Molech
Our wonderful world,
Our wonderful homes,
Of the customs and traditions;
But, no one is stronger than Yahweh!
Bye-bye to summer and hello to winter,
And like Nimrod and his 'mother-wife' Semiramis!
Bye-bye to winter and hello to summer,
And like the resurrection of nature after winter!
To Constantine the Emperor,
But, Nimrod married his mother.
To the Pilgrims of Plymouth Colony,
With Easter Bunny and Easter Coloured Eggs!
And like the Aztecs of Mexico.
The goddess Ceres,
The German and the Celtic Yule rites;
And like a writer's ink!
But, Saturnalia became what is called Christmas today;
Yes, the very worship of the god Saturn!
Of the pagan customs,
Of the servants of Satan,
And to the Norse people of ancient Scandinavia;
Norse Ostara,
Norse Eostra,
And like a mysterious force!
And, of the worship of the ancestral spirits,
But marked by human sacrifice and lighted candles for Baal!
All in the name of hercules who was Molech.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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In 1066
The seed of fertility,
The rituals of pagan worship,
The story of Yahnah and the great fish!
But a lie is the opposite of the truth.
These preachers want sinners money,
These preachers proclaim false doctrine,
And Satan has the whole world deceived!
For, they lied with their tongues.
Manhood, womanhood, childhood;
They ate and they were well-fed,
But, you can't live forever on food and vitamins!
And like the acts of pagan worshipping people;
But Satan knows the truth and, she only wants her glory.
Mankind has chosen to go the way of Satan!
So look around you and you will see many examples;
With primitive marriage rites in the land of my muse! !
But the Normans invaded England in 1066,
And they introduced the muse of 'the Lord of Misrule' to them.
The way of Cain,
The way of pain,
The way of gain,
The way of chains;
And like the Yule logs and candles which belongs to the Norse tradition!
But be very strong like'Yahshua Ben Nun',
For the words of this writer are in poetic passages.
The Ten Commandments were engraved on stones,
But sin is so beautiful to many in this world! !
And the world is now with empty dreams;
For the wrong things of life are stronger than ever!
Like a river,
When i called, no one answered;
Like a poet,
But the breasts of her consolations had eluded many!
Ans, she delivered a male child.
By the River Chebar!
When i spoke, no one listened;
But it will be like a reproach and a proverb;
With sweet smelling cinnamon from the voice of joy!
This is like an offereing made by fire!
With sweet smelling cane;
And to make artistic designs for my love´r,
But the world today is like a taunt and a curse!
For, mankind has chosen the way of Satan.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Coloured Eggs II
Satan is the prince of the power of the air!
And, Vesuvius erupted in A.D.79;
With the symbols of fire and light,
However, Hercules was the offspring of Zeus! !
And today, the carnal mind is now enmity against Father Yahweh.
Red-Robed Lord of Misrule and St. Nicholas! !
With Cold and Darkness to the noethern mid-winter;
But, this seed of life is now being ruled by Satan.
Eyes have not seen nor ears heard it!
But, i was in prison and you came to me;
I was sick and you visted me,
And like the persuasive lips of the people around me.
On the thumb of the right hand!
I was thirsty and you gave me drink;
But, Baal-Gad is the same as Lord-God! !
And like the muse of the coloured eggs which are now being worshipped.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Real Reason
I'm going to tell you something you might consider funny
But Easter isn't all about the hip hoppity bunny
NOr is at about candy and all those other sweets
And the eggs in the basket and other fun treats
Now listen close to what I have to say
And you'll know why we celebrate this day
Easter tells us how much God's love costs
And how He wants to gather in the lost
It was on the cross Christ died for our sin
So those who believed now to heaven enter in
Yes, God so loved the world that He gave His Son
So victory over death could now be won
On Easter morning Christ rose from the dead
The story's not over, there's much more to be said
yes, it's okay to enjoy the bunny, the candy and sweets
The eggs in the basket and the other fun treats
Just remember that Christ's resurrection is the real reason
That we celebrate the Easter season
Happy Easter!
Palm Sunday has gone,
Holy week has begun,
The week with events
Leading to Jesus torments,
To His Resurrection,
Showing the spirits domination.
Glory to Jesus Christ!
Easter Sunday today,
The greatest holiday.
We pray and say,
All around the world,
The words of love to our Lord
Showing that his death was not in vain.
