sworldlikepoems

  Deluge-ional Oh how I love to be “delusional”! Throw out the normal and the usual. And drowning into Noah’s shoes I too, am waiting for deluge! I can not help but be deceivable! Such things are simply inconceivable. Yet truth and lies go through a sieve And somehow we are ALL “deceived”. I do not mind being outnumbered. My sense of math is unencumbered. For on the Lord’s side now as then There’s more with us than “be with them”. I dare wish for the implausible! With God they say it’s not impossible: And setting differences aside We can be ONE in heart and mind . How can you box up the ‘unboxable’? Unknow the truth that sets you free? Who pauses things that are unpausable? What you have seen how to unsee? How will you stop me? Me - delusional? Deceived, outnumbered, revolutional?!?!?! The sky is low and stakes are huge, And I am waiting for deluge...

The things you need are never big: A stream , a rock,a bridge, a stick. The Willow like an older sister Is telling stories in a whisper. Unnoticed joy can slowly slither Between the grass into the river. And once again I can’t resist This simple Idohoan bliss…

  From mountain top to river bottom I feel on me the breath of autumn. And with the summer days' withdrawal I am watching the impending Fall. Oh fair ones, How have we fallen!!!! My people I cannot but weep. The gate is broken in this vineyard. The watchmen have been sound asleep. We’ve turned administrative letter Into the letter of the law: “Follow the prophet, He knows better! He is a man without a flaw!” They said that all is well in Zion That there’s no reason for alarm. And on the arm of flesh relying They break the oath to do no harm. And Agency clamped with a mask Is urged by Fear to be vaxed. As if escaping Taliban We too are falling one by one!!!! And seeing the abandoned sheep My people I cannot but weep… I feel on me the breath of autumn. And with the summer days' withdrawal I am watching the impending Fall.

  Sovereignty Today, tomorrow, tell me, when Shall we philosophies of men From Truth begin to separate? Is now too soon? Is now too late? Yes, meeting people where they are Is loneliest of all by far. Thank goodness I don’t need permission My love extend without condition... But it is maddening how quick Imposter,saint or heretic We rush the labels to attach Like in a game of “make a match”!!! I am not here to convince Nor needlessly my words to mince… In nothing but the robe of Grace I stare the future in the face!!! When in His hands I cannot flinch, As it’s advancing inch by inch… And Sovereignty my only gem I wear like a diadem.

  А ты спроси у ясеня, Где есть твоя любимая. Была тебе любимая, А стала нежена… Трепещет осень рощами . А вместе было б проще ли? Летучих птиц не держат в клетке, И рыбы без воды так редки. Нам сожаления не нужны, Но если нет у вас жены, то вам её не потерять Того, что нет, нельзя отнять. Но, говорят,неплохо очень Иметь хотя бы две жены. И брак надёжен и устойчив, С одной хотя бы стороны. Судьбу ничем не удивишь Не так ли, бывший мой малыш? Трещит под весом шестерёнка Раздробленная врознь «шесть я» Какая тут слеза ребёнка ?!?! Как терпит нас ещё земля… А ты спроси у ясеня Ведь ясен не подвластен мне Нужна ли нелюбимая И бывшая жена?

  Si vic pacem, para bellum "If you want Peace, prepare for War" We’ve come to the end, Unknown as before. We're here to ascend And prepare for War. What used to be true Isn’t true anymore. What used to be Peace Will break into War. So dry off the milk And prepare for meat! It’s time to unwrap The web of deceit. Whose side are you on? Don’t stand in the door! This capsizing boat Won’t make it to shore. Want to sit on a fence? Well, prepare for fencing! I mean no offence, But it's time for de-fencing. The Truth is my sword To fight against legions. I am wielding my words To show my allegiance. The Lord is my Friend And fear is foe. The darkness descends The more that you know. We stand arm to arm In a Zion embrace, From near and far All hearts in one place. So send us again With eagles to soar, As wishing for Peace, We prepare for War!!!

  Where is Thy face, Where’s thy pavilion? Here below We are one to a million. How did I miss that To gain exaltation One is awarded A marred reputation? Pick up your rock, He will draw in the sand. These are the things You don’t understand. Pick up your rock, Sharp as your stares. These are the wheat And these are the tares... Follow the Lord To the top of Moriah. Come as a friend And return as pariah. This is the art We have learned to perfection Donning acceptance And branding rejection. Cowardice shuns All introspection. Freedom of thought Is worse than infection! Take me away To a place of Your brilliance! You are the One And we are the millions...