Let No Man Deceive You
The rabbit is unclean to you,
And the pig is unclean to you!
Neither shall you defile yourselves with any creature that moves about on the ground;
So come out from among them and be separated,
And do not touch unclean things.
Consecrate yourselves in the land of the living with peace and love,
And let no man deceive you by letting you think otherwise;
For it is shameful to speak of those things which are done by them in secret!
The unfaithful works of the darkness are like,
Those who eat swine's flesh;
But let no man deceive you with vain words,
For sexual vice or impurity is also seen around them.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Unclean becomes clean in needs
A cow’s mouth is held unclean
But not so is its udder.
A dog’s jaw is held unclean
But not so is the hunted
That it brought by its jaw to the hunter.
Every unclean is clean
When a woman is at night.
The need cleanse the dirt
24.01.2003
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Duly Ratified
The first fruits in Achaia,
Love is the key to live;
The second fruits in Accra,
To my sweet lover in the bush!
But great in pleasure is the muse of your love.
I am filled with the comfort of your love,
But eternal are things unseen!
For the temporary things seen around are like,
The blessing of giving! !
So come out from among them and be separated.
The blessing of sharing and the blessing of peace,
Do not touch the unclean things and live!
For i am like the light shining out of your darkness,
But this poem is with joy to you all.
Many years after your love,
It had been duly ratified to satisfy your muse;
And like an infant in the land of your sweet home.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Mahmoud
Mahmoud did not tell me more about her,
And he also failed to give me more details about this lady;
However i have to live by what i have come to see with my muse,
For the heavens are very far away from the earth!
The way she behaves at times puts me off,
For the things are not all that normal with her;
But i have to live by everything that i see around me,
And i will not eat the camel, the rabbit, or the pig! !
They are all unclean to mankind but,
The peace of my mind will always lead me on to succeed in this land.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Markus
Do not eat the eagle, vulture, kite and the falcon;
Do not eat the buzzard, raven, ostrich and the owl;
Do not eat the seagull, stock osprey and the hawlk;
For they are all unclean to your health.
Of an emission of semen to the love of an ovary,
Thereafter comes a baby into this world;
But try to teach your child the truth about life.
Do not eat the mole, large lizard, gecko and the monitor lizard;
Do not eat the chameleon, sand reptile, sand lizard and the snakes;
Do not eat the snail, turtle, frog and the pig;
For they are all unclean to your body.
Forty days to a male child and eighty days to the female child,
For she who has given birth knows the rules;
And you shall not have sexual relation with an animal.
Markus, you are the son of my sorrow;
and i have to borrow to keep you up.
Markus, you need to learn from your father always;
And do not eat the heron, hoopoe, bat and the rodent!
For they are all unclean to your heart.
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Abingah
He wrote to her about this love and,
Abingah explained to her about the unclean things around her;
However, Nehu is her best friend! !
So, she needs the works of the true love to guide her on always.
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Fallen Grapes
The fallen grapes must be left for the poor and,
Do not destroy fuit trees around you;
For the carcass of an unclean animal becomes ritually unclean.
A Nazirite must let his hair grow during the period of separation,
But must shave it after this period with a sacrifice;
For the laws are written down for mankind to obey.
A man who violates a virgin must pay the bride price!
Because the tears on my face means a lot to me;
For my lover is like a hole dug out from a rock.
Fallen grapes,
And of the muse of things around me;
But one day i will be known by others for who i am.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Carcas
A sacrifice after childbirth,
The period of separation;
A suspensive guilt like,
The carcas of an unclean animal.
To be fully cooked,
The meat is roasting over an open fire!
It must be very neat as well.
One person touches an unclean thing,
Another person touches a clean thing;
All in this world to make a choice.
The gleanings of a field,
To reap the harvest;
Olives and grapes,
You may eat its fruits;
But three times in a year you must keep the feast.
He is a stranger,
She is a stranger,
The first tithe is Holy;
Of leaven and honey,
Of peace and love,
Do not eat blood.
To the second tithe of grain,
To the second tithe of wine,
To the second tithe of oil,
Like a daughter of a priest;
Do not eat it raw or boiled,
It must be roasted!
