Annemarie
Yahweh came down upon Mount Sinai and,
The ten Commandments were given to us;
But, how many of us are with the Book of the Covenant?
Of a Black Family in the White House,
Of a White Family in the Black House,
Of the longsuffering and abounding in righteousness and truth;
But be very careful not to throw a bomb into the market place,
Because it may also kill your friends and your relatives.
May your house be like the house of Perez and,
May Yahweh be celebrated in Israyl! !
For your bombs have killed many without a clue.
Annemarie, do learn from the secret codes of this world;
And do grow in love always than hate.
Also, tell your friend Yahash about the truth and shed no blood!
But try to repay evil with mercy and hatred with love.
Blessed be your wise counsel to others and,
Live a humble life to enhance the beauty of this earth;
And go to the wilderness of Paran for your teachings.
Of Eth-baal, Eth-el and Beth-el;
Learn the purpose of life to learn better than others,
For the meaning of life is always around you with peace.
Annemarie, there are various forms of philosophies to decieve many;
But look deeper into life itself to gain the wisdom needed,
For many are callled but few are chosen.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Wasila
Of your life for his life,
Of your life for her life,
Of your life for my life,
Of my life for your life,
But this place is used for a latrine;
So come up with a different plan on this issue.
You are in the House of Baal and,
I am in the House of Yahweh;
You are in the House of Beth-El and,
I am still in the House of Yahweh;
So come up with a different plan on this issue.
Wasila, are you of the same mind with me?
Then try to be yourself at all times to learn from others;
Because, Yahweh has shorten the borders of Israyl.
Such is life and we have to learn always,
Such is the muse and we have to keep on moving;
For the tides of life do change at all times.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Yahu
To be served like a monkey and to be saved like money,
With the woes of life around us always;
But he split the wood for the burnt offering of love and,
She took a veil to cover her face.
Yahu, this sacrifice should be eaten inside one house;
For the worst hailstorm is about to come.
To be seerved like a monkey and to be saved like money,
But life is like living 430 years in the land of Egypt;
Where one learns through the slavery days of the muse that there was.
It was in the 'House of God (Beth-El) ' which was,
Very different from the 'House of Yahweh (Bayit Yahweh):
But there we have to learn from the difference to gain wisdom.
'Bayit Yahweh'! For there we got the truth of life to carry on;
And of the sacrifice which was to be eaten inside one house.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Break The Arms
Bulls of Bashan,
I have seen many thingsntoday!
So, save me from the lion's mouth;
And like your love in the bush of peace.
You have taught me many things;
And like a bridegroom from his canopy,
But my voice will be heard today, because of your love.
With many tears,
With many ears,
With many fears,
With many wears,
With many dears,
With many bears,
With many gears,
With many spears,
And like going out and coming in with the muse of love;
But, he who hears my song is like she who is nearer to your house,
For, you have taught me many things.
I am drawn to you because of love,
And like the beds of the seas and the apples of your eyes! !
But, the truth is for free.
Break the arms of the evil one!
For, the wonderful inheritance is near;
But, trust in Yahweh for He is true;
And like the beds of the seas and the apples of your eyes,
For, you have taught me many things.
Yellow and blue equals to green,
Yellow and red equals to orange,
Red and blue equals to black,
But we don't need signs to believe in your muse;
So, do offer the sacrifice of righteousness to all around.
Of mercy and justice,
Maditate on the laws day and night;
For, a picture at hand is worth more than thousands of words.
Why is the world like this? !
But, let the field be joyful;
And always seve Yahweh to glorify His Name.
Time is passing by,
And we don't need signs to believe in your muse;
For, she is crying now! But, time will tell.
Learn the laws of peace,
Learn the laws of love,
And try to call on the family's home of the righteous always;
For, the odds of life are always seen around us.
Where is Satan? ! !
Maybe, she's standing around you;
Where is Satan? ! !
Maybe, he is standing around you;
Where is Satan? ! !
Maybe, he or she is among us!
But, the trumpet is now sounded and, how many of us are now ready for the battle?
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Be Very Patient
Be very patient,
The potter's clay;
Be very wise,
The writer's pen;
Be very useful,
Of the muse of life with a living hope;
Let your yes be yes and your no be no.
Life is like the patience of Iyyob,
So abstain from fleshly lust;
Like the days of our visitations on this earth.
