat down they trained their men
To fight for colonisation,
Taking with them skills and knowledge
Introducing urbanisation.
Past mountains, lakes and plains they marched
Battalions stood United
Crossing countries, rivers, sea,
Arriving uninvited.
Invasion, yet they brought with them
Progression, innovation;
Technology since lost in ages dark
Transforming a whole nation.
Roads of stone, heated floors
Domestic sanitation,
Walls dividing tribes and clans
Fuelling aggravation.
Yet Britain’s climate, wet and dour,
It’s warriors and chief,
Sent Rome’s great fighters fleeing home
Struck dumb in disbelief,
That this small nation could be such
A hostile, retched place,
And Rome needed protecting
From the Jutes and Angles race.
So after Constantine’s withdrawal
Britain re-emerged anew,
Rebirthing of a greater nation,
Than the one the romans slew.
Left behind their legacy
Culture, architecture
But no longer an unwitting, oppressed,
Out-posted prefecture.
there are some people
I do know
they speak of places
I can't go
ooh then some
if God is real
might should I ask
the chores of one
done by two
Makes easy the task?
Hadian speak to the Romans.
Yes God is Real
He's real in our Souls
Yes God is real
that We have washed
and made us whole
Gods love for us
is what we should know
yes God is real
cause we can feel him
in our souls!
Answered by the Romans
This was spoken when Hadrian wished
to build the Temple of Venus and Rome.
While in Rome a woman asked
if she could kiss the
dark haired Spaniard. The fella answering her questions
laughed and told her she was referring to Caesar she
humbled herself and said she thought
Caesar was a legend and a myth.
until she saw his face she didn't believe. The jews
around her told her that he wasn't the savior god
but he ( Caesar) wished them to worship
him as god, something
these men refused to do. She smiled
at them and said Hail Caesar might I feed my
people. Several woman than throw tomatoes at her
and called her a whore. She rose stained and shame
""Si, Dio e reale!" " Si, Dio es real!"
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