He is poor to pay his debts,
She is poor to pay her debts,
Like a sacrifice after childbirth;
But he is a native of your own country.
Love, peace and care;
She is a native of your own country.
One thing is clean to you and,
Another is unclean to me;
But like life's own choices,
We have to offer a sacrifice after childbirth.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Book Of The Law
True love is like the light that shines in the dark places!
So keep the commandments and be free with your mind to live in peace;
For my words are true on this love in this thixk forest around me,
But, do not withhold the wages of a hired worker beyond the agreed time.
Do not take advantage of thwe windows and the orphans aroun you,
And a judge must not pervert the Justice due to the stranger!
However, do not eat any unclean fish and seafood.
Fish, dish, polish, Kish, finish, Irish, nourish, garnish, punish, furnish;
But you are closer to a human corpse and, that makes you ritually unclean!
However, the king of your town must acquire and apply the Book of the Law to rule his people.
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Unstable
A world war is in progress and,
The end of the world is at hand;
But like the ox that eats grass,
Let your life show others the way.
To be known and to be repected,
To learn and to share with others;
I will come to you like a thief in the night,
So be ready to receive your reward as well.
Love to the brotherhood,
Love to the sisterhood,
Love to the fatherhood,
Love to the motherhood,
And by the way of remembrance;
But those who are unclean and unstable will twist the law.
This is my first letter to you and you have to learn,
This is my first love to you and you have to care,
For a dog always returns to its own vomit.
This is my second letter to you,
Like a washed snow in the field of love;
But the unstable will always twist the law.
This is my third letter to you,
For faith always goes with works;
And you have to do your best on this love.
Of the things which we have heard,
Of the things which we have to share,
Of the things which we have to read,
Of the things which we have to laern,
Of the things which we have to say,
Of the things which we have to write,
Of the things we have built,
And of the things we have seen;
Do not allow that which is evil to be your friend.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Certified, Satisfied!
Certified,
Unclean!
Leviticus Chapter 11;
By the Creator.
Certified, satisfied!
Leviticus Chapter 11;
Unclean animals,
By the Creator;
So, follow the Laws.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Did You See What Jesus Did?
'Unclean, unclean' the leper had to say
and sadly watch the people run away.
But then to Jesus at the mountainside he came
to be healed of all his sickness and his shame.
Look, did you see what Jesus did?
He touched the leper from whom they hid.
The Holy One touched this unclean soul
and took away his shame making him whole.
Jesus can do the same for you and me
for stricken and smitten of God was He.
All our sins on Him have been laid
when on the cross sins price was paid.
At Calvary His blood He shed
and for our healing suffered and bled.
'Father, forgive' out loud He cried
and the law of God was satisfied.
The leprosy of our sin upon Him was laid
as the price upon that cross He paid.
Deep healing of body, soul and mind
there at the cross of Jesus we can find.
Written after reading Matthew 8: 1-4
The Pig
Of children who are poorer than a church rat,
Praise is beautiful but who will help them?
You have been bought like a prositute and,
You have to learn like an institute;
For all that you eat is pork-fried-rice.
Man is handsome and woman is beautiful,
But the pig is unclean to you;
And think of what you put in your body.
Unreachable,
Unsearchable,
Uncountable,
Of the nineteen worms found in swine (the pig):
Like the movement of Hellenism on the dangers of life.
Merciful, compassion, slow to anger;
Woman is beautiful and man is handsome,
But do think of what you put in your body.
The pig is unclean and it is always on your table,
For it is the cheapest meat in the market today!
Africa is starving and Middle east id dying,
America is under water and Europe is burning,
What about Australia with Tasmania?
The whole is in trouble and the pig is the best meat,
But one day we will all come to learn from the truth.
On behalf of you all,
The works of iniquity is like the very wars around us;
But in my pains who will care for me?
Out of envy and strife with one another,
But do we really care about what we eat?
Out of love and care to the people around you,
And in my chains, have you heard of Asia today?
This brittle body and the pig,
But man is handsome and woman is beautiful.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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They Themselves Deceive
When people sell with a doing,
To those who become sold...
They themselves deceive.
With a doing done they say they do,
They themselves deceive.
