(A Philosophy Poem)—-A Poor Man’s Plea

(A Poor Man’s Plea)

 

Why do You stay so long from me my Lord

Why have You hidden Your Face from mine

Those with power persecute Your Children

The wicked in ignorance do beat their chest

They boast about the blood of the working poor

 

The poor rise early to worship and praise The Lord

The Lord is always in the thoughts of the wise

From the pride of wealth many will die two deaths

For the love of power they do puff at Your righteous

An Evil Leaders mouth is always full of knives and lies

 

Lord what am I that You would be mindful of me

A righteous man is known by his faith and his works

The Prideful boast that they have no need of You

A truly wise man will always bow his heart to prayer

For the ignorant with their ego’s will reside in Hell’s Fire

 

( I got the idea for this peace from the Biblical Book of Psalms, 

Chapters 8 & 10.)

 

(Scriptural Influenced Poem) Zechariah And The Lord’s Promise

Zechariah And The Lord’s Promise 

 

Soldiers awaken your blade against My enemies

Cut off the strength of he who dares to shun Me

Strike their Shepherd and his Demons will flee

I will turn My hand against those who curse Me

 

I will spread their blood upon the whole land

Two of three will die at My will saith the Lord

Those remaining I shall test them as with pure gold

Can a beast be refined into a man then into a Saint

 

Those who choose Me I will refine and test their purity

The Faithful will follow Me and will bare My Holy Name

I will answer those who through faith choose to follow Me

The Saints will follow after Me and I will be their G-d

Silly Poem To The Good Half

Silly Poem To The Good Half

 

Roses aren’t always Red

Violets are sometimes Purple

I love you my Sweetheart

Your smile is always enticing

You have the world’s softest lips

Your sensitive Breasts so divine

Though my name is not Cupid

You and I two hearts intertwined

 

Though you make my heart flutter

My writing talent is sometimes silly

I hope you know I love more than life

I will until the Earth no longer turns

Cause your Soul is always so sweet

You loved me though old and broken

Me too broke to afford a pot to tinkle

Baby was it because you loved my behind

(Sarcastic Poem) Being An Ass

BEING AN ASS

 

Yes, being an Ass

It’s so easy to be

We all have one

Yet some have two

A mirror don’t lie

 

Stayed out again last night

Home at the rising of light

Wife waiting tears in her eyes

Mad as Hell yet glad your alive

Played kissy kissy made it all right

 

Two hours till work like Hell I will

Sleep till noon go in four hours late

Just smile at the Boss as his ticker fades

Hell’s not really real so I do as I please

No one matters but ourselves anyway

(Theology Poem) Prophet

Prophet

 

What is a Prophet, is there really such a thing in these days that we live

Is it something from our past that mankind in our wisdom has out lived

Who is it that would dare say they are such a thing as a speaker of God

Do we believe things the Scriptures have told us for thousands of years

Today if a person says they are a Prophet do they say this hoping for profit

 

 

Are we living in Spiritual darkness, are these the last days of mankind

Are we living in a time that our ears cannot hear nor can our eyes see

If one stands up and speaks only God’s truth, would anyone of us listen

If we are living in the last days in darkness of which the Scriptures speak

What shall we do, will we know a chosen vessel of God, or will our hearts be cold

Friends, Prophets will be both men and women that God for Himself has chosen

Will our sarcasm, our ignorance and ego’s lead us to live in Hell’s fiery pit below

(Philosophical Poem) Having A Superpower

Having A Superpower

 

Me and my Superpower, you and yours

If we really could have one what would it be

Things like World Peace wouldn’t qualify though

Not unless every Soul in the Universe would agree

Peace cannot be while hate still reigns in one heart

 

Bottle and a Jeannie say to give one person three

Yet, if we each really did get one, what would we choose

Think about it a moment before you decide what it to be

Would we use it to enrich ourselves, or cause pain and grief

Would we share our help or would we just keep it to ourselves

 

Seeing the future, reading people thoughts from their minds

Becoming invisible to avoid times of pain or great stress

Fly like a Hogger on an Indian with bugs hanging in our teeth

Yet it’s just fantasy because humans don’t use the ones we have

Love and Faith are the first Superpowers I wish we used more of

 

 

(Before some of you get confused or a bit offended by the words used in line 13

here are the meanings of: Hogger: a Harley Motorcycle rider. and: Indian: an Indian 

is a very old high quality Motorcycle.)

 

(Philosophy/Poem) Live Like There Is A Tomorrow

Live Like There Is A Tomorrow

 

The heartbeat in the womb known to most Mothers

Security we thought we had, like the love of a Mom

Living in the land of noise and constant clatter

So concerned about today we forget about tomorrow

Dig into your own foundation to learn what your about

 

Today is like unto tomorrow, lost into our yesterdays in space

Look back for our foundation and forward with love and faith

What we see today, yesterday so much had not been made

Live each day with thankfulness no tomorrow guaranteed

Sunshine or gray, today is all we have got with which to play

 

One will never see tomorrow in the flesh if they die today

We only get this one turn so get out and enjoy your day

In my time men and women by forty were bald, gray or dead

Life lay ahead, live it like you know you will again see the Sun

If we walk our life as thought we’re dead life becomes quite hollow

( A Bit Of Bent Humor) Can We See

Can We See

Do you see the Blue Skies this morning

The beautiful Mountains and the Desert Highs

We make what we make for this is foretold

Are we but a Stamp on a Ticket in a Time Machine

What does a Computer see behind their painted Smiles

 

 

Do we see only that which the World says we are to see

How many noticed Lucy in the Lobby with Mac-10 in hand

We all just walk on by Folks, we never see them, everyday

With few exceptions the World is Blind to a Drop not missed

Do we tell ourselves that it is good to be selectively Blind

 

 

Just like when we are with the One our Heart ador’s

Three Blankets deep in the night, you still see the cold

If Love is burnt the Light is out this the Blind can see

Life, we invest our Time in it and like the tick of the Clock

Can we see or understand the sweet Kiss and the Blade

(Poem) Just In Case

Just In Case

Just in Case, just in Case of What I Think

What all is it that we think we’ve learned

Does Anyone ever have the time to really see

We Learn while We Live, Die when We Don’t

Just In Case, maybe we should take time to see

Just In Case we thought that we knew something

How many times has Life taught us, that we don’t

Life is filled with several of those Kodak Moments

What if, we had looked Left instead of looking Wrong

Just In Case, is part of what can make a life great

Just In Case, this seems to much like HollyWood

Would it be nice if we all simply loved each other

World Peace, almost all Blonde Beauties want it

Will we ever become among Gray Hairs at the Gate

Just In Case I don’t Lord, Please, except me anyway

(Poem) Remembering The Game

Remembering The Game

 

I first heard of It, the 59 Sox like it was a few yesterdays ago

It was Ancient History to a Six Year Old boy way back then

Allowed to be part of a few Kids Leagues as I was growing up

These Words are not about me, it’s about this Beautiful Game

In the Sandlots this Game was the one I always prefered to play

 

The Game taught me about rules that Life just had not then

The Spine of the Game is Numbers so It had a hold on me

Game helped me do Math in my head and a meaning for it

Numbers just like History, they all have a whole History to

The Numbers have Names and they are both intertwined

 

The Game makes you want to Learn how to Read better

Math, Reading and History all taught so well in the Game

The Day will come when it’s the Last Time you ever played

Through the Years in the Game we learned how to win and lose

Lord, Family, Country, I learned a lot about Love, from the Game