Glory to Jesus Christ!
We light the candles
As a symbol of the rising sun,
And their light resembles
Jesus was really God’s Son.
The light comes back to the world
With the risen Jesus.
Glory to Jesus Christ!
The church bells ring,
The whole world sings Alleluia!
Easter eggs we bring
As a symbol of spring
With pretty small limes
Since the ancient times.
Glory to Jesus Christ!
Easter Rabbits or Easter Bunny
Look today happy and sunny.
They represent a new life
Full of presents and so nice.
We wear new clothes to look the best,
We’d like to follow His behest.
Glory to Jesus Christ!
The history of Sunday Easter has a long story,
And today we proclaim Jesus Christ Day
And say: Glory to our Lord!
Glory to the King of all Christians:
Ukrainians and Indians,
Russians and Americans,
Of all those who want to live in love and peace,
Our life for better to increase.
Glory to Jesus Christ!
And…..Happy Easter!
©Larisa Rzhepishevska
The 24th of April,2011
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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A Healthier Easter
This is the first Easter
No candy baskets will be here
But we had so many baskets
Each and every year.
The kids are older now
Candy they don’t want anymore
So this Easter the baskets sit empty
Behind the closet door.
Somehow I want the Easter Bunny here
Want those baskets filled with eggs so bright
But my teens want to be healthier
So they make sure that they eat right.
They forfeit sugar and junk
No more Peeps or a big chocolate bunny
But being without Easter Baskets on Easter
Seems to be very odd and funny.
So I am putting the word out
To the Easter Bunny in my town
That I don’t think the teens will mind
If you decide to come around.
Maybe you could leave some health bars
Perhaps some fruit and veggies too
And maybe you could put some books in there
Those things could still say “I love you”.
poem by Connie Webb
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Winter's Summer
Winter without you is like
a summer in a winter, when memories
of your love murmur in my winter.
Summer in a winter was never been
hot as it is.when the memories
of your love thrills me today.
Winters summer were very rare when
we walked on the bed of purple flowers
with your affectionate look.
When I forget this heat and
hold you in my poetic arms, you
kiss my poem through your heart
in this winter.
winter's summer was very rare...
venky
poem by Venkatesh Nagaraj
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Pagan Worship
The Sun God is Sunday and the Moon Goddess is Monday,
The Tyr God is Tuesday and the Odin God is Wednesday,
The Thor God is Thursday and the Frigga Goddess is Friday,
And Saturday is the God Saturn! !
But it is better for us to learn from the truth always.
Pagan Worship,
And of the history of man gone by;
With pagan doctrines around us today,
For the OBELISK is all around us!
That is the ancient symbol of the worship of the Sun God (Helios) ,
And the Satue of Liberty is the reflection of the Colossus of Rhodes;
So learn the truth and be very free with your mind;
For the Great Statue of the God Zeus is at Olympia! ! !
And it has translated itself today to what we call the Olympic Games.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Warmer Than Winter, Colder Than Summer
In summer, when the wishes of us grow up like a steeple,
When we feel the warm weather, and see happy people
All the sadness and all the bad things will gone
No one feels hard, the life of cruel people is done.
Wishes, dreams, our childhood laughs…oh look, here is sweet home!
Wow! Home, sweet home! For the vacation of this summer let's go to Rome!
For our life we wrote lots of plans
And if we couldn't make them, our life will be so tight, as the soda cans!
In winter we rather to stay at home, near our dreams and our dear pen,
We drink warm coffee with our dear parents, now and then
Winter has lot's of stories to say,
Stories about the old steam of past and lovely frozen bay
All is about us, we can have our winter warmer than summer and we can have a summer that is colder than winter,
But the thing that is always warm and charmer in these two seasons, is the sun that comes from Easter!
poem by Ellias Anderson
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A Reason for Every Season (My ode to the seasons and Indian summer.)
There is a purpose that God and nature gave us every season.
Fall, winter, spring, and summer always happens for this reason.
In the fall all the trees turn many cool colors and paint a wonderful hue.
Winter arrives the temperature drops and can make some of us blue.
When spring is near they say April showers bring May flowers.
The weather becomes hotter when summer arrives.
The summer also brings us June weddings and brides..
Without the seasons then life for all mankind would be just a bummer.
We all wish for our weather outside to be like a warm Indian summer.