Sarah obeyed Abraham,
Like the sea and the seashore;
So established are the two witnesses.
Oh womb, womb, womb!
Oh bomb, bomb, bpomb! !
Oh tomb, tomb, tomb! ! !
Be very patient in this life.
Womb. bomb, tomb;
The womb is opened.
Womb, bomb, tomb;
The earth is defiled.
Womb, bomb, tomb;
The time of trouble on this earth with our muses.
Our bombs will shake the heavens,
And our sins will led us to our tombs;
As it is written in the Book Of Life like,
A child born today from the womb.
We came out of the womb and,
Many of us will be killed by the bombs! !
Which will finally send us into the tombs.
Read about the facts,
Learn about the truth,
Our days of darkness from the womb!
We came out of the womb and,
Are destroying the world with our bombs;
Soon, we will be buried in the tombs!
Womb, bomb, tomb;
Be very patient on this earth without hatred.
Lets be each others keeper,
Lets learn for the truth of all things;
Our days on this earth is still very short.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Learn
when broken
learn
when happy
learn
when bored
learn
when you float and does not know what to do
learn just the same
when filled with idealism
learn
when fed with what you cannot swallow
learn again
when the times get rough and you want to kill yourself
learn, learn, learn
you still have many things to learn
faces of life
bodies of life
learn, learn, learn everything
do not surrender
for in truth, you do not do what you only want
you will also do what you are told to do
no questions asked
or you will be left out
or you will be not a part of the picture
this life
learn, learn, learn, always learn
do not surrender
live, learn, live, learn
you will soon do all that others will tell you
learn, learn and learn again
and sooner you will have learned everything
and then do what you want to do
with firm conviction
you know now what is right
and that is what you will do,
now without even being told
you have become yourself
but still learn, learn, and learn again
because
you might be wrong,
try thinking some more, learn
relearn, learn, learn, learn, forevermore....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Help Others
He is my father,
She is my mother,
He is my brother,
She is my sister;
But, you are a beautiful lady and,
He is a handsome man.
Life is full of surprises! !
But, there is much hatred in the world today;
However, do all the best that you can to help others.
Don't throw a bomb into the market place and think that you are free!
Because, this very bomb blast will also kill your friends and relatives as well;
But play the beat of love and let me dance! !
For, it is better to live in peace with each other on this earth than the bullets of war.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Black House On The Corner
I passed by that house everday,
wondering what lurked inside of it,
was their some kind of ancient evil inside,
or a normal family that we never saw,
a house of macarbe,
it was painted black like the devil's sin,
it was surrouned by devilish-looking,
figures that stood outside on the line,
was also surrounded by a black pointed fence,
rumors of the devil himself living there,
the devil in the flesh,
satan living on my street corner,
The black house on the corner,
can't you see it,
you must walk past it everyday to,
dosen't your mind wander,
when you walk by The black house,
don't you to know what lays inside of the house,
maybe a ton of dead bodies under the floor boards,
a madman butcherd up his family,
could that be true,
or are our young minds racing again,
with impure and insane thoughts about,
who or what lives in the black house on the corner,
the black house,
painted with the devil's sin,
We were told to stay away from the black house,
that so many evils lived inside of it,
but us being kids we didn't want to live,
we wanted to see what was inside of the black house on the corner,
But we are to afraid to go forward,
we are to afraid to step through the gate,
and walk up the beaten path to the door bell,
it looks so old and so evil,
The black house on the corner,
we shall never know what evilness,
or what macabre force resides within,
the black house on the corner,
whatever you do,
don't go into the black house on the corner,
stay away from,
the black house on the corner,
it holds so many evils,
the black house on the corner,
poem by Robert Rumery
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Neequaye
Of the sorcerers and the magicians of Egypt,
Of the sorcerers and the magicians of the world;
Neequaye, it will be according to your words and works.
You must not show partiality in judgement and,
Turn to Yahweh for wisdom at all times to move on;
For there is no where else to run to.
Neequaye, i am delivered by Yahweh from all harm;
And, you have to learn from His laws too.
Like life in the Arabah and what we see around us,
Like the guidiance of peace and love,
Like the ways of man's adventures to gain all things,
For i am here to guide you on;
Because, blood defiles you and the land on which you live.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Houses
1898 -- A Song of the Dominions
'Twixt my house and thy house the pathway is broad,
In thy house or my house is half the world's hoard;
By my house and thy house hangs all the world's fate,
On thy house and my house lies half the world's hate.
