Wothless Gods and Goddesses
Elohim and Teraphim
Made of woods, stones and, what have you? !
Yes, the worthless Gods and Godddesses around you!
Yet still you do worship them and they cannot speak nor walk.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Dodo
Go and cry to the gods (elohim) that you have chosen!
And let them save you in times of trouble;
But the truth in this life is for free,
And i have my mind resting very peacefully on this issue.
You are like a mighty man of valour but,
You are with a group of worthless men!
And your name is called Dodo;
But you need to walk through the Red Sea for the truth about life.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Florence
'Fracture for fracture, eye for eye, and tooth for tooth! '
But as a man ingures another,
So shall he be ingured in the same way too.
Florence, you shall not make gods (elohim, teraphim) for yourself;
And you shall not eat anything with the blood in it.
Florence, things may fall apart at times;
But do wake up in life again and move on,
For anyone who commits adultery with a man's wife is not wise.
'Fracture for fracture, eye for eye, and tooth for tooth! '
But like the first day of the secone moon,
Try to keep on along the right paths of life to gain your future.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Believe Your Eyes
Do not speak to me of rights. There are
No rights. You have to know. We speak
When we're allowed to speak, of things,
Of course, which are not wrong, and
Walk where we're allowed to walk, and
Gather, not in larger groups, and not
In anger, never that, and not to criticize
The gods, the ones who lead, or happy
Thoughts that bags of water, tethered
To the surface of a tiny globe in empty
Space could be, somehow, unlike the
Stones, possessed of certain rights.
poem by Lawrence Beck
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Sinti
Holding it in!
And like the worthless gods (elohim) around you;
But Sinti is your name,
And i am aged and very old in the land of your muse.
Be instructed and learn how to live peacefully with one another,
For the Creator created us all on this earth!
And you are young and very fresh;
However, my mind will live on to study your muse! !
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Thrower Of Souls
skipping skimming stones
across yesterdays pools
across no longer existent
aberrant causative time...
points of intersection
are stones skipping skimming
bouncing forth into future
possibilities leaping through time...
Adonai Elohoim chose
smooth flat round grey stones
flung forth at precise angles
acute to the adjacent water
skipping skimming kinetic energy
like magic majestic leaps dances
across deep smooth shimmering water
flashing ripples smack rippling forth
to future chosen shores
or sink in an instant
beneath lost long ago
black grey sealant water
lying under long ago
summer childhood skies
when mountains entire earth
was vibrant new creation
all subservient time exists
simultaneously for cosmic
omniscient omnipotent
creator existing
outside bonds of time
dwelling within eternity
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
The word Adonai (my Lord) , was substituted for God’s personal name. To avoid having Adonai Yud-Heh-Vav-Heh read as Adonai twice in a row, the Jewish practice is to say Adonai Elohim. Therefore Adonai (my Lord) Elohim (God) . The word elohim means ‘gods’ and ‘judges’. Yeshua (Jesus) uses all three meanings in his word play at John 10: 33-36.33‘The Judeans replied, “We are not stoning you for any good deed, but for blasphemy – because you, who are only a man, are making yourself out to be God [Hebrew: Elohim].” 34Yeshua answered them, “Is it not written in your Torah [Law], ‘I have said, “you people are Elohim’ ”? 35If he called ‘elohim’ [gods] the people to whom the word of Elohim [God] was addressed (and the Tanakh [Scripture] cannot be broken) ,36then are you telling the one whom the Father set apart as holy [sanctified] and sent into the world, ‘You are committing blasphemey, ’ just because I said, ‘I am a son of Elohim’ [God]?
Ultra-Orthodox Jews only use names like Adonai and Elohim in specific religious settings. Euphemisms like HaShem (the Name) , Ado-shem (Adonai combined with HaShem) and Elokim, (the intentional mispronunciation of Elohim) are substituted. Jews do not pronounce Yahweh or Yahveh either and it is not accurately known, if these are true representations of the Name. Jehovah is the English representation of the Name (J-H-V-H) combined with the vowel sounds of Adonai, however most Bibles write God’s name as Lord in either large or small capitals.
God’s personal name was too sacred and could not be written in Hebrew, the language God wrote the ten commandments in. In condensed form it consists of the four letters Yud-Heh-Vav-Heh, and therefore is called the Tetragrammaton, (four letter writing) . God revealed himself to Moses and told him his own personal name, when Moshe was in the wilderness of Midyan, and went to investigate the bush that burned, without consuming itself. The Tetragrammaton was too holy to be written or spoken. The third commandment prohibits taking God’s name in vain Exodus 20: 27; Deuteronomy 5: 11. Anyone who used the name as a curse was put to death at God’s instructions by stoning Leviticus 2410-23.
