Here I am, a man that is world-weary (in answer to T.S. Eliot)
I
Here I am, a man that is world-weary,
in a month without rain
and passion and the pain
are still aflame and burning in me.
At the gates of death, destruction and desolation
I did in my youth trod
fired a rifle, a canon and whatever gun in angry shot
and then had a obligation
II
to be true to my country, to be true to you
but now I am getting weary
while life is slowly getting eerie
as if it’s coming to an end, as if I have lost the glue
that has hold my body and my spirit together
and whatever waits in the new day
is coming from the hand of the new government to bother
my fellow countrymen and I and still God do I obey.
II
We live in times of signs and wonders
in the technological new age,
but my fellow men is at rage
as if they are getting orders
that is swaddled in darkness
to maim, to rob and kill
driving every white man to the edge of the abyss
as if it is to them an immense thrill
III
but still there are many blessings
flowing from the hand of God
that I, this poor sod
of a human being see every day in my awakening
and with careful hands
we try to build a future
but I feel like an old horse led to the pasture
in a place of pitiless lands
IV
and from shoelaces we build
try and produce something great
as if we are masters of some or other guild
knowing that time is running out and we cannot wait
in a world where this knowledge
is not comprehended by everyone
where the world of yesterday is totally gone,
we try to earn a living and to live on standing at the edge
V
of a darkening abyss
and with courage, without any fear
we see the new morning drawing near
as if it is
the age and time that a whole nation has waited on
and while the battle begins we comprehend that the fighting
is not left to us alone and that it’s spreading
from the very hand of God, that His armies are marching on
VI
and the thousand thoughts and small deliberations
will not lead us to victory
nor any arms we take up in our iniquity
as we are only mere men in His mighty considerations
with love and understanding and in truth
we have to wait on His salvation
coming to our wrecked nation
and every one even the youth
VII
have got to comprehend
that the battle will in due time
draw to an end
that in this world of hardship and crime,
salvation will be coming from a power supreme and divine
and that His righteousness is overpowering
even in impossible situations still conquering
and that His covenant stays through time without any decline.
[Reference: Gerontion by T.S. Eliot.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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Im Coming Out
Im coming out
Im coming
Im coming out
Im coming out
Im coming out
Im coming out
Im coming out
I want the world to know
Got to let it show
Im coming out
I want the world to know
I got to let it show
Theres a new me coming out
And I just had to live
And I wanna give
Im completely positive
I think this time around
I am gonna do it
Like you never do it
Like you never knew it
Ooh, Ill make it through
The time has come for me
To break out of the shell
I have to shout
That Im coming out
Im coming out
I want the world to know
Got to let it show
Im coming out
I want the world to know
I got to let it show
Im coming out
I want the world to know
Got to let it show
Im coming out
I want the world to know
I got to let it show
Ive got to show the world
All that I wanna be
And all my billities
Theres so much more to me
Somehow, I have to make them
Just understand
I got it well in hand
And, oh, how Ive planned
Im spreadin love
Theres no need to fear
And I just feel so glad
Everytime I hear:
Im coming out
I want the world to know
Got to let it show
Im coming out
I want the world to know
I got to let it show
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Time
Time waits for nobody
Time waits for nobody
We all must plan our hopes together
Or we'll have no more future at all
Time waits for nobody
We might as well be deaf and dumb and blind
I know that sounds unkind
But it seems to me we've not listened to
Or spoken about it at all
The fact that time is running out for us all
Time waits for nobody
Time waits for no-one
We've got to build this world together
Or we'll have no more future at all
Because time - it waits for nobody
You don't need me to tell you what's gone wrong (gone wrong gone wrong)
You know what's going on
But it seems to me we've not cared enough
Or confided in each other at all (confided in each other at all)
It seems that we've all got our backs against the wall
(Time) Time waits for nobody
(Time) waits for no-one
We've got to trust in one another
Or there'll be no more future at all
(Time)
Yeah - Time waits for nobody
