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
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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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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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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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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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.
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 Leper
Oft as the leper's case I read,
My own described I feel;
Sin is a leprosy indeed,
Which none but Christ can heal.
Awhile I would have passed for well,
And strove my spots to hide;
Till it broke out incurable,
Too plain to be denied.
Then from the saints I sought to flee,
And dreaded to be seen;
I thought they all would point at me,
And cry, Unclean, unclean!
What anguish did my soul endure,
Till hope and patience ceased?
The more I strove myself to cure,
The more the plague increased.
While thus I lay distressed, I saw
The Savior passing by;
To him, though filled with shame and awe,
I raised my mournful cry.
Lord, thou canst heal me if thou wilt,
For thou canst all things do;
O cleanse my leprous soul from guilt,
My filthy heart renew!
He heard, and with a gracious look,
Pronounced the healing word;
I will, be clean - and while he spoke
I felt my health restored.
Come lepers, seize the present hour,
The Saviour's grace to prove;
He can relieve, for he is pow'r,
He will, for he is love.
poem by John Newton
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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 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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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.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Life To You
What is called life to you is not life to me,
Because i am well cultured and i know my ways;
And i know what is clean and unclean in this life.
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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Crossing The Road of The Uneasy
'When you sleep and know it not
The grey dog creeps among you.
In your sleep, you twist, your soul hurts you.
The grey dog is chewing your entrails.
Then call on Jesus
The grey dog caught me at the cross-roads
As I went down the road of sleep
And crossed the road of the uneasy.
The grey dog leapt at my entrails.
Jesus, call him off.
Lo! the Great One answers. Track him down!
Kill him in his unclean house.
Down the road of the uneasy
You track the grey dog home
To his house in the heart of a traitor,
A thief, a murderer of dreams.
And you kill him there with one stroke,
Crying: Jesus, is this well done?
That your sleep be not as a cemetery
Where dogs creep unclean.'
poem by Tony Chabaputa
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If a tree is cursed even its shade is unclean.
Birth and Renewal
The womb that brought her forth gave birth to my attachment to her, a cold night may give birth to a warm day, but brighter and more rarely seen is a woman of virtue relieved of unclean ways.
In my path many flowers I have picked, inhaled of their various scents and have since considered insufficient, worthless is the soil of unfertile ground, but the raised land is beloved by me accentuating the sun's rays as it wanes in its round.
Many were the days when comfort eluded those without crop, but one cannot cultivate when the fertile embrace of love has escaped.
poem by Dijon Noble
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An unclean person is universally a slothful one.
quote by Henry David Thoreau
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Hold On
I was doomed riding on top a black horse.
Whatever prize there was I could only observe where the troubles starts.
Where does it end?
I cannot be cured...mmm...but if...
I know life would be different if I held on, held on.
I know I could be something if I held on.
Gave her life away. Put it in my pocket when it should've been framed.
Oh lost it's shine. Gotta' get this out of my head, out of my head.
How could it end...end like this?
I could've been...
I know life would be different had I held on, held on.
I know I could've been something had I held on, held on.
I know I could be something if I held on, held on.
I know life would be different if I held on, held on.
Held on, held on, if I held on, held on, if I held on, held on, if I held on.
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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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Shadows
I know how you feel and,
You will like to know who i am;
But by the time you go through my lines,
You will surely know who i am!
For love is the key of my name.
Seven pairs of clean animals and,
Two pairs of unclean animals;
The water increased and lifted the ark!
And it raised high above the earth.
Prove your love to me and,
I will lead you on to the land of paradise;
For he shadows of the evening are still across the skies!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Upon Apparel
God gave us Cloaths to hide our Nakedness,
And we by them, do it expose to View.
Our Pride, and unclean Minds, to an excess,
By our Apparel we to others shew.
poem by John Bunyan
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Ruby, he gave her
Unclean as coagulated blood
Looked like stones
Rocks should come in a nice box
She gave them to an orphanage
tanka by Oskar Hansen
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