They themselves deceive.
Since many possess college degrees....
In the hopes to receive achievement to get,
Competence with a common sense...
But they themselves deceive...
With minds feeding on 'bling' and greed.!
People like this are not taught how to feel,
A difference between what is fake and what's real.
They themselves deceive.
With a thinking they do this to other people,
They themselves deceive.
People like this are not taught to assess,
Correct ways to live and with honesty best.
People who cheat find it weak to confess.
They themselves deceive,
Unknowing it with doing!
They themselves deceive.
They themselves deceive!
With a making of lies to tell and sell.
They themselves deceive!
And a manifesting of this done too well.
They themselves deceive!
They themselves deceive!
They themselves deceive!
With a making of lies to tell and sell.
They themselves deceive.
With a manifesting of this done too well.
They themselves deceive.
With a growing of this to be known and shown.
They themselves deceive.
With a growing of this to be known and shown.
They themselves deceive.
They themselves deceive.
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The Demoniac of Gadara
A GADARENE.
He hath escaped, hath plucked his chains asunder,
And broken his fetters; always night and day
Is in the mountains here, and in the tombs,
Crying aloud, and cutting himself with stones,
Exceeding fierce, so that no man can tame him!
THE DEMONIAC from above, unseen.
O Aschmedai! O Aschmedai, have pity!
A GADARENE.
Listen! It is his voice! Go warn the people
Just landing from the lake!
THE DEMONIAC.
O Aschmedai!
Thou angel of the bottomless pit, have pity!
It was enough to hurl King Solomon,
On whom be peace! two hundred leagues away
Into the country, and to make him scullion
In the kitchen of the King of Maschkemen!
Why dost thou hurl me here among these rocks,
And cut me with these stones?
A GADARENE.
He raves and mutters
He knows not what.
THE DEMONIAC, appearing from a tomb among the rocks.
The wild cock Tarnegal
Singeth to me, and bids me to the banquet,
Where all the Jews shall come; for they have slain
Behemoth the great ox, who daily cropped
A thousand hills for food, and at a draught
Drank up the river Jordan, and have slain
The huge Leviathan, and stretched his skin
Upon the high walls of Jerusalem,
And made them shine from one end of the world
Unto the other; and the fowl Barjuchne,
Whose outspread wings eclipse the sun, and make
Midnight at noon o'er all the continents!
And we shall drink the wine of Paradise
From Adam's cellars.
A GADARENE.
O thou unclean spirit!
THE DEMONIAC, hurling down a stone.
This is the wonderful Barjuchne's egg,
That fell out of her nest, and broke to pieces
And swept away three hundred cedar-trees,
And threescore villages!--Rabbi Eliezer,
How thou didst sin there in that seaport town
When thou hadst carried safe thy chest of silver
Over the seven rivers for her sake!
I too have sinned beyond the reach of pardon.
Ye hills and mountains, pray for mercy on me!
Ye stars and planets, pray for mercy on me!
Ye sun and moon, oh pray for mercy on me!
CHRISTUS and his disciples pass.
A GADARENE.
There is a man here of Decapolis,
Who hath an unclean spirit; so that none
Can pass this way. He lives among the tombs
Up there upon the cliffs, and hurls down stones
On those who pass beneath.
CHRISTUS.
Come out of him,
Thou unclean spirit!
THE DEMONIAC.
What have I to do
With thee, thou Son of God? Do not torment us.
CHRISTUS.
What is thy name?
THE DEMONIAC.
Legion; for we are many.
Cain, the first murderer; and the King Belshazzar,
And Evil Merodach of Babylon,
And Admatha, the death-cloud, prince of Persia
And Aschmedai the angel of the pit,
And many other devils. We are Legion.
Send us not forth beyond Decapolis;
Command us not to go into the deep!
There is a herd of swine here in the pastures,
Let us go into them.
CHRISTUS.
Come out of him,
Thou unclean spirit!
A GADARENE.
See how stupefied,
How motionless he stands! He cries no more;
He seems bewildered and in silence stares
As one who, walking in his sleep, awakes
And knows not where he is, and looks about him,
And at his nakedness, and is ashamed.
THE DEMONIAC.