For my house and thy house no help shall we find
Save thy house and my house -- kin cleaving to kind;
If my house be taken, thine tumbleth anon.
If thy house be forfeit, mine followeth soon.
'Twixt my house and thy house what talk can there be
Of headship or lordship, or service or fee?
Since my house to thy house no greater can send
Than thy house to my house -- friend comforting friend;
And thy house to my house no meaner can bring
Than my house to thy house -- King counselling King.
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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Here In My House
Here in my house.
My dreams are filled in the here and now.
Here in my house.
Things seem so estranged.
Life's closer to being changed.
Where I live there is a numbness.
There's an emptiness waiting to be undone.
Here in my house.
I need peace and solitude.
I want the happy interlude.
Where's the happiness?
Why the sappiness?
Here in my house.
I want a lover to feed me.
Come and take me to bed.
Save my room for my heart to be filled.
Here in my house.
Outside, life torments and plays with the wind.
You get caught up in the bum rush.
When love comes, it hurts too much.
You don't want to let go.
Here in my house.
Let's sweep away our cares.
Find a place to get our anger out.
Constructively, with every whimp of passion.
Love rules out your heart.
That what love does.
Here in my house.
You want it too much.
Here in my house.
poem by Raven Brent
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Have A Blessed Day
May Yahweh bless you like Qoheleth,
May Yahweh protect you like Yahseph,
May Yahweh promote you like Abraham,
may Yahweh remember you like Noah,
May Yahweh guide you like Mosheh,
May Yahweh honour you like David,
May Yahweh intervene for you like Daniyl,
May Yahweh have mercy on you like Shaul,
May Yhweh answer you like Yliyah,
May Yahweh show you the way like Yaaqob,
And may you have a blessed day! !
For the Way of Yahweh is always Righteous.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Life
Life is a beautiful place,
It is how you make it to be.
Life is about believing in
yourself,
This is your life and what
you choose to do with your
life is up to you.
You respect others and they
will respect you too.
Life is never all that easy,
We learn to simply grow
strong and grow wise each
day.
We learn through our mistakes,
That is how we simply turn them
around and start over again.
Life is precious as you are,
Keep the faith and never
let go.
Life has many mysteries for us
to solve,
That is why we learn to put the
pieces of the puzzle together.
When goals are completed we know
we have earned a big star,
We all walk proud knowing we have
done well.
Life has a powerful meaning,
We all must always feel proud to
walk this earth.
Life has has given to many of us,
A chance to live, laugh
and to learn.
Remember, life is too short
to feel grumpy,
We learn to turn that grumpy
little frown into happiness.
poem by Derek James
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Ashaiman
I am in the place of Yahweh!
But, you are now at a place full of evil;
Oh Ashaiman! !
I am the queen's-daughter-in-law;
And, my love is now under the tamarisk tree.
To adopt a stratagem towards my lover,
But, i do know your evil ways! !
And like the sword of Goliath,
However, he who seeks my life also seeks your life.
Come and stay with me and learn the ways of Yahweh! !
For, you will be very safe under my love oh Ashaiman;
However, the wages of sin leads to death.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Dear And Sweet
Dear sweet and loving wife
You give me love and also life
You give me happiness and never strife
Without you my love how could I survive.
You have turned our house into a home
The love we have it is always shown
Together forever in life we’ve been sewn
Never will we ever be sad or alone.
When I am off to work I think about you
As I know there will always be us two
To live without your love I have not a clue
When we sleep at night my soul you soothe.
Dear sweet and loving mother
As I know like you there is no other
You keep me warmth you are my cover
You gave me life and also life to discover.
You kiss me goodnight when I go to sleep
When I am sad you help me not to weep
No steps you said for me are ever to steep
You taught me truth and not deceit.
You taught me honesty and never to lie
Honor and pride you said will be at my side
Because of you I wear a smile at night
As you gave me love and you gave me might.
Dear sweet and loving mistress
Does your husband know you are my misses
For myself you will cheat as you undress
Your children do not know that you never confess.
You come visit me when your family is asleep
You sneak out your house so not to make a peep
As my life and myself is all that you seek
I wonder does anyone know the secrets we do keep.