No no - Time don't wait for no-one
Let's learn to be friends with one another
Or there'll be no more future at all
Time (time) time (time) waits for nobody waits for nobody
Time time time time waits for nobody at all
Time waits for nobody - yeah
Time don't wait - waits for no-one
Let us free this world for ever
And build a brand new future for us all
Time waits for nobody nobody nobody
For no-one
song performed by by Queen
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Ill Be Level With You
Little guy, little hands, little eyes and lots of time
What you gonna be what you gonna see
When your eyes are level with mine
Ill be level with you
I dont know what I would do
If I had to face the things that youve got coming down the line
Lots of luck, lots of health, lots of wealth, little pain
Thats what I want for you but theres little I can do
To put you on the gravy train
Ill be level with you
Youll always end up coming through
But youll find yourself lost in space now and again
But you have to have a world you can live in
Not a world where all the hope is gone
And as long as we are here together
We must build a home for the free
Filled with pity
Not pain
Thats loving and sane
Not divided by hate
And living in spite
til its too late
Life is here
Love will come in the end give it time
Theres wonders still to do and I know youll find its true
That yours will be bigger than mine
Ill be level with you
The one thing I hope you will do is tell me about what
Youre doing from time to time
song performed by by Moody Blues
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The Edge Of Time
Rain never falls upon the edge of time.
Yesterday was a nightmare for me; I would awaken in hell’s brushfire
Every morning and
In the evening you sing before flames around a campfire-
I would sing songs of death and persecution and
You would sing cheering folk songs-
Tomorrow you would play with
The stones and sticks you found
By the creek side-
You are and always have been the blissful one while
I feel the tears day and night-
Once happy, forever content-
You were born under a different sign-
You never believed in signs or games we would play but
They were all I had to depend on for hope-
You grew tall and made it in this world and
I retreated into a world of my own, fabricated
For me alone- reality to me and to you, none but a delusion?
I remember rain falling upon the edge of time-
I am standing on the edge about to jump-
If you would spread your wings you would fly proudly above
The world and all of its pain and misfortune-
I would fall, being a bird with broken wings-
I remember nothing- I am burning into
None but a cinder- you have made it and have won the battle
That battle that I have lost- what is it?
It is none but fate- some people make it in this lifetime and others fail,
And their spirits die- it hardly matters how hard you try-
Some people, born to find fortune no matter how hard they fight the battles-
Others give their all and become outcasts. I am an outcast and
Rain has fallen upon my horizon-drowning me-
There is no time for salvation, I have reached the end and foresee no future-
Perhaps in another lifetime, rain in my dreams with some hope shall
Make beautiful flowers grow….
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Because I do not wish to hope again
I
Because I do not wish to hope again,
to like an eagle spread my wings,
because I do not wish to gain
experience and to learn new things
and do not wish to soar up against the blue sky,
wondering what lies
beyond the scope of the vision of an eye
and with time in me all hope dies
why should I be afraid
when the darkness closes in,
when destiny has knotted my life in its braid
and I do not know what comes with the new morning?
II
Because am not the man I used to be
and the things of my youth now is of no interest
with age taking effect of my body
drawing me closer to the place of eternal rest
and on the other side of the beyond
there’s only darkness that I see
and to this ageing body I am bound with life’s bond
that is slowly leaving me
when the reality of life in death makes me aware
that life is only transitory,
that destiny has its impact everywhere
then as a tired man I still lift my eye to God in His glory.
III
Because the moments of tranquillity
have left me as if they have never been
and I am now enfolded in fragility
as if my eyes have never seen
the greatness beaconing on the other side of the beyond
as if no word or deed from me will last into eternity
as if no beauty, greatness I have found
or left a mark of my integrity or sincerity
I wonder what the reason for living is,
have difficulty to comprehend
what life holds
what pain, fear, joy and bliss
brings before the last of my life is spent?