*I got inspired this write my poem after I read the poems; ‘INDIAN SUMMER’ by Emily Dickinson and the other poem is called ‘LOVE IS LIKE AN INDIAN SUMMER’ by Sue Raymer Woods.
Definition Indian summer - noun is a name given to a period of sunny, warm weather in autumn, not long before winter.
poem by Nichole Kaci McKnight
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Summer Days
Summer days are warm, and wonderfully long.
Deep down, within my heart, I feel a joyful song.
Gone are winter days, with their dowdy browns;
The trees and flowers now wear coloured crowns.
The natural world displays its bounteous beauty.
The soft, summer breeze is fragrant and fruity.
Bees, butterflies, and other bugs, now take flight.
Days of summer, feel so very cheerful and bright.
The days of winter can be so deeply depressing,
But now, their true selves, plants are expressing.
Suddenly, the world feels like a much better place,
And the happy smiles are evident on many a face.
The world, all about us, is given a golden glow,
Which illuminates Mother Nature's vibrant show.
Following the winter months: all dull and dreary;
We're treated to a display that's much more cheery.
Winter woodlands appear so very bland and bare,
But, come the summer, they look fabulous and fair.
Shafts of sunlight shine down through the tall trees;
The leaf laden branches rustle in the summer breeze.
Some secretly wish that summer could last forever;
That, all year round, we could enjoy warm weather.
Once summer is here, you hate for it to have to end;
You warm to it, as you would, to your dearest friend.
poem by Angela Wybrow
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Mother Nature Can Be Fickle
Winter’s cold is Mother Nature’s way
Of saying, lie with me now, lay your head on my breast
It’s snow, a blanket under which to lay
Neath a crystal cover, enjoying winter's cold caress
Frost rimed windows … Mother Nature’s art
Icy abstractions painted with frosty finesse
Crystalline concoctions that form only a part
Of Mother Natures wonderful winter largesse
Ice coated limbs of slope shouldered trees
droop drowsily down as if fallen asleep
Unable to sway in winter’s frigid breeze
Appear as white mounds, when the snow drifts deep
The stillness one hears on cold winter nights
Broken by the sudden crack of ice laden boughs
The ethereal essence of undulating northern lights
Headlights in the sky for Nature’s snowplows
All is withdrawn, in awe of Nature’s might
Willingly waiting, deep neath frozen ground
Safely sequestered, from winter’s cruel bite
In warm tunnels and burrows, til spring comes around
Mother Nature invites winter into her domain
Cohabits with coldness, wantonly sleeps with Jack frost
Yet finds cold winter quickly falls to disdain
Invites in the spring…and tells winter to get lost
Mother Nature is fickle…and also the boss!
poem by David Whalen
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Life Is Lovely All the Year
When the buds are blossoming,
Smiling welcome to the spring,
Lovers choose a wedding day -
Life is love in merry May!
Spring is green - Fal lal la!
Summer's rose - Fal lal la!
It is sad when Summer goes,
Fal la!
Autumn's gold - Fal lal la!
Winter's grey - Fal lal la!
Winter still is far away -
Fal la!
Leaves in Autumn fade and fall;
Winter is the end of all.
Spring and summer teem with glee:
Spring and summer, then, for me!
Fal la!
In the Spring-time seed is sown:
In the Summer grass is mown:
In the Autumn you may reap:
Winter is the time for sleep.
Spring is hope - Fal lal la!
Summer's joy - Fal lal la!
Spring and Summer never cloy,
Fal la!
Autumn, toil - Fal lal la!
Winter, rest - Fal lal la!
Winter, after all, is best -
Fal la!
Spring and summer pleasure you,
Autumn, ay, and winter, too -
Every season has its cheer;
Life is lovely all the year!
Fal la!
poem by William Schwenck Gilbert
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Anammelech
They have a mixture oif the worship of Yahweh and that of the Pagan Gods!
For they really love their Pagan Gods and Godesses;
And their respective pagan customs are leading them into the paths of the dark bush,
But, who can tell them the truth?