Because the Tetragrammaton was too holy to be written or spoken, in Yeshua’s (Jesus’) time only the cohen hagadol (high priest) , could speak this name aloud when he entered the holy of holies in the temple once a year, to make atonement for the sins of Israel on Yom Kippur. The actual vowels used to pronounce the Tetragrammaton were considered to holy to be written in the Torah. The word Adonai (my Lord) , was substituted for God’s personal name.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Some People Worship
Some people worship the fiery sun
And some the crescent moon
Some people worship the stars above
But God I worship you
Some people worship dragons
And some hand carved statues
Some people worship the devil
But God I worship you
You created the heavens above
The earth with color of every hue
Then in your image you made man
God I worship you
Some people worship their president
And some their nation too
Some people worship themselves
But God I worship You!
© by Patricia Bankhead
poem by Patricia Bankhead
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Hindus are not Vedic.
The Vedic concept is the Hindutva,
We are led and made to believe.
See the Gods the Hindus worship.
Most of them are not Vedic Gods.
See their custom and practice.
They did not originate from Veda.
Muslims and Christians converted
The people in India.
Aryans converted the gods of tribes.
Tribes followed their gods
To be sheltered in the Hinduism.
Hindus are not out and out Vedic.
But still Aryan Brahmins are their cowherd.
14.03.2001, Pomdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The lonely woods
In the lonely woods do I roam,
I get a good glimpse of everything,
when I walk through the lonely woods, and a sad song I sing.
I see a pretty bird's wing,
so beautiful, so shiny, like that of a silver ring.
I walk near a small stream,
and when I am tired, I stop near it, sleep and dream.
All around me is silence, there is no hatred and there is no violence.
this is what I like in the woods, the lonely woods,
so silent, so calm,
to me, the trees, and the animals, there is no harm,
this is the lonely woods.
poem by Savio Vogt
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God Gave Me No Rest Repeatedly
God charged me
with catalytic energy
which permeates
every pore of my being
God poked me
repeatedly with
first line symptoms
again and again
God tormented me
repeatedly impeded my rest
driving line into mind
relentlessly remorselessly
God persistently plagued me
tormenting thought emotions
denying sleep release constantly
until I got up and commenced his will
Adonai Elohoim thou art my Lord God
and my eternal creator I thy willful servant
Adonai Elohoim thou givest me no rest
let thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
The word Adonai (my Lord) , was substituted for God’s personal name. To avoid having Adonai Yud-Heh-Vav-Heh read as Adonai twice in a row, the Jewish practice is to say Adonai Elohim. Therefore Adonai (my Lord) Elohim (God) . The word elohim means ‘gods’ and ‘judges’. Yeshua (Jesus) uses all three meanings in his word play at John 10: 33-36.33‘The Judeans replied, “We are not stoning you for any good deed, but for blasphemy – because you, who are only a man, are making yourself out to be God [Hebrew: Elohim].” 34Yeshua answered them, “Is it not written in your Torah [Law], ‘I have said, “you people are Elohim’ ”? 35If he called ‘elohim’ [gods] the people to whom the word of Elohim [God] was addressed (and the Tanakh [Scripture] cannot be broken) ,36then are you telling the one whom the Father set apart as holy [sanctified] and sent into the world, ‘You are committing blasphemey, ’ just because I said, ‘I am a son of Elohim’ [God]?
Ultra-Orthodox Jews only use names like Adonai and Elohim in specific religious settings. Euphemisms like HaShem (the Name) , Ado-shem (Adonai combined with HaShem) and Elokim, (the intentional mispronunciation of Elohim) are substituted. Jews do not pronounce Yahweh or Yahveh either and it is not accurately known, if these are true representations of the Name. Jehovah is the English representation of the Name (J-H-V-H) combined with the vowel sounds of Adonai, however most Bibles write God’s name as Lord in either large or small capitals.
God’s personal name was too sacred and could not be written in Hebrew, the language God wrote the ten commandments in. In condensed form it consists of the four letters Yud-Heh-Vav-Heh, and therefore is called the Tetragrammaton, (four letter writing) . God revealed himself to Moses and told him his own personal name, when Moshe was in the wilderness of Midyan, and went to investigate the bush that burned, without consuming itself. The Tetragrammaton was too holy to be written or spoken. The third commandment prohibits taking God’s name in vain Exodus 20: 27; Deuteronomy 5: 11. Anyone who used the name as a curse was put to death at God’s instructions by stoning Leviticus 2410-23.
Because the Tetragrammaton was too holy to be written or spoken, in Yeshua’s (Jesus’) time only the cohen hagadol (high priest) , could speak this name aloud when he entered the holy of holies in the temple once a year, to make atonement for the sins of Israel on Yom Kippur. The actual vowels used to pronounce the Tetragrammaton were considered to holy to be written in the Torah. The word Adonai (my Lord) , was substituted for God’s personal name.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Gods
Gods of the white man,
Gods of the black man,
Gods of the almond shade
all of these Gods
have done one thing,
made the people afraid.