IV
Because I know that time is running out,
that even a newborn child is bound to destiny
and it feels as if it’s no use to beg, pray or shout
as every single human being is covered in iniquity
I am left to pray to God for His mercy
and ask Him to let me forget the dreams, the plans and hope
that was once mine, and every single fallacy
that as a human being once did envelop
my mind, my heart and when His righteous judgement falls
may it be lenient as there is no way to live again
and deeds and words well meant become spent when death calls
as every human being is destined to walk the darkening plain
l’Envoi
to at an allotted time expected or unexpected depart from life
and even from the time of birth
the seeds of disaster and strive
are build into every human being living on this earth
and therefore I pray to meet You Lord
to experience the depth of your love
as is promised in Your eternal word
lifting my eyes to You who reign from above.
[Reference: Ash-Wednesday: I. “Because I do not hope to turn again” by T. S. Eliot.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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Red Rain
Red rain is coming down
Red rain
Red rain is pouring down
Pouring down all over me
I am standing up at the waters edge in my dream
I cannot make a single sound as you scream
It cant be that cold, the ground is still warm to touch
This place is so quiet, sensing that storm
Red rain is coming down
Red rain
Red rain is pouring down
Pouring down all over me
Well Ive seen them buried in a sheltered place in this town
They tell you that this rain can sting, and look down
There is no blood around see no sign of pain
Hay ay ay no pain
Seeing no red at all, see no rain
Red rain is coming down
Red rain
Red rain is pouring down
Pouring down all over me
Red rain-
Putting the pressure on much harder now
To return again and again
Just let the red rain splash you
Let the rain fall on your skin
I come to you defences down
With the trust of a child
Red rain is coming down
Red rain
Red rain is pouring down
Pouring down all over me
And I cant watch any more
No more denial
Its so hard to lay down in all of this
Red rain is coming down
Red rain is pouring down
Red rain is coming down all over me
I see it
Red rain is coming down
Red rain is pouring down
Red rain is coming down all over me
Im bathing in it
Red rain coming down
Red rain is coming down
Red rain is coming down all over me
Im begging you
Red rain coming down
Red rain coming down
Red rain coming down
Red rain coming down
Over me in the red red sea
Over me
Over me
Red rain
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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In God’s Mighty Hand
In light of God’s Truth and Grace, man can find no better place,
Than The Hand of Mighty God, Who maintains Love and a Rod;
His Rod of Judgment will extend, to a world that is condemned,
So indifferent to The Lord above, that they cannot see His love.
The love that men refuse to see, is Hope that sustains humanity,
One holds together everything, Christ our Lord and Eternal King,
The Blessed Hope of ages past, Hope, that for this age will last,
When at the end of this age, God will stop man’s darkened rage.
Today, God’s Hope extends to all, every nation, great and small,
Hope, that for believers endured, even as Judgment was poured,
On man’s rebellious wickedness, opposing God’s righteousness,
A battle for us, today that’s won, through the Love of God’s Son.
The Lord God today waits patiently, for men that have yet to see,
The love of Christ, many cherish, so that they too, will not perish,
But, come to repentance, in Him, Who, came to save all from sin,
And accept from God, eternal life, through His Son, Jesus Christ.
Even as evil powers, today assail, His Righteousness will prevail,
The evil, who God, they ignore, will see the wrath, He has in store,
While in Jesus Christ I will stand, protected in God’s Mighty Hand,
Saved from His wrath by salvation, that will come on every nation.
(Copyright ©04/2010)
Be Ready
Not ready for the rapture my friend; you aren't ready for the end,
An ending that shall overtake, this entire world, make no mistake,
An ending that'll shock the world, as God's Judgment is unfurled,
On a world that has gone awry, from The One Who reigns on high.
The Lord's Judgment is guaranteed, only the rapture will proceed,
His coming Judgment of every nation, a time of great Tribulation,
Against God the nations rage, so, on the world He turns the page,
The final pages out of prophecy, regarding all the nations destiny.
Those who've not feared the Lord, though by grace have endured,
Will see The Lord's uplifted hand, throughout each and every land,
From God's Heavenly Habitation, He will surely strike every nation,
All that were opposed to God, will be Judged by Christ's Iron Rod.
