You’ve Been Lied To

You’ve Been Lied To

By an enemy so dark
Seeking only to destroy
       Your heart
     Your very self

Powerful above us all
Do not listen to his call
Turn away, turn away
Before it’s too late
From those hot destructive
            Gates
From the one who wishes
     To destroy you
       That satan
Turn from his angry hate

Telling you he does not exist
   Oh, how he does wish
       You would listen
   & be utterly deceived
           At that
he will laugh & dance 
         With glee,
To destroy God’s child

He tries to whisper, tell 
          Or yell
Live only for today
He’ll come to you to say
    Be your own god!
Live only for your own lusts
You must just simply trust
What that evil, dark one says

So to a world
    out of control
Lusting after a fool’s gold
     I would say
       Let Go!
A day is coming when all 
    Will be judged
Please do not continue or follow
    Your dark trudge
   Away from the light

A larger house, a fancy car
Will not help you reach
         For the stars
For this you were truly destined
Even though you may be tested,
     Tempted on this earth

Return to the One whose
      Face you bear
Release to Him all your cares
     In His light only 
     Come to share
Walk into His New World’s 
            Life 
Free of all pain, guilt & strife!

Another Monday Prayer

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 Monday Prayer
  
 In the middle of my lostness
 Wanderings, dark sleep
 You took the time
        To search
 For this one miniscule
         Lost sheep
  
 Good Shepherd,
 You are the one who
 Never leaves the one behind
 Thank you for the saving
 Of me; 
 body, soul & mind 

Not Candy on The Top

 
 Not Just Candy on the Top
  
 Shining, glorious
 On top
 That bright red
 Cherry
 Gleaming, glistening
 On top of whipped crème
 A most delicious berry
  
 Just a nice add-on
 Makes it more enticing
 Milkshake underneath
 Solid, frothy
 Coming closer to being
 Desired
  
 But tis an unnecessary
 Thing
 Does not decrease
 Or increase
 The shake beneath
 Or detract from its
 Power
 To make us wish it
 To devour
  
 I sometimes think
 Of God & Christ
 We have made
 Like that cherry
 That piece on top
 of stuff
 A small enhancement,
 Merely a small piece
 Of fluff
  
 In comparison to
 That solid milkshake
 Rest of our lives
 Are we really going to
 Wait until our body dies
 To see reality,
 God’s importance,
 Why wait until that time 
 Of crisis?
  
 Today, make God
 The solid majority
 Of your life
 Desire most 
 The Lord
 Of all the angelic hosts
 The center of your being
 As ephemeral you become
 & more fleeting!
  
  
  
  
   

Troubled Soul

 
 
 Troubled Soul
  
 Troubled Soul,
 Troubled Soul,
 Do not sit 
 In the darkness’s glow
 It’s angry face
 Leaves only the sting
 And disgrace
 Of rejection
  
 Sitting in a brackish cell
 Formed by cruelty 
 Coming only from hell
 Troubled Soul
 Hear these words
 For your pain there
 Is a certain cure
  
 Above this darkened
 Black air
 Over your bowed head
 And tangled hair
 A small light glows
 Comes from Heaven
 To let you know
  
 There is a someone
 Who knows your name
 Wishes to discharge your pain
 Forever
 Christ loves your heart
 Which has sat in the dark
 For too long
  
 So raise your head
 Listen to every word 
 Being said
 Inside your spirit
 He will implant His own
 There His truest Love
 & Graces
 Will forever be sown!
   

Snow Shadows

 
 In the Snow
  
 In the snow
 They go
 These blue-grey ghostly, 
 Shadowy footprints in the white
 Maybe even dead of night
  
 To and fro
 They never seem to 
 Slow
 Even up the steps
 They go
  
 Do you possibly
 suppose
 Unbeknown they 
 May leave behind,
 Expose.
 A small piece of each
 Imprint-owner’s Soul??  

In the Beginning – Chronicle III

 
 In The Beginning
 Chronicle III
  
 Eden’s glory on 
 Full review
 In yellows,
 Greens & 
 Brilliant azure blues
 Unflawed life
 With Perfection’s love
 No displeasure felt
 About which to sigh
 Walking under clearest skies
 Nor reason or complaint
 Over which to die
  
 Wait, what is that,
 To die?
 Understood not yet
 Or known
 No pain or regret
 With which to live
 Only joy & love
 A thing called death
 Living only in the shadows
  
 Air is always clean
 & fresh
 Only peace is
 Ever seen
 Between earth, sky 
 & the sea
 Man & all animals 
 Live only & always 
 In harmony to be
  
 Food abundant
 Work is no toil
 No displeasure there
 To ever despoil
 Its sense of purpose
 Or the ease
 Of life lived under
 Gentle trees
 Swaying softly overhead
 At night only rest
 Is found in all their beds
  
 Until one day
 With a slight chill
 An unknown shadow passes
 A rustling in the grasses
 Never heard before
 The man stopped to sniff 
 The air
 The woman paused 
to express only a mild care
  
 But in naivete
 On that most unusual day
 Neither knew from
 Experience they lacked
 What formidable evil
 Slithered, 
 Invading their Paradise
 Now lurking & looming 
 Behind their backs

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