Why am I here alone among the tombs?
What have they done to me, that I am naked?
Ah, woe is me!
CHRISTUS.
Go home unto thy friends
And tell them how great things the Lord hath done
For thee, and how He had compassion on thee!
A SWINEHERD, running.
The herds! the herd! O most unlucky day!
They were all feeding quiet in the sun,
When suddenly they started, and grew savage
As the wild boars of Tabor, and together
Rushed down a precipice into the sea!
They are all drowned!
PETER.
Thus righteously are punished
The apostate Jews, that eat the flesh of swine,
And broth of such abominable things!
GREEKS OF GADARA.
We sacrifice a sow unto Demeter
At the beginning of harvest and another
To Dionysus at the vintage-time.
Therefore we prize our herds of swine, and count them
Not as unclean, but as things consecrate
To the immortal gods. O great magician,
Depart out of our coasts; let us alone,
We are afraid of thee.
PETER.
Let us depart;
For they that sanctify and purify
Themselves in gardens, eating flesh of swine.
And the abomination, and the mouse,
Shall be consumed together, saith the Lord!
poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Hymn 94
Justification by faith, not by works.
Rom. 3:19-22.
Vain are the hopes the sons of men
On their own works have built;
Their hearts by nature all unclean,
And all their actions guilt.
Let Jew and Gentile stop their mouths
Without a murm'ring word,
And the whole race of Adam stand
Guilty before the Lord.
In vain we ask God's righteous law
To justify us now;
Since to convince and to condemn
Is all the law can do.
Jesus, how glorious is thy grace!
When in thy name we trust,
Our faith receives a righteousness
That makes the sinner just.
poem by Isaac Watts
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The touch of Jesus - Part 2
The touch of Jesus makes me feel so whole
The touch of Jesus purifies my soul
The touch of Jesus cleanses me from sin
The touch of Jesus gives me peace within
Unclean as I was He reached out to me
and by His touch removed my leprosy.
Standing before Him now cleansed and relieved
I'm so glad I've trusted Him and believed
Secret Touch
The way out
Is the way in
The way out
Is the way in...
Out of touch
With the weather and the wind direction
With the sunrise
And the phases of the moon
Out of touch
With life in the land of the loving
With the living night
And the darkness at high noon
You can never break the chain
There is never love without pain
A gentle hand, a secret touch on the heart
Out of sync
With the rhythm of my own reactions
With the things that last
And the things that come apart
Out of sync
With love in the land of the living
A gentle hand, a secret touch on the heart
A healing hand, a secret touch on the heart
There is never love without pain
Life is a power that remains
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Beyond Offense
What can Darkness do with Light?
The smallest light breaks Darkness so
It gives illumination for the Sight
And Discernment comes to show.
What can Salt do to things around?
Its very presence makes things salty
No motion required, this can be found
Salt affects anything - immediately.
Why does Truth shake the world so?
Indeed it reveals who we are!
It causes Anger and Pain to know
That we are all very unclean jars.
So if we had died into Jesus Christ
No finite room keeps baggage keeping
Emptied we are for His great prize
We do not need these where we are going!
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Duress
To teach and to ell the truth,
To study and to say my prayers,
To write and to touch your muse,
To sing and to praise your name,
For your love is like the milk and the meat;
But you are under duress! !
Show the difference between the clean and the unclean things around you,
For the law breakers are always around you!
And like the signs of the dying sun under duress,
But today's educated world still worships Satan through various customs.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Clothes chapter X
And the weaver said, "Speak to us of Clothes."
And he answered:
Your clothes conceal much of your beauty, yet they hide not the unbeautiful.
And though you seek in garments the freedom of privacy you may find in them a harness and a chain.
Would that you could meet the sun and the wind with more of your skin and less of your raiment,
For the breath of life is in the sunlight and the hand of life is in the wind.
Some of you say, "It is the north wind who has woven the clothes to wear."
But shame was his loom, and the softening of the sinews was his thread.
And when his work was done he laughed in the forest.
Forget not that modesty is for a shield against the eye of the unclean.
And when the unclean shall be no more, what were modesty but a fetter and a fouling of the mind?
And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.
poem by Khalil Gibran
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