Priestly Politics
These political manipulators
Will make you sick in the stomach
Dressed like holy alligators
Their selfish greed is a fact.
They've ruled and deceived my country
Dictated their whims and plans
Held our leaders like puppetry
Holding control with vile hands.
In robes of disgusting piety
They would sit like kings with masks
Snakes that crawl politically
I hope God will take them to task.
I pray millstones and huge boulders
Be tied to their necks, let them drown
Eternity will expose these pretenders
I hope they reap what they have sown!
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Unseeing Eyes
Why can't men with eyes see, the future ahead for you and me?
This country's near future at hand, within an ever darkening land,
In a land that avoids all light, supporting evil and wrong as right,
Being swayed by leaders who lie, a given fact, you cannot deny.
Is this why many souls today, are being led down a darker way?
Being led by the spiritually blind, while leaving all morals behind,
Blindly being taken down a path, that leads to judgment's wrath,
As they continue ignoring signs, following dark political designs.
Forgetting God, over this land, leaders now take a darker stand,
Defying The God, over this nation, ignoring His Holy Revelation,
Following ways of an amoral few, forgetting all most of us knew,
As they defy God ruling above, going to what they know little of.
Those following with unseeing eyes, will only see a total demise,
Of political plans and fabrication; hope and change, for a nation,
As with change darkness abounds, while hopelessness resounds,
While only darkness is wrought, by hope and change they sought.
Their eyes can see nothing friend, about Truth and upcoming end,
Of darkened leaders political bent, and Gods' righteous judgment,
But friend every eye shall see, the coming of The Lord of Eternity,
Ending all of those political lies, while all leaders see their demise.
(Copyright ©07/2012)
Empty Hope
Our hope in anything, other than, God above can be foiled by men,
As man’s ways are frustrated by, the Lord God, who reigns on high.
Man’s plans are apart from Him, base on sinful man’s secular whim,
With no acknowledgment of the Lord, while God’s ways go ignored.
By vain philosophy man is soiled, and all plans are empty and void,
Speaking on ways to lofty for him, man’s plans are tainted from sin,
Making promises they can’t keep; only regret the followers will reap,
Seducing many far from the plan, which God had instituted for man.
Man’s hope is authored by fools, creating for men outrageous rules,
Rules that really sway man’s heart, as from God, these fools depart,
Talking to all those who believed, men that too have been deceived,
Following a political wink and nod, while they also depart from God.
Little do all their followers know, they’re following God’s eternal foe,
Satan himself, that father of lies, using his deceptive political guise,
Gathering souls, both left and right, to sway many into eternal night,
Headed for God’s Judgment ahead, by Satan, these souls are lead.
The hope in man will never last, and in the fire that hope will be cast,
All of man’s hope apart from God, when Christ reigns with Iron Rod.
As He brings with Him all of those, who believed in Christ who rose,
To bring a Hope others can’t see, The Hope in God through Eternity.
(Copyright ©04/2009)
Only Hope
Theres a sun thats inside of my soul
Its the one that I've tried to light over and over again
I will wake in the end then it goes
Will you sing to me over and over and over again
So I lay my head back down
And I lift my hands and pray
To be only yours I pray to be only yours
I know now your my only hope
Sing to me the song of the stars of your galaxies and singing laughing and laughing again
When it feels like my dreamz are so far
Sing to me of the plans that you have for me over again
So I lay my head back down
And I lift my hands and pray
To be only yours I pray to be only yours
I know now your my only hope
I'm give you my destiny
I'm giving you part of me
I want your sympathy
Singing in all that I am
At the top of my life
I'm giving it all I have
So I lay my head back down
And I lift my hands and pray
To be only yours I pray to be only yours
I pray to be only yours
I know now your my only hope
song performed by by Mandy Moore from A Walk To Remember Soundtrack
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Only Hope
There's a song that's inside of my soul
It's the one that I've tried to write over and over again
I'm awake in the infinite cold
Would you sing to me over and over and over again?
