Poetry

Expressions

Expressions are worn like masks covering the truth. No one knows the real face, Except the person inside.

Inside I know the pain, The suffering. But outside I show a smile, I wink and fight it with all my pride.

I hide it constantly, It screams to be let out. It haunts me day and night.

This pain will not let go, It weakens me, But I will pray and not show my fright.

Instead I simply smile, Pretend it is okay, and manage somehow.

And wear this mask yet another day, for now.

I Watched

I watched as she taught. I watched as she gave. I watched as she provided and I watched as she forgave.

I watched as a child. I watched as I grew older. I watched as her first born. I watched as her son.

I watched as she loved. I watched as she spoke and I watched when she did'nt.

I watched when she did'nt know I was watching and watched when she knew I would be watching.

I watched when I did'nt want to watch, And I watched when I wanted to watch.

I watched from a distance and I watched from near. I watched as she grew older and I watched as she grew sick.

I watched with pride for being her own and I watched with fear for being left alone.

I watched as she cried. I watched as she slept. I watched as she went home, I watched as she died.

My Prayer

My Lord how can this be. I try to do right by your name and still end up in this pain.

I pray, I fast and I give thanks. Oh Lord God hear me now as I plead my case.

I come before you as humble as I know how. To ask simply for forgivness and for this deamon to be let out.

This minion inside my head tells me lies and wants me to believe that you dont care nor can you still heal.

I know this to be a lie, For Satan is the father of lies, as his deamons bid his work.

Lord God of mine, I plead to you this day to end this reign of terror in my head.

I can not do this on my own. So I lay it at your feet, And submit to your will.

Show me the ways of my errors so that I may learn from them so as not to sin again.

To you I ask this in Jesus name.

Standing Bold

The promise, The thought of a new day. One without pain and suffering keeps me strong.

This pain, The darkness, This evil upon me will one day be no more. For this day I long.

The future will hold a new body and mind for my soul. For this is the promise I am told.

Until that day, I will endure the pain, This evil and the darkenss. The Lord as my saviour I will stand bold!

That Day


I watched in Horror as the skies turned black. Wondering if this was a movie or some cruel prank.

I sat transfixed as the reporters did their best and try and make sense of what has happened this day.

I saw with my own eyes terror so great, Thinking this cant be happening, Not here.

I cant help but feel sorrow and pain for the people and families lost as I watched in dismay.

Then I saw this great nation pull together, United as one people.

The evil that was behind this act of cowardism failed in its attempt to bring America down.

The tears I now shed were for pride and not just for loss. United we stand no longer just mere words.

Instead it is the truth of the Americian way, How we live and die, Freedom will reign!

The Great Commission


The end is near. The evidence is all around us day and night. All we have to do is open our eyes and only see.

Mother Earth stands still as Father Time marches on. Across this great land of ours, from sea to shining sea.

The signs of the times are upon us all. Some notice yet others eyes are clouded as if hidden by a great veil.

Our mission in this age is clear. Go and tell. Tell to the far ends of the Earth if we are to prevail.
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