Jumping In Gomorrah
J.u.m.p.i.n.g. jumping in gomorrah, Im religion free
J.u.m.p.i.n.g. jumping in gomorrah, Im religion free
Bring your horn of plenty
Gold calves, if you got em
Well get stuck in history
All aboard for sodom,
Bring your burning bush,
Harlots if youre able
Well get stuck in history
Next stop tower of babel
J.u.m.p.i.n.g.
All aboard for sodom
song performed by by Xtc
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Jumping In Gomorrah
J.u.m.p.i.n.g. jumping in gomorrah, Im religion free
J.u.m.p.i.n.g. jumping in gomorrah, Im religion free
Bring your horn of plenty
Gold calves, if you got em
Well get stuck in history
All aboard for sodom,
Bring your burning bush,
Harlots if youre able
Well get stuck in history
Next stop tower of babel
J.u.m.p.i.n.g.
All aboard for sodom
song performed by by Xtc
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Still Around Us
Do you know about Sodom and Gomorrah? !
Then ask about what they did;
And compare it to your life if you are doing the same!
For i always see Sosom and Gomorrah still around us.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Let Us Go Backwards
Lesbians and homosexuals,
Come to Ghana and you will meet them;
And, go out of Ghana and, you will meet them as well!
But, have we forgotten about the pages of history? ! !
Then, let us go backwards to the days of Sodom and Gomorrah;
And read about what they did! ! !
And of the punishments thereafter from the Creator;
For, the truth is written plainly for us to understand.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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If God doesn't destroy Hollywood Boulevard, he owes Sodom and Gomorrah an apology.
Idolatry
Idolatry,
Adultery,
Elohim! !
And like Sodom and Gomorrah;
For, profaneness has now gone out into all the world!
And for the lack of wisdom, my people perish.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Muse Of Sodom And Gomorrah
You love the muse of Sodom and Gomorrah,
And, you are putting more troubles around you than peace;
Because, your body is now infected with lust! !
But remember that, there will be judgement on that day.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Doreen
To read all the words of the law and,
To learn at all times for your future;
And like the destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah,
You need to leran from one another.
Of butter and milk,
Like a visit to Mount Nebo;
And to drink the pure blood of the grape is like,
The American history.
Doreen, you may have a military service to undertake;
But, i have my mind as a bard to write.
Do not give up in life but rather,
Try to learn at all times to increase your knowledge;
For this earth is still part of us.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Last Balloon
The last balloon is leaving, the last balloon from fear
The last balloon is leaving, form that line right here
Climb aboard, climb aboard you menfolk
You wont need any bombs or knives
Climb aboard, climb aboard you menfolk
Leave all that to your former lives
Drop it all
The last balloon is leaving, the last balloon of all
The last balloon is leaving, undress, discard, let fall
Climb aboard, climb aboard you women
You wont need any gems or furs
Climb aboard, climb aboard you women
Leave all that to the bad old years
Drop it all
The last balloon is leaving, the last balloon theyll fly
The last balloon is leaving and we wont qualify
Climb aboard, climb aboard you children
Move aloft, while youre fleet and fast
Climb aboard, climb aboard you children
Were weighed down by our evil past
Drop us all, you should drop us all
Drop us all and free your hand
Drop us all, you should drop us all
Drop us all like so much sand
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Grace
To live by the words from a sound advise and,
To rule over Hebron and Yerusalem;
But life is like the carpenters and the masons.
Babel means the gate of god (El) and,
It is like your thirty sons who rides on thier thirty donkeys;
And like Sodom and Gomorrah,
Lot was Abram's nephew.
We will all learn our lessons well on this earth,
Like life in the wilderness of Sin;
But please if my husband is very handsome,
Do leave him alone than sleeping with him!
For the victory of the day had turned into mourning.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Evil Doers
People do strengthen the hands of evil doers and,
Like Sodom and Gomorrah being replayed again and again to us;
But i am with you to deliver you among such people!