For i am Anammelech in the land of my muse in search of the truth always;
So, tell me if you've found the right way that leads to the Path of the Truth.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Do The Easter Bunny Too Funny Hop
Bunny shakes his head
like he's whiping hair back and forth
puts his right foot in
hops on one about
he does the bunny spin game
while putting humpy dumpy on the wall
thats what a bunnys all about tweet tweet
now eats a carrot loves green food
easter bunny teach us all how to eat good
puts you inside the bunny hole
with holding a corkscrew
bunny puts his left foot in
and shakes it all about
then he loves to cry and tear
while eating onion rings from a garden
piggly the pig said's I'm gonna get rabbit
fluffy bunny ears long as ears of corn
long tail of easter bunny to have fun
easter bunny hops hops and hops
do the easter bunny too funny hop
while drinking orange juice to keep spirits up.
poem by Tommy Laster
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Coloured Eggs III
I was a stranger and you took me in,
But my muse today is like your life on a tree house;
However, a stream came down from the snow capped mountain! !
And, your items were all washed away in the name of nature.
You and i got to suffer in this world! !
But, the Laws and the Prophets are there to guide us on;
For, he who handles a matter wisely will find success.
A comb of honey,
The muse of love,
Understanding is the spring of life!
So, live your life in the right way always and,
Let there be peace and love in this universe.
'El' is the ruler of the Gods!
And, 'the dragon' represents Satan! ! !
But, the tadpole swims with joy,
For, your nakedness is now seen in the rain.
Leave them alone! !
For, they are blind leaders of the blind;
Oh, deceived people!
When will you learn?
For, the religious customs of the people are in vain.
The last power,
The last hour,
The last move;
But today, my people are too blind to see!
For, they now worship coloured eggs in the name of a feast.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Easter Bunny
Easter Bunny
Come in a hurry
I want my Easter egg
Easter Bunny
Please don't tarry
Remember what I said
Paint my egg blue
With little brushes too
And add a little red to it
'Cause I won't mind if you did
Put my egg in the basket
With a little red ribbon
Put it in your jacket
And bring it to London
poem by Jacqueline AntwiDanso
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The Great Goddess Of Nature
The great Goddess of Nature is the one true God for me
I feel i sense her presence in every bush and tree
You may dismiss me as an atheist since to your God i do not pray
But what you think of me is your own business and with me that seems okay
The mother of the Seasons Summer, Fall, Winter and Spring
The great Goddess of Nature her praises i must sing
The great Goddess of Nature is around us everywhere
The foods of her creations with all of us she share
We buy and sell her produce and the land we claim we own
Of the great Goddess of Nature the only God I've known
Her sky, rivers, lands and oceans we see fit to pollute
But what we do to her to our own selves we do that only seems the truth
The great Goddess of Nature she is all around me
And everywhere i turn to look her beauty i can see.
poem by Francis Duggan
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In the Norse mythology Loki originally was on the side of the rest of the gods, helping them once or twice using a particularly nast forms of trickery. He was a cunning negotiator with a talent for technicalities. He was sort of the Norse equivalent of a lawyer, no doubt the reason they tied him down in a pit dripping acidic venom on him.
quote by Martin Terman
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Christmas Is Here
Christmas is here
Snowflakes filling the air
People rushing past every display
No time for napping
Theres buying and then wrapping
The gifts to be given away
Sparkling lights
All the dazzling sights
Christmas trees loaded with joy
Hearts full of giving
Children are living
For what could be their favorite toy
Christmas is here
Christmas is here
Its a wonderful time of the year
Christmas is here
Christmas is here
Its a wonderful, wonderful, wonderful time of the year
Families together
No matter the weather
Feasting and fun is the goal
Grandma is making
Sugar cookies are baking
To warm up the body and soul
Full decoration
In anticipation of times
Marked with laughter and cheer
And day long awaited
And much celebrated
Christmas is finally here
Christmas is here
Its a wonderful time of the year
Christmas is here
Christmas is here
Its a wonderful, wonderful, wonderful time of the year
A festive occasion
A welcome invasion
Of carolers filling the air
Song of rejoicing
And everyone voicing
A story of hope we all share
Christmas is here
Christmas is here
Its wonderful time of the year
Christmas is here
Christmas is here
Its a wonderful, wonderful, wonderful time of the year
Christmas is here
Its a wonderful, wonderful, wonderful time of the year
Christmas is finally here
song performed by by Donna Summer
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The Way I Feel Song
The way I feel about the winter
Is terrible
But I have the right to feel that way about the winter
Because the winter is very hard for me
And it takes a long time for my body to adjust from the summer
To the winter
Also in the summer the days are longer so I get plenty of sunlight
But in the winter there is hardly any sunlight
poem by Aldo Kraas
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