So I lay my head back down
And I lift my hands and pray to be only yours
I pray to be only yours
I know now you're my only hope
Sing to me the song of the stars
Of your galaxy dancing and laughing, you're laughing again
When it feels like my dreams are so far
Sing to me of the plans that you have for me over again
So I lay my head back down
And I lift my hands and pray to be only yours
I pray to be only yours
I know now you're my only hope
I gave you my apathy
I'm giving you all of me
I want your symphony
Singing in all that I am
At the top of my lungs
I'm giving it back
So I lay my head back down
And I lift my hands and pray to be only yours
I pray to be only yours
I know now you're my only hope
song performed by by Switchfoot
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Hope
You want to go out Friday
And you want to go forever.
You know that it sounds childish
That you've dreamt of alligators.
You hope that we are all with you
And you hope that you're recognized
You want to go forever
You see it in my eyes.
I'm lost in the confusion
And it doesn't seem to matter
You really can't believe it
And you hope it's getting better.
You want to trust the doctors
Their procedure is the best
But the last try was a failure
And the intern was a mess.
They did the same to Matthew
And he bled 'til Sunday night
They're saying don't be frightened
But you're weakened by the sight of it
You lock into a pattern
And you know that it's the last ditch
You're trying to see through it
And it doesn't make sense
But they're saying don't be frightened
And they're killing alligators
And they're hog-tied
And accepting of the struggle
You want to trust religion
And you know it's allegory
But the people who are followers
Have written their own story.
So you look up to the heavens
And you hope that it's a spaceship
And it's something from your childhood
Your thinking don't be frightened
You want to climb the ladder
You want to see forever
You want to go out Friday
And you want to go forever.
And you want to cross your DNA
To cross your DNA with something reptile.
And you're questioning the sciences
And questioning religion
You're looking like an idiot
And you no longer care.
And you want to bridge the schism
song performed by by R.E.M. from Up
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Hypocrisy
What plastic rules and feeble doctrine
Props you up in perceived authority?
All the while you live in ugly Sin
Mock God with your blatant Idolatry?
Self-righteous in your clergy gowns
But hidden there is fake piety
In all pretense you do vow down
To stone in worship Hypocrisy!
Dressed in your robes in grandeur
Souls fiery in hell and decay
Eyes laced in greed, for wealth adore
The devil laughs as you kneel to pray!
Go away with your worthless rituals
Dumb beads and endless sacraments!
Like a coin your face is a sick betrayal
Of what the Truth and Wisdom meant.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Were There Hope
I was never in a league of noble gentlemen
To whom she'd cast polite and flitting smiles,
Only distant hope and dying dreams for me!
Or perhaps descent into a game of wiles
To give a chance of sipping wine on heady nights
With her angelic presence to declare;
Above, an aura playing out hypnotic hues,
And I in awe of blonde cascades of hair.
But no! my tiring soul is sinking in a mire
To haunt me for an age and evermore, for
How could I expect to hold her silken hand
When I am but a soulless ghost of yore?
Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009
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Hope hope hope hope hope hope?
Hope hope hope hope hope?
Hope, hope?
Hope?
Never
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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What is Greed?
Greed is black in color.
It is selfish in every aspect.
It is normally one sided in nature.
It's glory is only for a moment.
It is like a deflating balloon.
It eventually catches up, watch.
Greed is dark.
It thinks only of itself.
It is very imbalanced.
It's happiness is fleeting.
It gets real small in size.
The seeds sown will soon reap a harvest.
poem by Jeanette Telusma Herbert
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Reaper
They say you reap what you sow
I reaped I sown
Call me a failure
Call me a hero
For I am both
Yet not either
I sown hope
I reaped despair
I sown love
I reaped hate
I sown joy
I reaped sorrow
I sown peace
I reaped war
So what do you see
A failure
A hero
When I look at the fractured mirror
I see me the grim reaper
poem by Patrick Tincher
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With Nothing From Their Greed To Learn
There are those,
Holding onto false hope...
The days of their materialistic ways,
Will return.
With nothing from their greed to learn.
And sad they are who pray to God...
On bended knees,
Pleading...
For opportunities,
To feed their selfish needs.
And demanding with a faith that's fake...
As if God is just 'there'
To deliver and please!
As if God is 'not' the Creator.
An 'entity' absent of thought.
Without knowledge of their misdeeds.
The Almighty knows...
Everything on this Earth that is done.
No matter if 'we' decide...
