Are There Believers?
We professed divine mandate
We speak for the Most High
God's mind is our minds
We are adept in memorising verses
Recitation of holy sciptures is our pride
We qoute verses upon verses
Our appearance is sanctimonious
We are authorities in piety
Our views are Godly
Our tongues eloquently preaches virtue
We are truly the angels of God
That seats with the cherubims
Eating spiritual foods with seraphims.
Behold! What we are outside
Is different from our inside.
What our lips professed
Varies with what are confessed.
We say peace where none exists.
We annihilate each others
In the name of our faiths.
We are intolerant of each other.
Greed, selfishness and avariciousness
Are our three square meals.
We kill in the name of God
As if God is unable to fight.
We seat on the judgemental throne
Adjucating on God's behalf.
We are just fake believers
Maquerading as true believers.
Where are then are true believers?
poem by Babatunde Aremu
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Religious Intolerance
base born minds
bloated in materialism
disclaim religions
of which
they know
nothing
true believers
ignore ignorance
believers prays
world peace promises
displease war mongers
selling shredding souls
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Strength For The End
As the darkness looms ahead, we’re not filled with worldly dread,
While darkness seems to prevail, we have a Light that will not fail,
Which is our Savior Jesus Christ; Heaven’s Author of Eternal Life,
And it’s He alone who will sustain, believers through trial and pain.
Of the Judgment preached before, it may be at our Nation’s door,
Brought on by the darkness within, causing the nation to fall in sin,
Wickedness to be judged by God, Who has lifted up His Iron Rod,
Of Judgment that must and will fall, on every nation, big and small.
And our Hope which has endured, is one and only, Christ our Lord,
Who shall rescue believers from, all of the darkness that will come.
It is He who supplies us peace, that in darkened times will increase,
As Christ tends to all of His Own, through the Power of His Throne.
A throne that always was and is, God’s seat of Authority solely His,
With power to destroy evil foes, this every believer in Jesus knows,
And it’s God through His Power, that sustains us in the darker hour,
Protected by God’s Son, Jesus, are His Believers, every one of us.
Soon, God will destroy the night, through the presence of His Light,
And before that Christ will rescue, True Believers, both me and you,
From the darkest hour on the earth, when in Him we have New Birth,
That gives us strength in this life, as Believers wait for Jesus Christ.
(Copyright ©07/2009)
Visionaries
America was a dream.
America was a vision
Made by believers
Who made a decision
To break away from old mistakes
And start something new.
It did not come easy.
The believers were just a few.
But it only takes a few
To believe in what is right.
And so America started
But not without a fight.
It was about taxes
Just like it is today.
But instead of King George
It’s the politicos taking our pay.
So where do we stand now?
We’re in the same boat.
Slowly we are sinking.
We can’t stay afloat.
We need new believers
To take up the fight
And lead us with new vision
And true insight.
We are people of every color.
We are people of every creed.
We offered freedom
To people all in need.
But the politicos have turned us
One against the other
And ratcheted up the hate
In this land that is our mother.
America where’s your dream?
America where’s your vision?
Where are the believers to make a good decision?
They’ve gone to the Promised Land
And what do they see?
As they look upon us all
They see that we’re not free.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Teachable For God
Being teachable in God’s eyes, shall lead believers to be wise,
From instruction, read and heard, in the Truths of God’s Word,
God’s instruction we must heed, truly the believer’s daily need,
From The Eternal Word of God, to be lived in this day we trod.
In His wisdom we learn how, to apply instruction here and now,
Knowledge from God, we receive, when His Truths, we believe,
Gaining skill, in how to live, from the Truths the Scriptures give,
Growing from our initial salvation, as we heed God’s revelation.
To live wisely in a world of sin, believers need to use discipline,
Received knowledge of The Lord, as Truth must not be ignored,
But as believers in Jesus Christ, we must apply Truth to our life,
So as to walk in Godly Wisdom, living for His coming Kingdom.
Building a foundation to live by, must be anchored from on high,
As God’s knowledge we embrace, for living in this Age of Grace,
The fear of God, still is has part, in serving God with all our heart,
As Godly Wisdom, will truly begin, through a reverent fear of Him.