For those in Christ, a different story, as believers shall be in Glory,
For those, Christ has prepared, a place above, and will be spared,
All His Wrath and the desolation, for in the Lord we have salvation,
His Redeemed are on another path, that we shall not see His wrath.
In light of The Word, one can't afford, to not be found in The Lord,
For when the rapture does take place, that will be the end of grace,
It won't be a pretty place or time, for those on the earth left behind,
So dear friend believe in Christ, and you will be in the Book of Life.
(Copyright ©08/2012)
The stuffed men
I
We are the men stuffed with what
society needs us to be
and when the government draws the strings
we jump; we obey against our own will,
we are the stuffed men who were taught
lethal skills to be turned on and off
like mere machines
to be unleashed against a enemy
consisting out of other men
and our lives, our own humanity
to the government is totally meaningless.
II
We were shaped and formed
and forced into military training camps
into a stark cohesion
where the individual soul perishes
and the group reigns supreme
where those who goes into eternity,
goes into death, knows us
as if we are some of them
where violence, killing is measured out
by great and sincere men
who like rag dolls are stuffed,
like marionettes have to obey
the commands given to them.
III
In dreams there are eyes that we avoid,
situations that reoccur,
the stark reality of living
after others have perished
and reliving through the slaughter of war
as if we were made for greater things
and have eternal difficulty to comprehend
sending men to their end
and voices, screams, events, people and places
stays with us
and the pain, the desolation
return in dreams
as if they are trying to draw us to the kingdom
where death reigns supreme.
IV
The battlefields remain,
where from burial trenches
images rise, where shot-out tanks
armoured cars and weapons of war
that were destroyed are nothing more
than rusting metal coffins
left in the wind and rain
and forever remain as testimony
of the cruelty of man
under the lonely stars of the Southern Cross
and these places are now left alone
are only visited by wild animals
digging up the bones of killed men
to gnaw on them.
V
But we are destined to return
in memories, in thoughts and ultra realistic dreams
to these valleys of death and desolation,
to the bushy plains
where corpses lie as skeletons
and eyeless gaze at the setting sun
as if these are the last places
where we meet with the effect
of the deeds that we were forced
to participate in
and in this world of sin
the stars of the Southern Cross
seems to give direction
to another world beyond
and not just to determining
how to go north.
[Reference: The Hollow Men by T. S. Eliot.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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Notes About The Situation In Our Country
(in answer to Johan Steyn)
I. In the times that we live
In the times that we live
darkness sometimes gets the upper hand,
with tragic things happing in this country
while we still strive for a better place
we go into a life
where innocence is missing and we are off guard
stripped from opportunities and halfway beached
where we have to live in the bustle
where people are killed, tortured and robbed,
where the ruling party is singing inciting songs,
where we cannot decide on a plan of action
and even being humane is curtailed
while the harsh reality penetrates
that alone we cannot stop the overwhelming enemies.
II. During the night we hide in yards that are wired with electricity
During the night we hide in yards that are wired with electricity,
behind walls and steel palisades,
taking notice of the neighbourhood,
making daily adjustments to our lives
and when car hijackers strike at us on the road
we pray and hope to survive,
we let them just go on
while we are dumfounded by fear
and some of our family members and friends are tortured to death,
are raped and robbed while the police cannot stop these crimes,
but we encourage each other and tell one another
that every thing is all right and things are totally out of control,
but Satanists behead people
and there are criminals walk away from raping children.
III. People of our friends and family with qualifications are without work
People of our friends and family with qualifications are without work,
while it is now almost impossible to find something,
with jobs being restricted to black people by affirmative action
and so time passes, years pass
while impoverishment sneak in among white people,
with people begging and looking after cars on the street,
with hundreds of uneducated people getting jobs
and somewhere everything honourable
has been lost with time
while misfortune and decline is appearing everywhere,
we hear about the wretched lives of others,
people come with a confession
that life has caught them off guard,
with their existence only hanging on a thin thread.