Because they will fight against you and they will not prevail.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Decadence
On a faulty premise and vain theory
Will Error always rest
Revealing thus a frivolity
That is absurd, at best.
To say that now is the Age
Of 'Open Homosexuality'
Is like tearing off History's Page
Accepting a lie as reality.
For this malady has been with man
A disease of confused identity
Not knowing whether to be man or woman
For centuries, a plague of iniquity.
Sodom and Gomorrah were thus destroyed
By the sin that denies God's creation
And the Romans themselves have also toyed
With the same form of self-destruction.
This practice is vile and decadent
To us, cannot be acceptable
Against it we will always express dissent
With God's help, we will be able.
'Do not lie with a man, as one lies with a woman; that is detestable.'
LEVITICUS 18: 22
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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The Skeleton & The Roundabout
Climb aboard my roundabout
Climb aboard my roundabout
I am the fairground man at heart
I run the roundabout this part
I fill this fair but custom have I none
I turn the handle round so fast it makes my elbow ache
Nobody seems to care
No-one rides upon my roundabout no longer anymore
Oh what a horrid fair!
Climb aboard my roundabout
Climb aboard my roundabout
Climb aboard my roundabout
Climb aboard my roundabout
Money there is none - Im thinner than a skeleton
But wait a minute, Im so thin
That all these aches and pains could be a chance for me
I could be a horror or a ghost in a ghost train
I think Ill go and see
I meet the man who runs the ghost train
He says, youre just great!
Ill pay you top class wages
If youll just hang from this gate
A year is passing lots of food and money come my way
Oh lucky man am i
But whos this telling me, youre fired!
Youre much too fat to be a ghost, be on your way!
So here I am
Climb aboard my roundabout
Climb aboard my roundabout
Climb aboard my roundabout
Climb aboard my roundabout
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Be Part Of The Solution
A horrible thing in the land of your muse! !
For they walk always in lies;
Yes, evil doers!
And like Sodom and Gomorrah,
But this war will not end now.
Empty hope,
Has gone out;
Wormwood,
Without any future;
But, try to be part of the solution on this earth! !
And not, part of the destruction.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Decadent Trends
To intellectualize a decadence meant to market,
With an enforcement of its acceptance...
Says a lot about those who value their way of life,
And self righteous standards that are on a fast decline.
Yet those who are restrictive in mindsets limited,
With an infliction of their policies of censorship that exist...
Seem less serious than foolish.
Since they are the very ones advocating decadent trends.
'Would you like some Sodom with your Gomorrah? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Black History Month
In January...
There they are making history.
In February...
There they are making history.
In March...
There they are making history.
In April...
There they are making history.
In May...
There they are making history.
In June...
There they are making history.
In July...
There they are making history.
In August...
There they are making history.
In September...
There they are making history.
In October...
There they are making history.
In November...
There they are making history.
In December...
There they are making history.
But...
It's nice to know
The shortest month of the year
Was chosen to celebrate
The great deeds of African-Americans!
However...
It is those LEAP YEARS,
That really have the blacks jumping for joy!
Note: 'Black History Month' along with other
works of interest can be found in...
*'MindPrints from Untouched Places-VOL I'*
~Now available online at a PC near you~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sodom Revisited
Sodom and Gomorrah truly did fall, destroying both big and small,
These two cities completely leveled, as all people wickedly reveled,
Their end was brought on from within, as they reveled in wicked sin,
And obliterated not by another land, but, by God’s Righteous Hand.
Men wanting relations with men, is why both cities were condemned,
So much wickedness did abound, not ten righteous could be found,
This is an example for all today, as many live their life their own way,
Ignoring totally God’s moral decree; His Holy Wrath, we too, will see.
Lot while living in that wicked place, would be saved by God’s Grace,
Instructed with all his family, to flee, that city and all its moral iniquity.
With Lot’s soul being vexed daily, by all of the evil that he had to see,
Would see God’s Righteousness friend, as these cities saw their end.