Our hearts with wisdom, God shall fill, when we submit to His Will,
Being led by His staff and rod, we’re filled with the Truths of God,
As believers listen and receive, to the Truths we know and believe,
Taught by His Holy Spirit within, we shall live a Godly Life for Him.
(Copyright ©07/2011)
If There's A God
If there's a God that God is for everybody and in every good person that God you will find
And if there's a God that God is not judgemental but understanding very wise and kind
The fundimentalists say that their God is a true God and those who pray to other Gods to false Gods pray
The true God than their God must be far kinder a far superior God in every way,
Some people who are spiritual as well as quite wise say there's only one God and that's the God within
And that God is ever kind and none judgemental and capable of forgiving even mortal sin
The God men wage war for is not a true God and many go to war in their God's name
A true God would not need them as worshippers war to a true God would be a thing of shame
If there's a God that God is a kind spirit and far greater than the God's we hear about
He even could embrace the non believers and give them the benefit of any doubt
The Gods we hear about they do seem cruel Gods so egotistical in their own way
An eye for an eye does seem for to appease them for everyone's life a true God respect would pay
And if there's a God that God is for all people unlike the God that humankind create
A God who believes on a fair go for all people and the only God we ought to celebrate.
poem by Francis Duggan
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D. J.
Im home, lost my job, and incurably ill
You think this is easy, realism
Ive got a girl out there, I suppose
I think shes dancing
Feel like dan dare lies down
I think shes dancing, what do I know?
I am a d.j., I am what I play
Cant turn around no, cant turn around, no, oh, ooh
I am a d.j., I am what I play
Cant turn around no, cant turn around, no, oh no
I am a d.j., I am what I play
I got believers (kiss-kiss)
Believing me, oh
One more, weekend, of lights and evening faces
Fast food, living nostalgia
Humble pie or bitter fruit
I am a d.j., I am what I play
Cant turn around no, cant turn around no, ooh
I am a d.j., I am what I say
Cant turn around no, cant turn around, ooh
I am a d.j., I am what I play
Ive got believers (kiss-kiss)
Believing me
I am a d.j., I am what I play
Cant turn around no, cant turn around
I am a d.j., I am what I play
Cant turn around no, cant turn around
I am a d.j., I am what I play
Can turn around no (kiss-kiss)
Time flies when youre having fun
Break his heart, break her heart
He used to be my boss and millions of puppet dancer
I am a d.j., and Ive got believers
Ive got believers
Ive got believers
Ive got believers in me
Ive got believers
I am a d.j., I am what I play
I am a d.j.
song performed by by David Bowie
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True Believers
Stuck inside my harvard box
Behind the door the bauhaus locked
Im wrestling with a new ideal
Im working out the way I feel
I just came back from cultureburg
Where I tried to learn the painted word
People there were so convinced
Its kept me thinking ever since
Crazy, but true
I want to believe like you
Come with me, the teacher said
No side-to-side, look straight ahead
cause if you want true confidence
Youd best forget your common sense.
Go find yourself a point of view
And if you need some help to choose
Just dance the dance named after me
If you believe then you will see
Crazy, but true
Now I believe in you
There was a time
When we could make head nor tail of the story
Now its sublime
And were not afraid anymore
cause were all
True believers
Solo.
So tell me its true
I want to believe in you
Crazy, but true
I want to believe in you
Blind faith makes such strange demands
Sometimes a think Ill never understand
Answers on a postcard, please
Id like to know what you believe
True believers ...
Are you
A true believer
(I wanna believe in you)
song performed by by Level 42
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Expected Change
Only God above changes hearts; The One behind as one departs,
From a life that is filled with in sin, when God’s Spirit, lives within,
But, many have only a head belief, and from sin there is no relief,
From their present sinful life, not personally knowing Jesus Christ.
They just struggle day and hour, never sensing The Spirit’s power,
Acknowledging Truth as they hear it, but, not indwelt by The Spirit,
God’s Holy Spirit sent to men, but, only when they are Born Again,
Born of God from Heaven above, by God’s Spirit Christ spoke of.