When your husband is at work you are thinking about me
When your children are at school you are free
Whatever I say or do you will always believe
Hopefully the truth you will never find or see.
Dear mean and hateful woman
You have done again things that you shouldn’t
Though we are all weak and only human
You have done things that any other couldn’t.
You suppose to give your family your very best
So your soul and life would of been blessed
But then you gave your feelings to all the rest
In love and life you should never start another quest.
But in the end of course you will be caught
You lied to everyone and against what you taught
Righteousness and love and truth you never sought
Your body has been sold and your soul has been bought.
Randy L.McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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This is black and white (response to When I Born, I Black) Apr 2006
When I born, I not good
whether in the big house or the 'hood
When I grow up, I learn more bad
people all around make me mad
But When I go in Son, my spirit changes
free from prejudice, hate and chains
So When I scared, I call on the Lord
protect me, change hearts, rule this world!
What makes me sick? anyone who can't see
their need to change too and get on knees.
When you die, black white yellow brown
each will be judged, so turn your heart around!
Cuz God’s love is color-blind to skin, but not sin.
'black’ or ‘white' of your heart is transparent to Him!
poem by Nabeela Black
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Anja
A man kills his wife, two sons and himself!
Living in a land called 'Münsterland' like a Monster's Land;
But, what can we now do about it?
For, many are really disturbed in this life! !
However, we need true love in this life from each other to move on.
My love to you is like the outskirts of Axim!
And my name is Anja with this muse of love towards you;
But to learn to do the positive things always is like the muse of peace,
And, my love to you is like the Mississippi River in the land of your joy!
The truth about life is peace and love,
The truth about love is with care and unity,
And like the aroma of peace in the land of beautiful flowers!
But, hatred led a man to kill himself and his family in 'Münsterland'.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Bombay
'Bomb-Bay'!
Of the bomb attacks on the Hotels in Bombay like 'Bomb-Bay';
But, why should some people kill others?
Our body needs fuel than bombs,
This life needs peace than bombs,
So try to be a role model to others than killing them.
Don't force them to eat what they don't want to,
And don't throw bombs around to kill the people around you;
For, why should i congratulate you of your bomb attacks? ! !
Life is very peacefully so,
Live and let us live too!
And, why throw the bombs against others to kill them?
Bombs in Bombay,
Why should the sweet fragrance of your love be destroyed always?
Why should the negative people around us always carry along bombs?
For words cannot express my sorrow and,
I will never forget this day.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Lonely Black Cat
What am i doing here?
Why am i lingering in this house of hate?
Im just a Lonely Black Cat.
What is my perogative?
What is my purpose in this blank life?
Im just a Lonely Black Cat.
Why must i be isolated from my family?
What happened to my love?
Im just a Lonely Black Cat.
What can i do about this?
How can i leave?
Im just a Lonely Black Cat.
poem by Roman Radman
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My Name
Does it make any difference? !
'Yes it does';
But at the end my people will know my name.
What's love got to do when my mind is out of this world?
But give me honey and molasses to build up mymind,
For you are thirsty for water and i am hungry for food!
Somebody should reply my letters because,
I am at the edge of the sword of your love!
And i do give you much respect with your hospitality as well.
Yahweh Nissi, Yahweh Shammah!
His Name is His Glory;
And i will always learn from His muse;
For peace and love matters to me and,
You will eat as much as you can with me.
Do not snore like a bull and eat like a tiger!
But learn along the road of life as much as you can;
For i am married to her who is in the forest of love,
And one day you will come to know my name.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Do Exactly
Of wisdom, knowledge and understanding;
Of peace, love and care;
Of power, beauty and kindness;
We have the spirit of truth and the spirit of error!
So do not be a lair to your friends.
Dance exactly as he danced and,
Do not follow that which is evil;
Learn exactly as he learnt and,
be very strong like the palm tree;
For this world is getting worse all the time.
Greedy dogs!
They lie to the people;
So do write out exactly as he wrote,
For the truth is always the truth.
Of a great plan,
Of a great puzzle,
It is getting worse all the time with the world;
So try to test every spirit.
I have not send them, yet they run;
I have not spoken to them, yet they speak;
But try to eat from the tree of life to gain wisdom always.
Life is like the potter's clay and,
You have to do exactly as they did;
But do go for the truth always.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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