To open or close our eyes!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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America is a country ready to be taken, in fact, longing to be taken by political leaders ready to restore democracy and trust to the political process.
quote by Arianna Huffington
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Whose Country Is This?
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of snakes;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of many waters;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of thieves! !
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of people;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of oil;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of earthquakes!
Whose country is this?
it is a land full of lovers;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of volcanoes!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of beautiful flowers;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of hansome men;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of beautiful women;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of roses;
Whose country is this?
it is a land ruled only by men;
Whose country is this?
It is a land without rainfall;
Whose country is this?
It is a land ruled by a woman;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of corruption!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of pirates! !
Whose country is this?
It is a land ruled by law;
Whose country is this?
It is a land controlled by rebels!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of ice;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of pregnant women;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of the sins of Sodom and Gomorrah!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of singers;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of troubles;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of war! !
Whose country is this?
It is a land with the biggest cemetery in the wolrd!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of desert;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of trees;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of pregnant teenagers!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of timber;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of hatred;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of love;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of care;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of peace;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of smokers!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of businesses;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of harlots;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of wise people;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of idiots!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of gold;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of cocoa;
Whose country is this?
It is a alnd full of crabs;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of evil;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of rainfalls;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of ants;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of horses;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of pigs;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of statues;
Whose country is this?
it is a land full of birds;
And so on, and so forth!
Because nature had made them so as we see them around us,
But the wise and fool live together on this earth.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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What Hope Can Do.
Hope....
Hope......
Hope is what strives you to be the best that you can.
Hope is what helps you hold on.
Hope is what makes you feel there could be a possibility that everything can work out for the better.
Hope is what you can make it be.
Hope is magical.
Hope is fantastic.
Hope is beautiful.
Hope is everything.
Hope is sweet.
Hope is there for you.
Hope is there for friends.
Hope is there for family.
Hope is there for loved ones.
Hope is there for everybody..........
By Billy Aston - Wright
poem by Billy AstonWright
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Lover's Prayer
For love
For life and eternity
This is my prayer
I pray that our love
Is more than enough
To weather the storm
I pray that you're strong
The nights that I'm gone
And you're home alone
I pray you'll forgive
Whateva I did
That brought you the tears
I pray here right now
As I make this vow
We last through the years
Lover's prayer
When I get down on my knees at night
Lover's prayer
I pray God we gonna be alright
Lover's prayer
With my head down and my hands up high
How I hope he will answer my
Lover's prayer
I pray that the sun
Continues to shine
With all that you do
No matter the bad
No matter how low
you'll make it through
I pray that I'm there
Whateve you want whateva you need
I pray that your heart
Carries apart
song performed by by Joe from Better Days
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Let My People Go!
Vile corruption!
You're so entrenched
In power tendrils
Your tentacles have tied Justice
And strangled Freedom so-
Let my people go!
Callous Greed!
You bleed my country dry
Of Her people's wages
And make them slaves
You think we do not know?
Let my people go!
Plastic Religion!
Your hypocrisy blinds
Deceives my countrymen
With your lifeless images
Empty rites and traditions
Falsehood in robes!
Evil's gone so low -
Let my people go!
Your chains have bled our wrists, our lips
But this pen writes
It will not dry
In silence cowered
Nor fear cold bars
And prison walls
The ink will flow -
Let my people go!
M ay 15,2009 Tarlac City Philippines
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Lying Foxes
1950, Quebec
At the age of twelve he believed all they said
Those sly thieves in robes of false piety
Although some of them now may be dead
They destroyed his views with hypocrisy.
As a boy in that Catholic boarding school
He had trusted the priests were pure, holy
But these foxes had made them into little fools
Deceived into thinking they were giving to charity.
The priests sold them cards of some Chinese children
Saying that these were in dire need of Baptism
His donations could help the lost and forsaken
But they've not been in that land of Communism.
That little choir boy wholeheartedly trusting
Was an easy prey for those priests who deceived
They ruined his faith and now he's forsaking
Even God on whom he must truly believe.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Faith, Hope and Love
With faith, hope and love, let us we pray.
We believe in this new union today,
And hope that it will always display
Mutual love, respect and equal say.
There’ll be highs and lows in future years.
Many smiles though a few tears.
A wondrous future there’ll always be
If faith, hope and love are family.