IV. When we laugh it only hides bitterness
When we laugh it only hides bitterness
the blue sky, flowers in our gardens pass us,
we hear of some more Afrikaners dying on farms
and in towns and slowly but certainly the destruction spreads.
Out of despair husbands kill their whole families and themselves
(shot after shot resounds)
from them who still have firearms,
after the new laws.
The black government is afraid, that we will resist them
and arrests people left, right and centre
who they see as terrorists
and hold them forever and a day
while the planters of bombs
sit blessed in parliament.
V. There are some people that lay their hands on liquor
There are some people that lay their hands on liquor
and live as if everything is just for today,
they fornicate with the wives of others,
trampling their own people into the ground,
walk over each other to get somewhere in life
or to chase after money
and we live in times of great darkness
where love for the fellow man, awe and respect are missing
where children bear false witness against their parents,
(when they themselves do criminal deeds) ,
turning against their own culture, people and even religion,
using drugs, are fornicating while at school
and overnight our world has changed
to a place where crime and darkness has the upper hand.
VI. Even God is on sale
Even God is on sale
and people jump up and down in churches,
trying to feel the presence of God
in a experience religion
where everyone places his own things in the trolley
as it fits him,
grouping around somewhat in darkness
forgetting to consult the Holy Bible,
Jesus Christ is declared to be only human
and a relationship with him
by some is seen as absurdity
that only people with superstition do
and some wants to trample Satan himself under their shoes
while he is walking free next to them.
VII. Now we wonder from where this decay comes?
Now we wonder form where this decay comes,
while our world suddenly is turned upside down?
With the new government the school structure has been changed,
the cane has disappeared from the classroom, respect has walked out
and religion, the trust in an almighty God,
an own culture, the urge to follow own values,
to speak our own language and to retain a own identity
and the commandments of God has been systematically substituted
by human rights, children’s rights and the following
of a science where humans through theosophy
and new age doctrines are seen as equal to God
where man becomes a god in himself
and now suddenly we see darkness
when the darkness and decay is everywhere.
VIII. We cannot exist in darkness
We cannot exist in darkness,
we have the witness of our fathers, from a time when escape was impossible,
where God in a covenant Himself stood with them
and still everyone is protected by the mighty hand of God,
He draws His laager around everyone that fears Him,
who faithfully keep to the words of His holy word
and still we have got to be brave
in this time where we witness the destruction of our brothers
as God Himself stays true,
His kingdom cannot waver or crumble,
even when the thickest darkness folds around us,
nothing can wheedle us away
from the salvation that God is going to bring,
even if it looks as if darkness is stretching wider and wider.
[Reference: Kanttekeninge by ‘n vers van Brecht (Marginal notes at a verse of Brecht) by Johan Steyn.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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Let The River Run
(the new jerusalem)
Were coming to the edge,
Running on the water,
Coming through the fog,
Your sons and daughters.
Let the river run,
Let all the dreamers
Wake the nation.
Come, the new jerusalem.
Silver cities rise,
The morning lights
The streets that meet them,
And sirens call them on
With a song.
Its asking for the taking.
Trembling, shaking.
Oh, my heart is aching.
Were coming to the edge,
Running on the water,
Coming through the fog,
Your sons and daughters.
We the great and small
Stand on a star
And blaze a trail of desire
Through the darkning dawn.
Its asking for the taking.
Come run with me now,
The sky is the color of blue
Youve never even seen
In the eyes of your lover.
Oh, my heart is aching.
Were coming to the edge,
Running on the water,
Coming through the fog,
Your sons and daughters.
Its asking for the taking.
Trembling, shaking.
Oh, my heart is aching.
Were coming to the edge,
Running on the water,
Coming through the fog,
Your sons and daughters.
Let the river run,
Let all the dreamers
Wake the nation.
