(Spiritual Poem) Where Is The Faith

WHERE IS THE FAITH

 

Only the fools tell their hearts and self that there is no God

Through ignorance some scourge the very flesh they were given

Is there now no one who seeks the heart and ways of The Creator

Heavens eyes are open to both the good and the evil of our ways

Are there still those among us who fervently seek the Face of God

 

Have we all gone astray forever from the teachings of kindness and good

Do we delight in the suffering and the pain of those we are called to love

Have ourselves and our children no knowledge of the love of our Creator

Great terror there will be when the Trumpet sounds and the clouds roll back

All the powerful plus you and I, will be judged in The Court no one can sway

 

Study to show yourself approved unto God, your family, and to mankind

Be a workman that does not ever need to be ashamed before any man

Man kind has filled the world with evil thoughts and with evil machines

The poor and the weak, are but mule manure to help the powerful grow

Be wise, hug your children, kiss your spouse, follow the Lord’s Holy love

 

Who is it that does not slander with their deeds and with their tongues

Bless the Lord who makes the rich, the powerful, and the poor to be equals

Stand strong like the Cedars of Lebanon and the great California Redwood trees

What is it in our life that means the most to us, friends it is this item, that is our God

In the great by and by, how will our deeds be judged, when The Book of Life is opened

 

 

 

 

(Heart Felt Agony Poem) I Tried To Love You

I TRIED TO LOVE YOU

 

When I am dead

Will you remember me

From my grave I will be quiet

Can I still praise and serve you

If the beating of my heart you destroy

 

I am so weary with the aching of my heart

My tear drops like blood stain my sheets each night

You cause my Soul to grow weary with your hate and lies

Do not your eyes grow tired of seeing everyone as a mark

Viper woman, is the destruction of my heart is your goal

 

The Lord always hears the prayers of those who love and Serve Him

It seems my heart, mind and body are yours to destroy at your will

Foolish, foolish woman, you are destined to live in your hate alone

The Lord indeed see’s the tears and hears the prayers of His servants

I tried to love you, Lord have mercy on those you set your eyes upon

 

(A SALUTE TO X-WIFE)

 

 

(Humor Poem) Queen Piggy

QUEEN PIGGY

 

Queen Piggy we inherited her when cancer

Took her mommy from this earthly world

She was a mere six months old

When she came prancing and dancing

Into our family’s little fold

 

 

She was so cute you just had to hold and love her

For wherever she was, she always stole the show

Everyone who ever cast their eyes upon her

Would soon lose their heart to this hairy little girl

For 18 wonderful years she ruled our little home

 

 

To her, every hand she met was a new friend

For everyone always wanted to pet and hold her

So cute partly because of her snarly little grin

You see, Queen Piggy was a Pekingese puppy

With smashed snout, hairy toes and toothy smile

 

 

Everyone that she met was now her newest best friend

We loved this little girl as to our home, light she did bring

But now it’s the Angels turn to smile with Queen Piggy

Flying around Heaven tucked up underneath their wings

Here on earth we will always miss her and her sweet love

 

 

All the smiles she brought we will always miss her

But who am I or we to complain of missing her love

For last night in my dreams the scene I did see her

I saw Piggy fast asleep being petted by our Savior

There in Heaven upon the Good Lord’s knee

(Humanity Poem) If I Am Mister Average, Lord Please Help Us All

IF I AM MR. AVERAGE, LORD PLEASE HELP US ALL

 

Do you remember your first time you remember remembering, anything

Aw what an enticing question, one that can open many kinds of deep scars

At about two or three we realize that the world is crazy, and our family too

At what age is it that a child looks in the mirror to ask what have I gotten in too

We all talk to ourselves, sometimes is it because we are the only sane one we see

Raised with the switch, the belt, it’s buckle and lot’s of adults who turn their face away

Strong alcohol on the breath, hands, and heart of the aggressive, hate filled offender

 

Beat your children with hate and glee in your heart and in your eyes, raise um up right

Be a real man, teach your children nothing, can’t let them think they can do better than you

When a parent’s mind and Soul are deeply bruised and damaged how do the children succeed

Think of the children, they feel the heat of the rage as a daily pattern trying to stay alive

Almost 60 before the first home bought cuz the life of a Gypsy on the roads I have lived

56 Over worked, broke down, jolted by juice, two ex-wives and three Brides, quite a ride

 

I pray that the majority are wiser in the paths of life than my feet have chosen to walk

During persecution as a child I was blessed to see The Light, has He visited my life

I have lived a solitary life caring little for this worlds toys and the games people play

I do pray that all of my classmates in my life are happy and monetarily wealthier than I

I pray that before any die, all my friends and loved ones, even those who hate me, see His Light

Lord please help us all, if I am truly the average American male my age within these latter days

Pray your blessed like I with a Bride who is well pleased living with me in Hillbilly paradise

Our schools function to teach the kids to be spokes in a chain, to grow up to be, just average

 

(History Poem) 112 Years Ago

112 YEARS AGO

 

December 5th, 1905, the Lord put an Angel in our life

Family history, a Beautiful pink Rose opened her eyes

Sophie Amanda Hanson, such a beautiful little girl child

Eyes filled with light, love, and little girl wonders, and fears

Always slight in personal possessions, yet full of hugs and love

Loving and caring, always centered on others, a gracious Soul

 

 