Through tribulations this union will need
To be placed ahead of self wants and greed.
At times success will need a healthy shove
From large daily doses of faith, hope and love.
This union’s endurance for eternity
Depends on putting “you” in place of “me”.
And each day of every year
To say, “I love you, my dear.”
Faith, hope and love will then live
As constant companions to give and give.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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I Am Not Your (Capital) 'Y'! ! !
Sick is sick! ! !
And plans are plans
Laying here in the warmth of my husband
Trying very hard to understand! ! !
Where do you come off, anyway?
Your schemes-delusions of a manic mind!
I love my husband in bed and out...
Do you need it-any better defined? !
And if i wasn't married
I wouldn't be looking for someone rude & crude
Besides, know about your devious plans
W & B and you know-the whole darn crew! ! !
So 'Y' not just dropp the 'Y'?
Because it does not represent me! ! !
Have no interest in manic-criminal pornographers
Is that so difficult to see?
Your mental illness and greed has taken its toll
You make me and my heart so very sick
You and your groups con games are the lowest of the low! ! ! !
Do not understand what makes you all tick!
I'm leaving you with these words-
I wear my ring because of the real love my husband & i share
What may have been on pause for a mere moment-
Is on full and filled to the brim with tender loving care! ! !
May i recommend you read a previous poem:
(((Damage Control))) (From his mouth to God's ears)
poem by Theodora Onken
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A Larger Plan
You set your mind and your heart, on your goal right from the start.
You then begin to plan a course, consulting every available source.
As you plan for hopes and needs, you also plant a few extra seeds,
Placing just a few irons in the fire, and this plan’s for a future desire.
However, you can never be quite sure, just which plans will endure,
Or which plans made in this life, could lead you into unknown strife.
When you fall into times of strife, God’s Plan creates a peaceful life.
So as you choose to plan ahead, be sure you seek His Plan instead.
Times change; we know not why, and some dreams will tend to die.
Even when your directions change, real Hope will remain the same.
What truly never dies is real hope, the staying force helps you cope,
Helps you cope in changing times, when your plans are misaligned.
This is the Hope from up above, which changes lives by God’s Love.
Our Blessed Hope in Jesus Christ, is the stabilizing force in this life.
Friend, the only hope that will endure, is the Hope in Christ our Lord.
He extends beyond an earthly hope, expanding to an eternal scope.
You can make your plans my friend, but God directs them in the end,
For The Lord God has a larger plan, and wants to include every man.
But you my friend must do your part, and have a real change of heart,
Then when real change does come, you’ll be in Eternity with His Son.
(Copyright ©10/2005)
Exhaustion
it is now 9 o'clock in the evening
and here i am driving this maroon car
back home alone
on a three-hour lecture one gets
exhausted somehow
i feel the bones clinging
each to each like being held by
some pieces of strings
some may fall away but i held
up to some hope of a cartilage
and muscle and skin
for a wrapping
it is raining hard again
and the night is as dark as ever
the street lamps are off
another blackout happens
as often as this place is
poverty stricken and infested
with political leaders with
nothing in mind but how
to amass more wealth
for themselves and
their kin and relatives
i have always been a teacher
and perhaps will always be
a thinker forever
trying to figure things
how this country may have
a stable name
a stronger sense of
a confident self
plain thoughts,
political theories and some
speculations for economic
possibilities
some questions roaming
and still without any hint
of an answer
i talk to myself again
this country will always be poor
because its leaders are making it so
these people will always be duped
because they remain gullible
this country has nowhere to go
like the boat of the El Filibusterismo
it will simply rotate and collide
with the whirpools of its nighmares
arriving at the ports of nothing
the rain stopped and i am now
at the red gate of an old house
the bushes wantonly growing
stretching their brances
to a dark sky
the gate opens and profuse
light comes out from an
opening
a brown dog comes out
and barks announcing the
arrival of a very tired master
it is I, this political professor
coming out from a worn-out car
and this is my house
infested with worms slowly eating
every part every wood
this house needs another year
for it to finally fall
my wife comes out from
her room and kisses me
and she asks ' how about dinner? '
' i am not hungry, all i need is sleep' i said
with my shoes on
i lay in bed. My eyes close. I like to dream
about God.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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