Consider It Done
If we could look beyond the skies,
We could have seen the true image of Yahweh;
But why should we, when Yahshua was with us teaching the truth?
Beyond the skies in the name of the Space Research,
But for how long can we seek for the Creator?
And consider it done when you have the care for others,
But this world is still not bringing us peace.
Once a while the proton goes up! !
On its realm to fill the skies;
But without one's faith, how can it be done successfully?
We waste billions on arms on this earth while many go hungry,
And we kill others easily with the bombs that we have;
But if i could fly high up to reach the skies,
I will let food fall down in abundance to satisfy all mankind.
We should know why we are here on this earth,
And we should try to live peacefully with one another;
But the purpose of the Creator for mankind is far fogotten!
And we've made hatred our weapon instead of love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Born To Be Free! ! !
Born to be free! ! !
But, the obstacles of this world have engulfed themselves all around me.
Born to be free! ! !
But hatred had been the main cause being practised by mankind than love.
Born to be free! ! !
But, mankind had introduced what is called racism all around us.
Born to be free! ! !
But, mankind is not ready to accept the positive laws of the Creator.
Born to be free! ! !
But, there are wars everywhere on this earth.
Born to be free! ! !
But, you've hated me already in your heart without any reason.
Born to be free! ! !
But, earth's own problems are more than i can bare.
Born to be free! ! !
But, what i know is not what the Babylon System is teaching me.
Born to be free! ! !
But, the painter of tomorrow has no brush in his or her hand today.
Born to be free! ! !
But, when will the world learn to live in peace?
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Creator And A Barren Woman
A barren woman had been praying for a child for long,
Then after many years without hope the Creator heard her prayers;
Then the Creator said to her: 'A year today you will give birth'.
This is the story of the Creator and a barren woman:
A year after the barren woman gave birth to a child.
Now, she started to complain again to the Creator;
Because, she has no time to take care of the child.
'Oh, i am too tired of taking care of this child';
And the Creator was very patience.
'Oh, i cannot take care of this child any longer';
And the Creator was very patience again.
'Oh, i have given my husband a child but i cannot take care of him';
This child was a son and then, the Creator said to the woman:
'When you were baren you did cried out for a child but,
Now that you've got one you also crying daily for his upkeep';
'Well, the wants of mankind are many and mankind is NOT satisfied'.
Yes, we are all living on this earth;
With stories and the things that we see around us;
But mankind is really NOT satisfied, whether barren or with a child.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Blue Skies Bring Tears
Unleash the armageddon
So all the children go to heaven
I sit by quiet still
With their pictures on my eyes
You'll draw the guns your given
Write down the words as written
And never disturb the presense
Of resurrection touch
And it's about time
It's about drawing near
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Descend the darkened stairway
Make hate with plastic playmates
And fire out remaining traces
Of your self esteem
Mainline the deepest secrets
Lick clean the dirty fingers
I am a stranger to you
As you are to yourself
And it's about time
It's about fear
Blue skies bring tears
Don't you want me (don't want you)
Cause I await cityside
We'll watch the seas start to die
Blue skies bring tears
Take me inside your body
Blue skies bring tears
Cover me with your soul
Blue skies bring tears
To the darkest reasons
Blue skies bring tears
Is where I wish to go
Blue skies bring tears
You are the sweetest flower
Blue skies bring tears
That I have ever devoured
Blue skies bring tears
I ask for nothing given
Blue skies bring tears
For nothing in return
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins from Machina: The Machines Of God
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Is that creator in you?
Let their sun rise to them from our west,
Let the doubtful ignorance be cleared as the mist,
Let the program on every chip be our tips,
Let our people wake up in pleasant hand shake.
The old civilizations and new world in Pacific Ocean,
The same old genes of first generation peaceful human,
The chart of nomenclature with variant faith, dream and color,
under the great grand name of Human, the creator.
The creator of the fire for the food,
The creator of tools for the growth,
The creator of mechanics for the transport,
The creator of electricity for the comfort,
The creator of magnificent diodes,
The creator of tiny humble chips,
The creator of laptop and internet,
The creator of wars based on faith,
The creator of ignorance,
To destroy all these intelligence.
Let the creator of peace in you evolve,
to teach the destroyers who revolve,
to reach those hearts that tremble,
Let us have the peace that triumphs.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Truth!
Truth!
And the people gathered;
To listen to the truth and,
To know the source of it! !
But, who has the truth? !
Yes, the truth;
The Creator (Yahweh Almighty) Has the Truth,
And He gave it to His Son (Yahshua Messiah) !