Many men acknowledge The Lord, but day by day God is ignored,
Living every day, on their own, ignoring Authority of God’s Throne,
God’s Power, that changes a life, who truly comes to Jesus Christ,
God’s Authority to make one whole, as the Spirit indwells that soul.
So professed believers do stumble, as their heart was not humble,
When they professed knowledge of, our Lord God reigning above,
With their present spirit of pride, God’s Holy Spirit wouldn’t reside,
In the heart of the professing soul, so in life they’ll continue to fall.
A Truth that comes with Salvation, is God’s Work of Regeneration,
As God’s Spirit changes everyone, who truly comes to God’s Son,
Change that Scripture makes clear, that in each believer will appear,
But, if change you do not see, you may not know Christ personally.
Approval of Men
Praise from men, one may desire, but, honoring God is much higher,
As we honor God in all our ways, while lifting up to Him all our praise,
The praise of men can be a snare, so as believers we must be aware,
Of Satan’s dark deceptive ploy, in diverting our focus to rob our joy.
As true believers serving our Lord, we must serve Him in one accord,
With all honor and praise due to Him, Who freed us from a life of sin.
For all we are and all that we’ll be, is a praise to Him, who set us free,
As God has given to us a New Life, to praise and honor Jesus Christ.
All of our service is for God’s Son, Who alone gives life to everyone,
Christ alone dispenses every gift, which Satan himself desires to sift,
Wanting to sift believers like wheat, as the devil plans for their defeat,
As The Body he attempts to destroy, with the individual believer’s joy.
Satan gets us to put humility aside, as he begins to stroke your pride,
As he twists our innermost thought, temptation in our mind is wrought,
Wanting us to heed temptation’s call, so that he can see believers fall,
Hoping that you will fall from grace, while for Christ, you’re in the race.
It is not man, but, Jesus Christ alone, Who sits upon Heaven’s Throne,
And it’s to Christ that we must raise, all of our honor and all our praise,
Recognizing that we’re all the same, simple sinners saved in His name,
As it’s Christ alone in whom we trust, while all others will return to dust.
(Copyright ©04/2010)
Doors of Opportunity
Opportunities are given to those, believers, who the Lord has chose,
To share God’s Truth with the world, Truth every believer must herald.
We’re to be ready all of the time, even if there is no reason or rhyme,
To seize all God given opportunity, to direct men’s minds to Eternity.
Our time upon earth is brief for sure, so we need to enter every door,
Which is opened by the hand of God, as we’re lead by staff and rod,
While walking in faith, not only by sight, to be a Witness of His Light,
Being lead in a true spiritual sense, and mindful of God’s providence.
God’s providence truly paves the way, as we live our life, day to day,
Knowing that we’re in God’s will, His desire in believers, God shall fill,
Being kept every day by His Grace, as God guides us place to place,
To reach upon the earth everyone, with the Good News of God’s Son.
We must be mindful of the fact; God has given to us what we lacked,
As men before we came to believe, with the Spiritual gifts we receive,
Supplying to us what God needs, so that we can sow spiritual seeds,
This as we witness while in this life, sowing all seeds for Jesus Christ.
God may simply be watering those, seeds that another believer sows,
While His Spirit moves upon a heart, as believers simply do their part,
By seizing opportunities every day, as He opens doors along the way,
Daily opportunities God will afford, to those who witness for our Lord.
(Copyright ©06/2009)
Hunger
A hungered world was eating
all that God had laid before
both sinners and believers
and sad strangers on the shore.
A hungered word was spoken
a mix of greed and pain
by both sinners and believers
who would not speak again.
I listened to Mandela
i sang songs with grey Geldof
declaimed 'you too' with Bono
watched all that Live Aid stuff.
I looked at the world leaders
like Bush, Chirac and Blair
then looked at all those pop stars
and wondered why they're there.
What has happened to our conscience?
what's become of our ideals?
when the votes in our democracies
are to the music charts less real?