Come, the new jerusalem.
song performed by by Carly Simon
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Friday
I live in an Ice house a
I never do dance salsa
I'm living in Jamaca
I live in an Ice Breaker
I'm living in Africa
I never do Know where a
Where I'm living but I'm living in a free fall
Whenever she goes away
Might as well be in San Jose
'Cause I never can tell where my
Where my heart's gonna spend it's time
Half of me's missing
I miss her Kissing
I don't know nothing but I know
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
My head is a hurricane
My mind is a touch insane
and my body can't sleep to dream
And my Eyes open up to scream
And my mouth is a thin straight line
As I'm struggling to pass the time
And my crime is that I'm living life without her
And the morning soon will come
And the days nearly almost done
And the clock says it's half past five
But the sun is still in the sky
Disorientated
Insatiated
How long I've waited but I know
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
song performed by by Daniel Bedingfield from Gotta Get Thru This
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God’s Revelation
Only through God’s Revelation, can one come to true salvation,
The Revelation of God’s Son, Christ, who’d come for everyone,
The salvation Christ came with, was from God an awesome gift,
A Gift from God for all the world, you and I both need to herald.
In Him, our salvation is complete, in light of Satan’s sure defeat,
In Christ we are completely saved, from the world, so depraved,
Saved from a darkened world, with a message of light to herald,
Light for each and every nation, about God’s Glorious Salvation.
God’s salvation’s pure and whole, saving one’s life and his soul,
Friend, the salvation of our God, begins upon this earth we trod,
While a sinner here on earth, receives from The Lord a New Birth,
When by God’s Spirit sinful men, in Christ Jesus are Born Again.
God’s Salvation takes a life, marking it for His Son Jesus Christ,
Moving that soul from the night, into The Savior’s Glorious Light,
A light that changes everything, as one begins to serve the King,
Service that begins down here, extending beyond earth’s sphere.
Soon Truth will be revealed again, and this time seen by all men,
Christ, who came before Calvary, to lead all peoples to Eternity,
The Living Word of God’s Creation, will return to bring Salvation,
To all humble hearts who heard, and believed His revealed Word.
(Copyright ©05/2008)
Every Night when Darkness Comes
I
Every night when darkness comes,
when we say prayers together
then I know that your bright light
never fails,
that you daily determine
the destiny of every one
who bend down to you, that stars spray like sparks
going to unknown places
and that you the sun of righteousness
will come at your set time
with bright rays, that you will come down
past all mortality,
that all earthly troubles and worries will disappear;
how do you Lord, let the pain be gone?
II
How do you Lord, let the pain be gone,
two animal children I have lost shortly after each other
and when in the mornings I look outside
there are only two left.
How do you tell others that do not really comprehend
of the bond that a person has,
of the love coming from the heart of a animal,
about the moments of unmentioned pleasure
and now that I am without a wife or children
the remaining two still serves me faithfully,
there is a tight bond
and I pray for you to hold your hand over them
and if you want to take them as well;
I am lost on this world.
III
I am lost on this world,
in the unknown world that waits tomorrow on me,
when my strength begins to wane
before the dark night,
but when the new light appears,
the sun still rises in a new day
(when the sun again shines in all of its glory over me)
in the unknown things waiting on me,
my known yesterdays are included
in bright days, that in late afternoons declines,
it is as if everything that came before is included
in memories and even when lightning bolts fall around me
I find your presence continually,
when shadows fall over me.
IV
When shadows fall over me,
when the world almost decadent
roughly falls into my universe
and shadows sometimes permanently
try to sabotage my best efforts
and everything in my will rises up
I feel pushed away, blunted and used;
but still I remember you
from whom all light comes
and are waiting on a new day,
although I am knocked down and am astonished,
although it continually looks to me like night
you never really leave me isolated,
even when in my dreams I scream and wonder.
V
Even when in my dreams I scream and wonder
why every morning folds around me,
almost endlessly without you,
as if live is destroying me,
trying to get me down
without me being able to keep the pain away,
as if no fatherly hand is helping me,
I still stand astonished
when I see the works of God
in small things around me
where its power without bonds
even unfolds in my own writings
I know that He constantly draws me nearer,
even when the scribes gather.