But now, the truth is with us,
Because, Yahshua gave it to His Chosen Ones;
And today, the truth only comes from the one who represents Yahshua!
And, he is Elder Yisrayl Hawkins;
So, today, we do have the truth around us if only if we are ready to learn.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Man Is Not Satisfied
Man, oh man! !
Man is not satisfied in this world;
From the beginning till now,
We are all destroying ourselves.
The world was made 'flesh' by creating Adam and Eve,
And they were given the plantation to control;
Then, Adam and Eve went against the Creator's will.
Man oh man!
This world is now controlled with hatred anf jealousy;
And man is not satisfied with all the blessings around,
For, in the name of winning power! ! Many are killed.
Even in love, mankind is not satisfied;
Oh man! ! Why do you leave your wife alone and sleep with another man's wife?
From one girlfriend to another,
Form one house to another,
From one room to another,
From one bed to another,
Man is not satisfied.
From one wowan to another!
But, our greediness will lead is nowhere;
For, hatred and jealousy had been dividing us than ever on this earth! !
Man, oh man!
When will we learn the perfect laws of the Creator? !
From Adam and Eve to this present day of men and women;
And, in vain we do hate each other on this earth.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Where man has
Where man has conquered nature dies;
We shift some slender-growing pine
From out her own familiar skies
Where-under forests fall and rise,
To pots and gardens, then repine
That where man conquers nature dies.
The atmosphere that round her lies
Bears not the light that used to shine
From out her own familiar skies,
She is a stranger. So our eyes
Run o'er the world and seek a sign!
If where man conquers nature dies
What is our earthly paradise?
Will nature there withhold the wine
That from her own familiar skies
She used to pour? Do we devise
A garden earth and say, in fine,
Where man has conquered nature dies
From out her own familiar skies?
poem by Philip Henry Savage
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Rainbow Love...
Spring showers advance with darkened sky,
They don't last long and soon they die.
Puddles of liquid life left upon my lawn,
Mother earth drinks her fill and soon they're gone.
I raise my head to gaze into the sky,
I watch the grey clouds as they float by.
My eyes are drawn to a brilliant arc of coloured light,
A rainbow is always such a wonderous sight.
With yellows and greens, reds and blues,
Indigo, violet and sparkling golden hues.
This brilliant arc stands out against dark skies,
A gift to the soul witnessed through the eye's.
As I watch the rainbow streak across the skies,
I recall a myth that rainbows end holds a prize.
It's a fairytale that has been long told,
That rainbows mark a pot of shining gold.
The moral of this tale is here for all to hold,
The true wealth we seek is not made of gold.
The love and care of those we hold so dear,
Is the treasure we should seek to hold so near...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Peace!
Everything comes from God above
Both Heaven and earth agree
That peace will only come through love
Once truth has set us free
When all mankind does Heaven’s will
And rights the things gone wrong
Then peace one day her heart will fill
Then joy will be her song
But still our wars on earth increase
It seems that no one cares
What is this thing the world calls peace?
What are the fruit it bears?
We now must learn to pray as one
Must cease each selfish fight
Until true peace through love is won
And hearts through Christ unite
Before this world can live as blessed
The truth she needs to see
Her differences must come to rest
Her wars must cease to be
We disagree through injured pride
We kill because of hate
Because of foolish things inside
To love, we close the gate
When in the world true love we sow
When love flows through our hearts
In individuals peace can grow
And true Salvation starts
For what is peace without true love?
How can the world survive?
How can a soul join God above?