Could it be that when we're voting
our own self-interest
sidelines those big issues
that would really serve us best?
poem by David Keig
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Writer's gift
The flow of ink in the writer’s pen
The flow of thoughts in the writer’s mind
A golden thread joining the sweet words
An enduring garland fresh with thoughts
A precious gem, worthier than gold
An epic in itself, the writer’s gift
No word is spoken, yet the tale is told
His mind speaks, his heart speaks
He blows life in each of his creation
The verses breath, the verses speak
The writer dies, yet the verses live
poem by Kavitha Krishnamurthy
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Verses Wrought
I do not know just how or when, God will send something to my pen,
From something that's on my heart, a thought God desires to impart,
Throughout my day, just as I go, thoughts from above seem to flow,
While I begin with simply a thought, by The Spirit verses are wrought.
It is The Lord God, Who blesses me, with these verses, that you see,
As these words that I pass along; the credit for all, does truly belong,
To The Lord God, Who reigns above, inspiring the verses, I speak of,
These very words, which I pen, that God has me share with other men.
God pens verses from my prose, through ways only The Spirit knows,
This when God's Spirit is inclined, to guide these thoughts in my mind,
In ways which only The Spirit can, as my Lord fills just an ordinary pen,
God blessing me, with His choice, to use my pen, instead of my voice.
Blessings, I hope to pass your way, with verses, on what I have to say,
As The Lord moves upon my heart, regarding thoughts I wish to impart,
From my thoughts God takes words, and He compiles them into verse,
Through ways that only God can do, so that I may share them with you.
Sharing with many through my life, the Truth and Grace of Jesus Christ,
Sharing Truths, you may have heard, that you find in God's Holy Word,
And Grace, which God bestows on us, when we follow The Lord Jesus,
All this as my Savior blesses me, while He guides me home to Eternity.
Poetical Injustice,
Poetical Injustice,
They say poetry is all the feign verses,
It's a lie,
A big lie,
Poetry liers and false prophets,
To write false feigned verses,
Maybe like poetic injustice,
The vices I hate,
Hate poems,
Never knew anything about optimism,
Poetical blasphemies,
The false samaritan,
The Jezebel,
I saw her here,
Telling me,
Poet is the lie,
This is a Blasphemy,
Poet came from the true prophets,
The Saint's of these verses,
Words are life,
To speak Poetry in parables solved the mystery,
Poetry in parables, ?
What was it's meaning, ?
It was written,
All about truths and lies,
Eventually written,
Now I see,
Poetry is the Euphony,
The enigma,
The Spirit of Realism,
Nihilism, all the diction,
Poetical Justice,
Taste's like a web on all hall that never fade or fake,
But increase with depth,
Depth of realness, Poetical analysis,
Lyrical genius,
Poetical liers got to end,
Tell the Stars all about these,
For my message will go everwhere.
poem by Maxim Muyu
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If My Verses Had The Wings
Songs as sweet as summer brings,
To your flowery lawn should fly
If my verses had the wings—
Wings of birds that haunt the sky.
Like the spark that upward springs,
They would seek your smiling hearth,
If my verses had the wings—
Wings such as a spirth hath.
Near you, close as ivy clings,
They would dwell by night and day
If my verses had the wings—
Wings like love to speed the way.
poem by Victor Hugo
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Outta Here
Very soon we’ll be outta here, as Christ’s Return draws near,
When God lifts us into the sky, true believers, like you and I,
As The Lord raptures all of us, to see our Lord, Christ Jesus,
But, within His time and His plan, not a time devised by man.
The Rapture is God’s Truth, One Thessalonians, is our proof,
Truth, revealed to Paul by Christ, a time we enter Eternal Life,
With His words we’re to comfort, believers about the trumpet,
As we stay fixed on The Lord, men’s words are to be ignored.
Man’s careless predictions can, deter the belief of some men.
Where is Christ’s Coming, they jeer, as His Return draws near,
But, His Truth is forever true, a Blessed Hope, of me and you,
Hope that is not hindered by man, for it is God’s inerrant plan.
God’s Word is flawless friend, a Truth we can trust to the end,
His Word is above man’s ways, only God deserves our praise,
His thoughts are higher than ours, and man’s thoughts He bars,
From association with His Word, when errant ideas are inferred.