VI
Even when the scribes gathered,
to send me to hell,
they still wanted to draw near to you with a last prayer
on that determined dark hour.
To confirm that they are accomplishing your will,
as if to say, so says the Lord,
they stood in a circle,
that white plastered men.
At that time I was wondering about people,
who have the audacity to put them in your place
if that Sanhedrin
really did carry out your wishes
or are they the whole time walking in darkness,
do they not know what is written on the ground?
VII
Do they not know what is written on the ground?
Lord I thank you for sharpening me in my growth
even when so-called holy people come with a sentence
that interferes with my vocation.
Although sometimes I feel the pain penetrating
as if it’s cutting to the bone,
I know that you only mean things to be well for me,
that you and your angels are continually at my side
but ask that you protect me
against the darkness, the evil
that in hordes gathers around me,
that you do not wait
that you keep me on the right way, even when I go astray;
every night when darkness comes.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Face In The Sand
Everyone's waiting for something to happen
Everybody's waiting for something to see
Lunatics waiting for bigger disasters
Everyone's waiting for news on TV
Winding lives at the end of the spiral
Waiting dictators with their next big thrill
Everyone's looking but no one is listening
Everybody wants to be in at the kill
I wait for the signs, they tell me true
I see the signs of the end of time
Everyone's searching but nothing's revealing
Everyone's looking for the reason why
Everyone's hoping for life everafter
Everyone's looking at death from the sky
Everyone's nightmares are going to happen
Everybody's ripping the mask from their eyes
Everyone's praying but no one's believing
Everybody's heroes tell everyone's lies
I wait for the signs, they tell me true
I see the signs of the end
So I watch and I wait
And I pray for an answer
An end to the strife and the world's misery
But the end never came
And we're digging the graves
And we're loading the guns for the kill
Can the end be at hand?
Is the face in the sand?
Future memory of our tragedy
Can the end be at hand?
Is the face in the sand?
Future memory of our tragedy
song performed by by Iron Maiden
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Warriors Of The World United
Here our soldiers stand from all around the world
Waiting in a line to hear the battle cry
All are gathered here victory is near
The sound will fill the hall bringing power to us all
We alone are fighting for metal that is true
We own the right to live the fight we're here for all of you
Now swear the blood upon your steel will never dry
Stand and fight together beneath the metal sky
Brothers Everywhere
Raise you hands into the air
We're warriors
Warriors of The World
Like thunder from the sky
Sworn to fight and die
We're warriors
Warriors of The World
Many stand against us but they will never win
We said we would return and here we are again
To bring them all destruction suffering and pain
We are the hammer of the Gods we are thunder wind and rain
There they wait in fear with swords in feeble hands
With dreams to be a King first one should be a man
I call them out and charge them all with a life that is a lie
And in their final hour they shell confess before they die
Brothers Everywhere
Raise you hands into the air
We're warriors
Warriors of The World
Like thunder from the sky
Sworn to fight and die
We're warriors
Warriors of The World
If I should fall in battle my brothers who fight by my side
Gather my horse and waepons tell my family how I died
Until then I will be strong I will fight for all that is real
All who stand in my way will die by steel
Brothers Everywhere
Raise you hands into the air
We're warriors
Warriors of The World
song performed by by Manowar from Warriors Of The World
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Fighting Man
Hearts of darkness
Falling down,
it's raining stones
Fate is driving
Now theres no meat
on the bone
There's a hurricane coming,
what a bitter pill
There's a distant drumming,
coming over the hill
She took everything,
got my jack in her hand
I was born so now
I'm just a fighting man,
A fighting man
Cold Wild Turkey
Drives a spike right through my brain
Bar room mothers
Waiting for the gravy train
It's a cold wind a blowing,
gone out of control
Time is a running,
touching my very soul
She took everything,
got my jack in her hand
I was born so now
I'm just a fighting man,
A fighting man
Solo
Ashes to ashes
trash is still trash
It's only a moment now
and we're gone in a flash
silver lining
Where's the man
with the master plan
Hearts of darkness
Spreading out
all across this land
There's a hurricane a'coming,
what a bitter pill
There's a distant drumming,
coming over the hill
She took everything,
got my jack in her hand
I was born so now
I'm just a fighting man,
A fighting man
She took everything,
got my jack in her hand
I was born so now
I'm just a fighting man,
A fighting man
Just a common man
Just a common man
song performed by by Ufo
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Christmas Message
The Christmas message we must herald, is Christ came for all the world,
When Our Lord left His Eternal Throne, to come to a people all His Own,
As Christ came to the nation Israel, as the Word of Prophecy He’d fulfill,
John the Baptist witnessed for Him, coming to save His people from sin.