And ever stay alive
poem by Michael P. Johnson
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Blue Skies
I was blue, just as blue as I could be
Evry day was a cloudy day for me
Then good luck came a-knocking at my door
Skies were gray but theyre not gray anymore
Blue skies
Smiling at me
Nothing but blue skies
Do I see
Bluebirds
Singing a song
Nothing but bluebirds
All day long
Never saw the sun shining so bright
Never saw things going so right
Noticing the days hurrying by
When youre in love, my how they fly
Blue days
All of them gone
Nothing but blue skies
From now on
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I should care if the wind blows east or west
I should fret if the worst looks like the best
I should mind if they say it cant be true
I should smile, thats exactly what I do
song performed by by Irving Berlin
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Nature Defends
Disasters aplenty, run-rampant today
Why? You may ask with look of dismay
What causes natural disasters you naively inquire
Mother earth fights for herself with water and fire
Defending with great winds and terrible quakes
Polar icecaps melting and pandemic outbreaks
She’s taken mankind’s abuse for hundreds of years
Exploited by amoral and depraved profiteers
She’s had more than enough, her patience grew thin
The wicked against her fight a war they won’t win
“I will burn them, flood them and shake them to bits”
Till the will of mankind bends and submits”
Mother Earth, made perfect by Gods Loving Hands
Created azure skies, blue waters, bountiful lands
Seeding water, land with life great and small
Providing bounteous food for one and for all
Why has mankind taken more than his God-Given share
Despoiled Earth Mother’s water, soil and polluted her air
The answer’s complex, not easy to voice
Only one word comes close, that word is “choice”
Poor choices, judgment in what mankind has done
Defiling their home with cruel aberration
So what must man do to set things right
He must love Mother Earth, stop causing such blight
Banish internal darkness, take in God’s Light
Reclaim his saneness, clear his eyesight
Restore duty-bound stewardship, regain command
Of oceans, skies and all expanses of land
No alternatives exist to these actions, as time has run out
Of this...
Earth Mother is certain with no exception or doubt
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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How To Win Friends And Influence People
It's a beautiful day, Yeah
And you look up in the air, just to see the sky
It's a beautiful day, Yeah
Just don't stare at the sun, you would burn your eyes
Do not believe in the lucky numbers
No, I do not believe in wishing on a star
Yeah to tell you the truth, I know there is a good reason
For all your bad dreams.
You know all of its true
People love to tell you that will break your heart
People love to break your heart
I do not believe in the things I can not see
I do not believe in the pretty sky
Yeah, to tell you the truth
I know they want me to believe they know whats best for me
You know its true
People love to hit you when you close your eyes
People love to hurt you when you close your eyes
People love to hurt you when you close your eyes
It's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day
(Look at the skies now)
Such a beautiful day
(Look at the skies now)
It's a beautiful day
(Look at the skies now)
It's a beautiful day
(Look at the skies now)
It's a beautiful day
(Look at the skies now)
It's a beautiful day
(Look at the skies now)
It's a beautiful day
(Look at the skies now)
It's a beautiful day
(Look at the skies now)
You will never see it coming
You will never see it falling
You will never see it falling
You will never see it coming
song performed by by Everclear
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My best prize
My best prize
Precious but has no size
Bigger than earths
Larger than skies
My kids in my eyes
I must thank the creator
Who sent me this treasure
That I received with a great pleasure
Shining stars in the skies
Linked with magic ties
poem by Bouche Cousue
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He Is the Creator
He made the heavens and the earth by His Power!
He is the Creator;
He established the world by His Wisdom,
And He is the Creator;
He created us for a purpose,
And He is the Creator;
So why worship other Gods and Goddesses today? !
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Skies!
On a fine day
Blue and white,
The skies are at rest.
Sleepy in their mindsets,
Going to and fro.
But when the skies,
In their anger roar
And thunder.
Mere mortals cower before them,
None bold enough to face them.
Proud and kingly they are,
In the high heavens,
Watching.
Watching us all.
Few can hide from them.
The skies look down on us,
Them being above.
No limits set before them,
No boundaries,
Free, to go where they want.
None have the privilege,
As those,
Who watch us from above.
And look down on us.
The skies!
poem by Anushna Satapathy
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The Blessed Peace of Freedom
The blessed peace of freedom rings for all
Mankind, but only as a dream; a world
Of fantasy where make believe competes
For equal time. We dream of freedom's peace,
But in reality, there is no peace.
The chains of slavery cling fast to our
Subdued reality. Afraid we move
As programmed robots do, unwilling to
Accept that peace and freedom figments are
Of our imagination's roadless dream.
Oh road of freedom's peace, how can we find
Your way? 'Look to yourselves', the road will say.
'Don't seek me in the man made maps, but seek
Me in your hearts, the realm of our true Love;
The only hope of man's eventual Peace.'
Love is the key to open Freedom's way:
And with it Peace will shine triumphantly.
We, Love must trust, if we will Freedom seek.
The chains will broken be, and Peace will fill
The lives of all Mankind eternally.
poem by Jamie Sidwell
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Still God Over All
There is a God, indeed my friend, as all shall see come the end,
The God of love, who sent His Son, into this world for everyone,
Everyone’s Sovereign Creator, was sent to be the world’s Savior,
Though a God of love, He is just, God in whom we need to trust.
Although a God we cannot see, He is sovereign over all Eternity,
Creator of the heavenly sphere, and all of that we see down here,
The Creator of all we see on earth, God behind every human birth,
Creator of all the animal world, and all around us He has unfurled.