In The Blessed Hope be assured, words to Paul from our Lord,
All of the flawed views of men, the Lord our God will condemn;
Believers today can be sure, in God’s Word, flawless and pure,
To be taken from the ground, when we hear that trumpet sound.
God’s Peace
There is a peace available, in troubled times, but not to all,
A peace available all the time, greater than peace of mind,
And this peace goes everywhere, to handle every tiny care,
But it has no limits to, the problems it can see you through.
The peace that I’m speaking of, will only come from above,
Peace God gives to His own, flowing down from His throne,
The peace of God all receive, when by faith they do believe,
The Gospel Truth of His Son, Christ, who died for everyone.
Though He died, now He lives, as this peace to us He gives,
Sent to believers in this life, to shelter them from daily strife,
The Holy Spirit is God’s agent, in whom God’s peace is sent,
The Spirit is our true comforter, giving us peace in trials sore.
This peace for us is secured, by the work done by The Lord,
And the only part left for us, is to place in The Lord our trust,
Then with a loving nod, Christ sends to us the peace of God,
A peace into a believer’s heart, that from God will not depart.
Peace always there for those, keeping eyes on He who rose,
Who gave to them a new life, centered in the peace of Christ,
This as that believer lives, through the Spirit that Christ gives,
Providing them God’s peace, in their heart that will not cease.
(Copyright ©02/2008)
God Bestows A Martyr’s Crown
God bestows many crowns
upon faithful discrete servants
in heaven herald highest worn
is prestigious martyr’s crown
servants who willing laid down
their precious witness life blood
earned in peaceful protest divine
against any corruptible depraved
evil on earth detestable practices
win right to heaven worn crown
five crowns be choices in heaven
five crowns rewards for believers
at Judgement Seat of Jesus Christ
believers earned in earthly bodies
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Ministry of The Holy Spirit
My wife was sanctified and set apart through The Spirit in her heart,
And from my wife's tender heart, to me words of Life she did impart.
Such is the work of The Holy Spirit, sent by God from the very start,
To go throughout the world around us changing every yielding heart.
God uses men to share the Gospel through the ministry of The Spirit,
Believers are to share God's Word with every heart that will hear it.
Death's inevitable for all Believers but with Hope we don't fear it,
For Believers are sealed for Eternity by the indwelling Holy Spirit.
Jesus commissioned all Believers to spread His Word to all the earth,
Our mission is to lead men out of darkness to the Light of New Birth.
And as sinners to the cross, we bring nothing of any eternal worth,
But the price has been paid fully by the creator of the entire earth.
The Age of Grace is almost over and Almighty God will not be ignored,
When this Age is over all who remain will enter The Day of The Lord.
For vengeance is The Lord's only and for this day His Wrath is stored,
And that day will not end until on all the evil His Wrath is poured.
Until the end we need to preach to every tribe, tongue and nation,
For Jesus is still at the door offering to all His Eternal Salvation.
For all who are found in Christ Jesus will not face any condemnation,
Instead our lowly bodies will be transformed into His Glorification.
The Darkest Night
Darker days will soon be before us, even for those with Godly trust,
As all the evil of sin gets stronger, peace may not last much longer.
Peace is found in different ways, as men live out these darker days,
A peace that is fragile at its best, with many hearts filled with unrest.
The economy by some is lauded, even to the point of being exalted,
As a stable foundation for some, when those darker times do come.
It is a peace that many can’t see; in the sphere we call the economy,
As soon as markets begin a fall, they find they have no peace at all.
Some applaud their native land, and on their roots they take a stand,
Leaning on that foundation of family, to become all that they can be.
Seeking a sense of accomplishment, where in life they’ve been sent,
Deriving peace from circumstance, living this life as one big chance.
Many live for the here and now, not to concerned about why or how,
Simply living how they deem right, apart from God’s Truth and Light.
But as trials befall some in life, they make it through in Jesus Christ,
While the others bear trials alone, knowing not, who’s on the Throne.
As real darkness falls my friend; darkness associated with the End,
Only those believers in God, will be spared the darkness of His rod,
A darkness you can be assured, will overwhelm all without The Lord,
When God turns the darkest night, for all believers into Eternal Light.
(Copyright ©01/2008)