Lot’s family was saved, less his wife, who apparently craved that life,
Looking back where she fled from, a pillar of salt she would become.
This is an example for all of us, who have said “In The Lord we Trust”,
Once we by God are truly saved, we won’t embrace what is depraved.
About God’s Judgment to come, it will be better for souls of Sodom,
Than for those who fail to embrace, God’s Truth, in this Age of Grace,
These are the words of Jesus Christ, Author and Finisher of every life,
Who you can embrace my friend, or see worse than Sodom in the end.
(Copyright ©11/2008)
Out Of Temptations And Trails
Out of temptations and out of trails,
Worn out and reducing them to ashes;
They indulged in the lust of polluting passion,
And the cities of Sodom and Gomorrah came down into ashes.
Self-willed and self-loving creatures,
There shall be no whore of the daughters of Israel!
Nor a sodomite on the sons;
So step out of the darkness and turn towards morality,
And be like the glorious ones with a conscious choice.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Sweet Pea
Oh my sweet pea,
The white child doesn't know the black child;
Oh my sweet pea,
The white child doesn't know the coloured child;
But the black child is aware of the coloured and the white!
And this poem is to bring forth the message of love to all amnkind,
Because we were all made by the Creator!
Just as it is written,
So is the seed of the Medes;
And like Sodom and Gomorrah!
For i saw people queuing for pig meat and,
Like the sins of our past.
Of the people and by the people,
Read your Bible and pray everyday;
For many are still not ready to learn.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Dream Calling
Sitting at home watching t. v.
When I felt as if someone was behind me.
I turned around but there was no one there
Then I felt a cold chill in the air.
Since I believe in life after death
On a spirit I did bet.
Softly I said: if you’re good you can stay
And if you’re bad -go away.
I made the sign of the cross as I was taught
The feeling got stronger as it stayed and fought.
What is it that you want from me?
A candle of light to set you free?
I felt something touch my right arm.
And as quick as it came, it was gone.
So I lit a candle that very night
And told the spirit: “here is your light”.
If there is a message you have to give to me
In my sleep, my mind will be free.
So I said my prayers and went to sleep
And in my dream I saw the feet.
My eyes traveled upwards to see a face
For it was a woman dressed in white frills and lace.
A mist covered her face where I could not see
But there was a halo around her head
In silver, gold, and red.
She had her hands outstretched as if beckoning me.
I felt fear entering my mind
Like a person who had just gone blind.
“ you are to be a messenger for me! ”
As you can see, this world is already
Going back to the days of Sodom and Gomorrah.
All values have been lost, and religion has been tossed.
The days of child slavery don’t seem to end.
Prostitution has become a trend.
Hunger, poverty, war, and hate
We must try to save mankind before it’s too late.
Words are the strongest weapon known to man
So you as poets, must take a stand.
Write about all that you hear and see
So that the future children could be free.
Write about war and destruction that is left behind
For this world is running out of time.
I awoke from this dream in a cold sweat
And a fear in my heart
For this would be an apocalypse start.
Evil would be destroyed, but at what price
Must humanity pay.
He is giving us the answer, if we listen and pray.
poem by Louis Rams
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Jumping off a bridge
I know it is crazy to love you
Its as crazy as Jumping Off a Bridge
But I can't resist the thrill you bring me
The adrenaline
Everything is a mixed up...
When I am around you
I act different...
But I act different around every single male
But its not exactly the same
I stare off into space when I am around you
I stare at you
Usally I would act like a freak
Yelling no if you asked me....
That dreded question
It would run through my mind after it
But I would always say no
Why does that happen?
I say I hate you
Then After an hour I say I like you
Then the next day I say I love you
The three strongest words in life
Runs throught my mind over and over Again
Over and Over Again
Like a broken record player
Jumping off a bridge
Its crazy
Its crazy to love you
Jumping off a bridge
Jumping off a bridge
Jumping off a bridge
Jumping off a bridge
poem by Lynne . Tosh.
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