After 90 of our years the Lord seen fit to bring Her back home

As long as a person is remembered, they are never really gone

Blessed to have her daughter for my wonderful loving Mom

Your loving Soul now playing Rook with the Lord’s Angels above

The date of your birth, our family still honors your memory of

112 years soon you will be, this 5th of December, 1905 to 2017

 

(Personal History Poem) I Am Blessed

I AM BLESSED

 

I am blessed among the men of the Earth

I have a girl who has a light in her heart

She gave me a Son, the light of my old age

One can never stay angry if they’re truly in love

The love she has given me is free from her heart

Can a man truly deserve such wonder and grace

 

Born into ignorance and anger, a hard way to start

One does not have to emulate ignorance and pain

The choices we make decide the life we will live

As a child your eyes are set on your 18th Birthday

You walk out the door with no regrets, only pain

Blessed to be free, finally a road we pave ourself

 

Blessed by the Lord though His light on me did strike

In old age I did marry a sweet lady, so thankful am I

Filled with grace for the love they both have given me

I am blessed to have a Wife and Son who pamper me

When you have a wonderful child not of your own blood

They are the wife and child they don’t have to be to me

Yes Lord, through Your Grace, I am truly a very blessed man

 

 

 

(Philosophy/Poem) The Lord Gives The Final Judgment: Not Humans

The Lord Gives The Final Judgement Not Humans

 

The Lord tests the heats of all men free of bound

A wise servant shall inherit among the children

He who mocks the poor is a disgrace to his maker

He that covers a sin is loved and has many friends

A wise man receives glory but a fool many stripes

 

He that glorifies the wicked receives Hells fire as a reward

For lying lips receives condemnation from his own Lord

A foolish son is a grief and a misery unto his own father

A fool who shuts his own mouth may be counted as wise

Yet he who speaks many words may be counted as a fool

 

A fool’s mouth spouts many words and are a snare to his Soul

He that speaks before he hears a matter is known as a fool

Wealth makes many friends but the poor knows not his neighbor

A wise man guards his own anger to the glory of his own Soul

He that seeks wisdom and understanding saves his whole house

 

Chasten your child while there is still hope for their Soul

Harken unto wise counsel so you may be wise in your old age

Fear of the Lord brings wisdom so that evil will not visit you

He that cast away their parents shall live their life in shame

For Hell awaits the evil and stripes for the backs of the foolish

 

(Philosophy/Poem) Daughters Of The Cloth

Daughters Of The Cloth

 

Sisters of God who wear The White Cloth

Do not hang your head in doubt or shame

Timothy, Paul’s Scribe wrote those words

Not from the Apostle’s lips have they came

 

 

Even now in our so-called modern days we live

Against the Daughters of God’s White Cloth

Many unknowing still through blindness rant

Many even today still don’t see or understand

Blinded to the reason they were needed to be

 

 

People, look around the world in which we live

See how God’s daughters are forced into a Burka

Beheaded and stoned if to a man they dare say a word

Do you really think God’s Church could have grown

If the Apostles had condoned the women to teach

To stand in front of the ignorant egotistical men

 

 

The Lord Himself told us all so very plain

In the last days, before to us once again He came

His Sons and Daughters would prophesy, in His Name

Friend, son, do not slander a Daughter of God

If She is teaching Scripture in His Holy Name

Queen Piggy

 

Queen Piggy was a pretty little girl

We inherited her when cancer

Took her mommy from this earthly world

She was a mere six months old

When she came prancing and dancing

Into our family’s little fold

She was so cute you just had to hold and love her

For wherever she was, she always stole the show

Everyone who cast their eyes upon her

Would soon lose their heart to this hairy little girl

For 18 years she ruled our home

To her, every hand was a friend

For everyone always wanted to

Pet her or hold her,

Even with her snarly little grin

You see, Queen Piggy was a Piganeese

With smashed snout, hairy little toes

And her toothy little smile

Everyone that she met was now

Her newest best friend

We loved this little girl

As to our home, light she did bring

But now it’s the angels turn

To smile with Queen Piggy

Tucked up underneath their wings

Here on earth we will always miss her

For all the smiles she did bring

But who am I to complain of missing her

For last night in my dreams

I saw Piggy fast asleep being petted by our Savior

There upon His knee

Poem: (True Story) I Saw An Angel Of The Lord And Lived

 

This poem is derived from a writing of King David of Israel about one of his sins in regards to the counting of the people of Israel even though God told him not to do it. This Scripture is found in 1 Chronicles 21: 15-27.

 

O my Lord, what have I done

You told me not to number, but yet I ordered it done

Nine plus months my Generals did gather the count

One point one million ready to draw the sword

Not counting the women and children they do guard

The message from God, an arrow through my soul

Three choices, to heavy for any one man to bare

Three days of pestilence upon God’s Holy Land

Seven years of famine upon the King and the land

Or, flee for three months before those that want my head

O Lord how greatly I have sinned

The pestilence I have chosen upon your people and land

My sin, caused the death of seventy thousand valiant men

O’ Lord You have opened my eyes, my ego You have crushed

The Lord’s Angel now I see, the fright deep into my bones

Lord thank you for staying the hand of Your Angel

Thank you Lord for sparing Your Holy City, Jerusalem

For fifty shekels of silver, Oman’s threshing floor I did buy

Offering to you Lord, sweet fragrances to your Throne on high

Thank you Lord for staying the hand of Your Angel

By the gift of Your great mercy O Lord

My eyes have seen one of Your Holy Angels

By Your grace Lord, I and my people are still alive