an angel appears with something to say
as the clouds part, upon sunbeams rays
through teary eyes she recites
the message given from above
his heart brakes every time he hears...
our god is better than your god
and he is the one true creator
his heart brakes every time...
divisions are made upon
these so called interpretations
his heart brakes everytime...when
wars are fought in his holy name
blood is spilt along with your shame
his heart brakes every time...
his dogma is taken to extremes
all for your need to rule supreme
his heart brakes every time...
an innocent cries out in pain
humanities uncompassionate stain
his heart brakes every time...
unity drowns in a sea of indifference
as the swell bores the tide of arrogance
then she says with a smile.....
there is hope and love will light the way
let compassion be the new mood
as the sun shines upon the dark
and a new day will dawn
along with a brand new attitude
“For hope is found when loss prevails,
fear is grounded and faith remains”
I need not the ones who turn away
when trouble faces me with dread.
A fever with chills runs down my
spine and I am saddened by her
uncompassionate heart.
But I shine like the eventide tangerine
sunset in the west-
I stop all the insecurity and know that
I am safe where I land.
I am equal to all who suffer in silence.
For I shall break free from the mossy
vines holding me back from healing-
I believe in myself for once.
No one can take away my pride,
or shadow me in the darkness of night.
I embrace my need to feel loved,
my desire to always be the one who
craves adoration and affection.
For I am but a woman longing to be
whole and centered;
encompassed in silk blankets to keep
me warm in the chill of pain.
"For hope is found when loss prevails…
and I believe in myself for once"
Date written: August 4, 2019
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
I chose: 3.) I Believe - Era
MISSION OF THE HUMAN BEING
We are wild creatures, wild beasts
for them
Their adjectives unreasonable,
Unrealistic
Just as savage, cruel, inhuman, and ferocious
Not civilized and uncompassionate
Sun sneering and moon bantering
at civilized human beings
Every day, every night
Firearms, explosives, mass destruction weapons
Are not our inventions
Merciless murders, massacres and many more
And killing without purpose
Not in our inhuman lexicon
Wisdom flying beyond the planet earth
Imperiousness caused
Destruction than construction,
And shortened the life span
Of everybody
As well as planet earth.
How civilized are you?
Jayaratne Weerakkody
He was crucified by the Romans with the sharpest nails
by the will of an angry mob;
did anyone hear Jesus's sob?
Pilate refused to find him guilty and washed his hands.
Betrayed by Peter, hated by rebellious Barabbas;
whipped at every fall, He patiently carried that cross to Calvary,
but a kind, humble woman felt much pity for Jesus
and with a clean cloth wiped off his blood as an act of mercy!
And dragging His heavy cross through the narrow
streets of chaotic and uncompassionate Jerusalem,
someone, who had heard him preach about God's Kingdom,
picked up his cross and relieved some of the pain and sorrow!
Many believed Him to be the Christ,
but the envious Pharisees did not,
and accusing him of blasphemy, they mocked him...
not noticing how the April sky was becoming dim!
He was laid in an empty, cold tomb amid palm trees and stones
and on the third day, as Jesus promised the twelve disciples;
He miraculously rose...ascending the heavenly throne,
where God the Father handed Him the glorious crown!
There is no world beyond this one we know
With dominant bipeds and skies of blue
And lack of compassion and love we show.
Perhaps there could be life where the stars glow,
Blinking and pulsating their reddish hue.
There is no world beyond this one we know.
Do they have one arm where three ought to go
Or the same old three per side as we do,
And lack of compassion and love we show?
Maybe they just study the winds that blow
And believe this statement is likely true:
“There is no world beyond this one we know.”
Far away beings beyond sunbeam throw
Would not like me any more than they you,
Or lack of compassion and love we show.
We are building ships to make light speed slow,
To take us to the wall of time, and through.
Is there no world but this one we know,
with this uncompassionate love we show?
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