In His image, God created man, a greater part of His eternal plan,
Created for fellowship with Him, then, Satan seduced man to sin,
This had separated man from God, so He cursed this earthly sod,
Although Satan caused man to fall, God, is still The Lord over all!
As Creator, God made the move, and man’s fall God did reprove,
With separation, from sinful man, but, redemption was in His plan,
As God would provide restoration, of the world through Salvation,
And fellowship could be restored, through Jesus Christ, The Lord.
Today man is accountable to Him, as we are creatures born in sin,
And all must come to Christ Jesus, Who, took on sin for all of us,
Justifying man at the cross of Calvary, so man could live eternally,
Reconciled to a Holy God above, through His Just and Holy Love.
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Our Sins
Our sins are leading us away from the truth!
Our sins are causing all the troubles in this world,
Our sins are bringing about all these wars around us,
Our sins have torn us apart from love! !
And, we now hate each other in this world.
Glabal warming! !
And, it is all because of our sins;
Our sins have really destroyed everything around us.
Just watch the news!
Just listen to your neihbour!
Just look around you!
Just see how much hatred is being expressed among us!
Our sins have torn us apart from love.
Scenes, sins!
Of the scenes of life full of many troubles;
All in the name of our sins.
The Creator, whose Original Name is Yahweh,
Created us all with true love in many colours;
But, our sins have led us to hate each other on this earth.
Famine, disaster, sickness, accident, drought!
And all the global warming seen around us;
Are all caused by our sins because,
We failed to follow the Laws of Yahweh.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Legacy of the Purple Robe
The legacy of the purple robe,
Worn by the most powerful of kings, Gods, and highest of lords,
The purple robe of majesty, embedded with diamond galore,
The legacy of the apparel and the creator never seen before,
In correlation with the platinum crown,
The Creator of everything wearing the magic gown,
Beyond the planet Earth, the creator beyond the renowned,
Creator of the nine planets and the galaxy all around,
Beyond the sky, the solar system painted by the creator,
The creator without a name, the universe’s dictator,
Higher than Zeus, God, Allah, something much greater,
The creator with portraits of the universe, the painter,
Wearing the purple gown and the platinum crown, the God of all,
Within the asteroid belt, the universe’s wall,
In the creator’s portrait, the solar system enthralled,
Not a religion, but something higher than the skies,
Something invisible, looking down on the Earth with blue eyes,
Beyond religion, the highest of the power of gods refined,
The artist of the universe’s blueprint that’s intricately designed,
Creator of the moon, the grass, the mountains, and the sun that shines,
The purple robe beyond the stars, worn by the creator in the royal shrine,
The purple robe and the platinum crown, only worn by the most creative of mind,
For this creator was truly a painter, an artist of the universe,
Inflicted by hypergraphia and insanity of mind, the artist’s curse,
That sits above the realm of space when the planets dispersed,
At one point everything was one planet cluttered in space,
Until he created boundaries within the realm that separated planets in a linear trace,
Above the galaxy in the darkened realm beyond the stars the creator’s place,
Until he created the new portrait of the big bang, and the old blueprint was replaced,
Within one shattering boom of the storm, the portraits transformed in haste,
And the cluttered planet was forgotten forever without a trace,
Now separated in the solar system,9 planets are spread in space,
The purple robe, only worn by the artist and the God of everything,
Compulsively observing his portrait sitting on the different sections of the asteroid ring,
The platinum crown, and the purple robe, worn by the ultimate king,
Beyond religion, the highest power humans never seen,
The creator, that painted everything.
poem by Kurt Kacich
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Magic Skies
Oh magic skies
Why are my dreams so high?
Why do I feel like life is a high?
I'm stuck and feel empty inside
Oh magic skies
Who will hear there cries?
The babies are hungry and have no mother by their side
My sista's were is your pride?
Don't let these men take you for a ride
Don't run from your bein of motherhood
Leaving these babies to be misunderstood
My sista's! grow to be a teacher!
Grow to be their preacher!
Oh magic skies
Why do my brotha's roam like flies
only to plant there seeds to deny
Where is your manhood! ?
Show these women your self superior, classified dignity and wholesome
Not to use my sista's for ransom
Oh magic skies
I had once cried for even I was took from my mother and passed to other to another
To the hands of a real woman
My teacher my preacher my now mother
I now kneel and pray to the magic skies
Oh magic skies
I no longer cry
I thank my god for wiping my eyes
Amen
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