Gods of the red man,
Gods of the brown man
Gods of the yellow hue,
all of these Gods
have done the same
divided them into
Separate people
who've been led to believe
their God is the holy one
to save their souls
and pardon them
and deliver them
from earthly sin.
How can there be
so many Gods?
Isn't there only one?
One for every single soul
born unto this earth.
He's every color that there is
since the world's begun.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Shall gods be said to thump the clouds
Shall gods be said to thump the clouds
When clouds are cursed by thunder,
Be said to weep when weather howls?
Shall rainbows be their tunics' colour?
When it is rain where are the gods?
Shall it be said they sprinkle water
From garden cans, or free the floods?
Shall it be said that, venuswise,
An old god's dugs are pressed and pricked,
The wet night scolds me like a nurse?
It shall be said that gods are stone.
Shall a dropped stone drum on the ground,
Flung gravel chime? Let the stones speak
With tongues that talk all tongues.
poem by Dylan Thomas
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When I walk alone.......
When I walk alone, I think of you my love
When I walk alone, I walk with broken heart
When I walk alone, I walk with sadness
When I walk alone, I walk with my silent tears
When I walk alone, I walk with my sorrow
When I walk alone, I walk with my sad memories
When I walk alone, I walk with my shattered dream
When I walk alone, I walk with my hands lifeless
Love never walk alone but you made me walk alone
You promised me that you will walk with me forever
but you made me walk alone with my tears forever
When the heaven stolen you from me yesterday
All your promises are gone with the wind
Today, You made me walk alone with out you my love
and I promise you, I will walk alone till my journey ends
poem by Ravi Sathasivam
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Gods of animals
If asses made gods
Gods would be in the form an ass.
Animals have no reverence to human gods,
But man has made animal gods.
16.03.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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If There's A True God
If there's a true God that true God must be kinder
Than the Gods the billions kneel to for to pray
The selfish Gods that men do go to war for
And invade Countries from their own Homeshores far away.
If there's a God that God does not live out there
Your true God is your God who lives within
And if your God within is not philanthropic
Then you are one who is vulnerable to sin.
If there's a true God that God is not divisive
With the followers of other Gods he would not want us to fight
Your true God would not want you to others to feel superior
Or you to be looked on as a lesser light.
If there's a true God that God does have compassion
And that God believes in human equality
But sad to say the Gods many do worship
Are Gods who do seem to crave an enemy.
poem by Francis Duggan
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If It Is True What the Prophets Write
If it is true, what the Prophets write,
That the heathen gods are all stocks and stones,
Shall we, for the sake of being polite,
Feed them with the juice of our marrow-bones?
And if Bezaleel and Aholiab drew
What the finger of God pointed to their view,
Shall we suffer the Roman and Grecian rods
To compel us to worship them as gods?
They stole them from the temple of the Lord
And worshipp'd them that they might make inspirèd art abhorr'd;
The wood and stone were call'd the holy things,
And their sublime intent given to their kings.
All the atonements of Jehovah spurn'd,
And criminals to sacrifices turn'd.
poem by William Blake
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Low point reached...message received
Low point reached
lesson taught
message received
morning after ego binge
one last remorseful purge
purifying words wash
shame residue from the skin
Rock bottom now
looking forward,
looking up
planning to layout
a new foundation
upon past ruins
A cosmic temple built for all
place for anyone to worship
infinite gods
naked eye gods
next door gods
workaday gods
everyday gods
needing to be reminded
of their own divinity.
poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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The Battle
You shall not have hinder gods (elohim) at all,
You shall not make any carved image (an idol) for yourself;
Ammunitions and chariots are prepared for battle but,
The battle is Yahweh's.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Unbelievers (Chapter 109, Holy Koran)
I ask for refuge to Allah from Satan the exiled evildoer.
In the name of Allah the Kind and the Merciful Giver.
Say, O those who disbelieve
I don't worship that you worship
And you don't worship Him Whom I worship
And I won't worship that you worship
And you don't worship Him Whom I worship
Your religion is yours and our religion is ours to keep.
poem by Asif Andalib
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The Same Story, The same History
...and so the same story is told
the same history is made....
why always speak of descrimination
why always speak of war
why always speak of class
why always speak of injustice
why always speak of poverty
why always speak of rebellion....
why not speak of equality
why not speak of peace
why not speak of respect
why not speak of wisdom
why not speak of production
why not speak of working together...
...and so the same story is told
the same history is made.
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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Into the Woods
A walk into the woods, any woods,
Singing will change all the moods.
I'll fly into the woods to escape,
And while there I shall rape,
The vine of its berry,
Then watch the bird be airy,
I'll steal the sun of its shine,
Yes, it all will be mine,
For only that moment while I am there,
Now I shall leave the air to the air.
Thanks to the higher power,
For all this time hour by hour,
We shall all know when it is time to go,
But for now, shall we walk just a little bit slow?
poem by Alice June
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