In a human form He’d condescend, so Spirit of Truth we’d comprehend,
Coming to earth as Light and Truth; to dwell among men as living proof.
But the Nation Israel, God’s Elect, regarding John’s witness would reject,
The Lamb of God and His Salvation, sent by God, to His Chosen Nation.
In Jesus Christ men saw Eternal God, who came to walk this earthly sod,
Jesus condescended to you and me, the God of Heaven and of Eternity.
The very essence of God, was Christ, Who had come to be His Sacrifice,
To give His people a Hope and Peace, that from God would never cease.
Christ was born through a human birth, to dwell with man upon this earth,
Flesh we could see, touch and hear; the Eternal God men reverently fear.
Proof sent from His Father above, to demonstrate for everyone His Love,
Sending His Only Son, Jesus Christ, to earth, to grant all men Eternal Life.
The Eternal Creator, of all things, came to this earth, as The King of kings,
To give His very life a ransom for all, to redeem all men, from Adam’s fall.
God came in Grace and affirmation, through Jesus Christ, to every nation,
So, if in His Son you’d only believe, Eternal Life in Him you would receive.
(Copyright ©12/2008)
Coming Home
It's a long and lonely highway.
When you're traveling all alone.
I was on my way to nowhere.
But now i'm coming home.
I'm coming home.
I've been running through the fire.
I've been running for so long.
If i took it any higher.
Baby i would be still be gone.
But now i'm coming home, coming home.i'm coming home.
Coming home, coming home, i'm coming home.
Well my home was really never.
On a far and distant shore.
If i stayed away forever.
I could never miss you more.
And so i'm coming home,coming home.i'm coming home.
Coming home,coming home,i'm coming home.
I think of all these years gone by.
Never even wondered why.
I never touched the ground.
All the time that's come and gone.
All the nights i've been alone.
And now i'm homeward bound.
I heard the thunder over canaan.
And i've heard the angels cry.
And their voices came revealing
"as you live,so will you die."
I'm coming home,coming home,i'm coming home.
I'm coming home,coming home,i'm coming home.
Coming home, coming home, i'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home, coming home, coming home...
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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The revealing
Never in the time that I exist
did You declared human secrets
like now to me, things intertwined so deep,
given to me with illustrious meaning
enable me to become aware of the true facts
of mighty people threatening me and my nation
and there are pain and sorrow everywhere
coming from oppression and I cannot remain silent any longer.
Everyone wants a bit of happiness, an own little place
and now the smudging clouds are rolling away like fog
and without any fear You want me to go
with big and sincere pity
to them that are the enemies of me and my nation,
in spite of resistance, to go to them
to warn them, to spell your sentence out,
to tell about your judgement that is threatening.
Lord these people do not fear You,
they are caught up in modern knowledge,
believe that You do not exist, are only a myth
but now I will put it straightforward with all inherent meaning:
I have irrefutable prescience that destruction waits
and this is not something that I allege
and the coming disaster is unknown in world history
where dying people, weakly gasp for breath.
l’Envoi
Lord God, if these oppressors do not come to repentance,
then let Your judgement fall, if they do not pray to You.
Almighty Lord, loosen Your winds to destroy,
give the command for Your war, as I have to reveal Your will.
poem by Gert Strydom
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